U-Kiss fanfic: Hands to Protect Me

Hands to Protect Me


A vase crashes and shatters against the walls inches from my face. Tears burn down my face, running into the bloody cut on my cheek.
“When are you going to learn your place in this household, huh?” My fathers voice yells ferociously at me, “You're a disgrace to this family!” Another object sail towards me and I scream, covering my face and sinking to the ground sobs coming sporadically.
Hands grip my shoulders, bring me to my feet and pain seers my cheek as he slaps me straight across my face. The strong smell of liquor permeates the air around him, making it hard to breath. He throws me aside and I hit the table, pretty sure I hear a crack from my rib cage. Before he has the chance to hurt me again I scramble to my feet and run for the front door, racing away from my dreaded home and into the darkness of night. I run until I can't breath and stop, gasping for air, tears streaming from my eyes. Falling to my knees I don't move. Clutching my rib cage I close my eyes and cry. Not able to take it anymore I scream out  until my vocal chords are practically shredded. My jaw shakes as the crying won't stop and my vision is blurry, my head a haze of pain and anger. A hand touches my shoulder, making me shriek from fright. I start to run before I can see who it is, too afraid of it being my father. Footsteps pound behind me. They get closer until the hand spins me around.
“No! Leave me alone, you're not my father!” I screech at the person, sure it has to be him.
I open my eyes in the darkness and see a person but it's not my father. This person is taller. The barely visable face shows concern and confusion but it's not my father. All strength leaves me and I fall again to my knees and silently cry. The stranger wraps me in a hug and in my despair I hug back, the warmth of the hug beginning to bring comfort to me. We stay like that and I'm not sure how much time passes before my breathing start to calm down and my eyes clear of tears...


POV Change:
The girl starts to calm down but I continue to hug her, though I don't know her she seems like she's in so much pain I couldn't stop myself from attempting to comfort her a little. Finally calming, she pulls away and looks at me, studying my face. I do the same, looking at her face which is strikingly beautiful even with a cut on her cheek. Her eyes are light hazel and long bangs falls across her face.
“Are you okay?” I ask, knowing the answer after witnessing her screaming and crying like that but I felt like I needed to break the silence.
“...fine.” She mumbles and stands up quickly and in the faint moonlight I see her face turns a rosy red.
I stand as well, “What happened to your face?” I turn her cheek towards me but she quickly flinches away and backs away from me.
“It's nothing,” she steals a glance upward at me before her eyes find the ground.
She bows and start to walk away, leaving me alone in the night to wonder about the strange girl.

POV Change:
After coming home last night I found my dad passed out on the couch, empty soju bottles litter the floor around him. I snuck upstairs and fell into an uneasy sleep. The next morning rain patters against the house and my alarm goes off.
First day in a new school.
Hitting the snooze I sit up in bed but my breath catches in my throat as pain shoots from my chest. I pull up my shirt past my stomach and see a large blue and purple bruise on my side, and each breath hurts. I look at my pillow and see crimson red stains and feel the cut on my face, lightly touching it and pulling away my finger tips to reveal blood. Sighing I get up and change my clothes, grab my backpack and then head to the bathroom. After I clean up myself and treat the wound I slither downstairs and avoid waking father. I close the front door behind me as quietly as I can and start the walk to school.
*****
Arriving over an hour early, that way my father would still be asleep, I wonder around the school grounds before a single soul has come. In the back of the school different sports courts fill the scene and I find a place against a corner of the back of the building and slide down to sit. Putting in head phones I blast my music and play some of my favorites: Someday, Y, and Let the Wind Blow. The familiar tunes bring peace to me and I wait until the first bell rings, signaling for me to go in. Coming round the front I see a hundred or so kids walking into the school. I merge in with them and find the principles office, asking for my schedule and locker number. Placing my stuff inside the metal locker I head to my first class and introduce myself to the other kids. The teacher directs me to and seat in the back and I stare out the window, the teachers words floating past me as my mind blanks. The noise of another bell brings me back to reality and I walk down the halls to find my next class. On the way a dude bumps into me, making me drop my book. Cussing to myself I bend down to pick it up and he helps; looking at his face, something seems familiar about him...
