I cried for help

I was like a paralyzed person. I had hit my back part. My head was also paining. I was crying. Just when he opened his own shirt's button, I heard some voices. I screamed with all energy I had. “Help.” He also heard the voices, so he covered my mouth with the balled papers that was on the ground. He stood up and went to close the door. So, I tried to cry for help once more because I knew I was unable to do anything except for someone coming to rescue me. But it was in vain. I could not speak.

Before he closed the door, two people entered. One of them was the senior Michael. When they saw me, Michael came to me, he... he saw my state. The other senior started asking Mr. Gayle, what was going on. Michael opened his shirt and covered me. He was wearing a shirt outside the t-shirt. He freed my mouth and my hands. He supported me to stand, but I could not, so I did not stand but I sat. I was still crying. He gave me a quick hug and patted me. He went to Mr. Gayle and asked what he was doing. Mr. Gayle said, "It's none of your business. It's between us. So, you guys should get going."

After hearing this, I denied his saying and said weakly, "Don't go. Help... me... please…" Mr. Gayle pushed the other brother. Then, they started quarrelling. I was buttoning myself. Finally, Mr. Gayle left. I did not hear what they spoke because I was sobbing and putting on the buttons and did not hear them. I tried to stand up but I could not. Seeing that I could not stand both of them came to help me. I stopped crying and thanked them. They helped me walk and they took the copy they forgot to take and we went down together.

I could not walk by myself, so we had used the elevator which was only for staffs and teachers. When we reached down, we sat on the waiting bench and the other senior went to take his car. I was controlling myself from crying. I said him, "You don't need to bother anymore. Thank you for your help. I will just call my friend to pick me up." I said so because although he helped me I knew he did not like me. He was bothered by me. So, I said that. But he said, "No, we need to take you to the hospital right now." I did not tell him anything and I called Noah. She did not pick up. I could only call her because my other friends' houses were far. As she did not pick up I had no choice but to go with them and also I was scared what if I run into Mr. Gayle again.

I sat on the back seat. Senior Michael helped me. We were in the hospital soon. The doctor said, I had to be hospitalized because I had a fracture on my leg and my body was not in a good condition. So, I had to call my parents. Both of them stayed with me until my mom and my dad both came. I had requested them to say that I fell down from stairs. So, they told them. Both of them went. My mom and dad cared for me. They did not scold me but said I had to be careful. They also moved me to a single person ward. Finally when I was left alone to rest. I let all the tears which I stopped come out. I cried for a long time. I was hospitalized for 12 days. I did not speak much because I was maybe still in the trauma. I was even afraid sometimes when I was with the doctor alone in the room. But I did not dare speak a word because I did not know how to tell… what to tell. Maybe I just wanted to hide it because I did not want my parents to worry. Maybe because I just wanted to forget about it… I just…

Exactly at the tenth day, both the seniors came to visit me. They said they had to tell me something important. I was worried again because their expressions told me it was not a good thing.