“Are you better this morning?” He asks, his voice sweet as honey and filled with kindness.
That's who he is. Awkwardness fills me knowing that he goes to this school.
“Oh... Hi.”
He smiles and hands me my papers. Bowing I leave him and find a seat in my next class. About ten minutes into it though, the same guy comes in and sits next to me. I look at him, surprised he's in my class and he does the same to me. His face is flawless looking, beautiful and handsome at the same time. I remember my face then, then long scratch and bruises on it. Embarrassed I turn away back to my notebook which I had been doodling in.
“Kevin,” the teacher turns his gaze to the chair next to me where the guy is sitting who looks up at the mention of that name, “Why did you come in late?”
“Oh, my manager was here and had to tell the guys and I something about practice later, sorry.”
Manager? Does that mean he's Kevin from...
“Okay, but don't let it distract you from your studies,” the teacher turns back to his presentation and I look over to the boy next to me.
His white, styled hair, his face and--
“What?” He looks at me and his face shows an innocent happiness that is laced with curiosity.
I whip my head around and stare out the window, feeling my face turn red. A poke startles me and I look to see him again looking at me, smiling. I nod and try to smile back but I'm sure it looked awful and start to write “notes” in my book to appear busy. Once the teacher dismisses us from class for lunch I grab my stuff quickly and am about to get up and leave when Kevin leans over and looks at me,
“Hi!” He says happily, “You're the girl I saw last night, right?”
I nod hesitantly, “Oh, yeah.”
He gives a squinty smile and holds out an extended hand, “I'm Kevin!”
I shake his hand quickly and stand up, “Nice to meet you, I'm Jay” I bow and then try to leave when he give me a small hug, making me blush again.
“I hope you're better from last night, even though I don't know what happened, stay strong,” He gives a “Fighting!!” and giggles.
For the first time in a while I actually feel a little better and smile with him.
“Do you have anyone to eat lunch with?”
I shake my head, “No, this is my first day here.”
“Yay!” He grabs my hand pulls me out of the room and through the crowded hallways.
We arrive at his locker and he opens it to grab his lunch then turns to me, “Where's your locker?”
“Just a little ways down from here,” I point down the hall.
We walk over to mine then I open it and put some of my books in then grab a small bag which has a sandwich in it.
“Ooooh, what is that?” Kevin tries to steal it to see and I laugh, surprising myself at his attempts to take it.
“It's just a sandwich,” I chuckle at him.
He laughs too and gestures for me to follow him as he leads the way outside and underneath a tree where a couple other guys are.
“Hyung!” A shorter brown-haired boy runs up and hugs him.
Ruffling his hair Kevin smiles at him. Next a tall dude stands up and smiles, “Hey, what took so long...” he fades as he sees me standing and watching rather awkwardly.
Jumping over by my side, Kevin puts his hands on my shoulders and rests his chin on my head, “I found a friend. This is Jay,” he smiles brightly, “She doesn't know anyone since this is her first day so I thought she could eat with us!”
“Hi! I'm Dongho,” the cute, boyish ones waves sweetly.
“Hey,” extending his hand the other one smiles, “my name's Soohyun.”
I shake it, “Nice to meet you.”
Pushes me over to the tree, Kevin pulls me down to sit next to him and he gets out his lunch so I do the same, “Thanks for letting me eat with you,” I say to the three, smiling a real smile.
“Heehee no problem,” Dongho says through a mouthful of food.
Swallowing he turns his head slightly, looking at me, “What happened to your face?” He asks, looking curiously at my cut.
Turning a little I bring my hand over the cut, “Uh--”
“Dongho, gimme some of your food, I'm starving!” Kevin abruptly changes the subject and Dongho looks at his hyung happily, giving him some food.
I keep eating but steal a glance at Kevin, thankful to him.
“There you guys are! Where the heck have you been,” Soohyun shouts out and I turn around to see three other guys jogging over to us.
“Our class ran late, man I'm starving!”
One of them looks at me then points to me and looks at Soohyun for an explanation, “Oh, this is Jay, it's her first day apparently and Kevin brought her with him.”
“Kevin?!”
“I know right? I was surprised too,” Soohyun laughs and the three of them sit down.
“I'm Hoon,” Hoon's red hair makes him easy to distinguish and I bow my head slightly in response.
“Kiseop,” the guy who pointed at me says with a grin.
“My name's Eli, nice to meet you Jay.”
As I continue to eat I realize that all of U-Kiss is eating with me and I feel kind of giddy inside. I notice Eli and Kiseop are both looking at me funny and Eli takes in a breath to say something but I see Kevin shoot him a harsh look and he shakes his head and continues to eat. Once I finish my sandwich I look to Kevin, “Thanks for today and...” I look down, “Yesterday too. See ya around,” I smile and bow to the other who do the same, all have mouthfuls of food.
Standing up with me Kevin looks at me concerned, “Why are you leaving so soon? Classes don't start for another 20 minutes.”
“I just wanted to go for a walk before I have to go sit in at those desks again,” smiling I wave bye to him and he looks a little sad but waves back at me as I walk away.
Truthfully, my chest feels like knives are piercing into me with every breath, I should probably see a doctor, and it's starting to make me a little sick. Putting my hand over my stomach I find an area of the school grounds that deserted and lean against the outside of the school. Closing my eyes I try not to think about the pain but it doesn't work. A sudden wave of nausea takes me and I throw up, coughing up the little lunch I ate. Still throwing up I feel someone behind me, patting my back but I can't look up to see who it is until I finally stop, gasping for breath.
“I thought you didn't look so good,” the now recognizable voice of Kevin says to me and I look up at him, his sympathetic gaze catching with my eyes.
“Did you,” I cough again, thankfully nothing comes up though, “Did you follow me here?”
“Yeah, you looked a little sickly when you left us so I figured I'd make sure you're okay,” he smiles at me.
“Well,” I wipe my mouth and look away, “thank you.”
Again putting his hands on my shoulders he turns me to the school, “I'll show you the way to the nurses office,” he brings me through the school and into the office where I see a female nurse is typing on a computer.
Looking up at us kindly she fixes her glasses, “Can I help you two with something?”
“Yeah,” Kevin points to me, “She's not feeling well, she threw up outside.”
“Oh okay,” she gestures behind a curtain, “right this way.”
I follow her back and she tells me to sit on a small bed.
She takes a stethoscope and places it on me, staying quiet and listening. Her face changes and she looks at me, and I know the reason. My breathing is short because my ribs and it hurts to much to breath in deeply.
“Do you mind lying back for a moment?” She asks kindly.
I lay back onto the bed and she starts to feel along my rib cage until I stifle a breath and she looks at me, “Do you know one of your ribs are broken?” She says, concerned.
“I-I sorta figured...”
“When did it happen?”
“Last night.” I don't say anything more, hoping the nurse won't press me for details.
Thankfully show doesn't, “Well, you need to go to a hospital to get professional treatment, you shouldn't let it be. It can be extremely dangerous. I'll put a wrap around it for now so that the bone doesn't shift as easily.” She goes out from the curtain and I wait for her to come back. She brings a bandage and begins to wrap it around my stomach.
“The nausea was probably due to this injury, I'll give you a note so you can leave right away.”
Finishing with a pin, I roll my shirt back down and stand up.
“You're friend is still out waiting for you so you can go now,” the nurse writes something on a piece of paper then hands it to me, “There, go to the hospital now.” She smiles and pulls the curtain back and I see Kevin's face is down cast and he doesn't look up at me.
I try to smile at him, “What's with the look?”
“Just... C'mon, I'll go with you to the hospital.”
“Oh, no you don't have--”
He interrupts me by grabbing my hand and I decide to just go with him. All the classes have started and no one is in the halls.
“What about your classes?” I ask him, not wanting to cause trouble.
“It's fine, I don't even come to school everyday because of our schedules so I'm sure it'll be fine,” he gives a half-hearted smile.
We leave school and get on the bus. After we arrive, a nurse shows us to a room and we sit and wait for the doctor. Unexpectedly Kevin stands up, “Um, I can leave if you don't want me in here.”
“No!” I blink at my reaction, “Um, no. I would rather someone else were with me, if you don't mind that is.”
Smiling a little Kevin sits back down and we wait until the door finally opens and the doctor comes in.