Chapter 8 - Glass Hurts

“Don’t worry, ill do that” Gerard said, pulling a dustpan and brush from the cupboard under the sink.
“No it’s alright; I’ve got most of it in my hands now!” I said, walking over to the bin and brushing the glass out of my hand carefully into the bin. I obviously didn’t brush it off my hand carefully enough, because I managed to get a big chunk of glass wedged into my hand. I hissed in pain and grasped my hand. Gerard turned around and asked what’s up
“Oh, I’ve just got a piece of glass in my hand that’s all” I said a tear in my eye from the pain
“Let’s see” He said, pulling me over to him. Blood was now rapidly trickling down my hand and onto the carpet. Gerard looked at it and then put my hand under freezing water. I jumped at the temperature of the water. Gee smiled and then tried to ease the piece of glass out of my hand, it wasn’t budging willingly.
“Im going to have to get some tweezers, stay there ill be right back” Gerard said, running into the living room and opening a draw. Seconds later he came running back in armed with tweezers. The water was still running on my hand and it was FREEZING. My hand was numb, which probably helped coz now I couldn’t feel the pain as bad. Gerard grabbed the piece of glass between the tweezers and pulled on it gently. Eventually the glass came free from my hand and a fountain of blood rushed out of my hand and into the sink. The red liquid ran down the sink and stained the side. After a few minutes, the blood still hadn’t stopped running from my hand, so Gerard went in search of a plaster and a bandage. He came back with a big plaster and a long piece of bandage. He took my hand out from under the water and quickly placed the plaster over it. I winced in pain as he gently wrapped a bandage around my hand. When he’d finished, I thanked him and then hugged him. He hugged me back, pulling me closer to him. At that moment, his mum walked in through the door and saw us hugging in the kitchen. She smiled and greeted me, saying how long it was since she last saw me here at her house. I smiled and started talking to her freely about how nice her house was and how nicely decorated it was. She walked into the kitchen and saw the few pieces of glass on the floor that I hadn’t managed to pick up. She looked at the glass then at my hand and said to Gerard how he should have been the one picking up the glass, not me. Mrs. Way was very quick at working things like that out in her head. She brushed up the last few pieces of glass and then walked over to Gerard. She questioned him about the plaster on his nose and then stood there while Gerard explained what had happened. As soon as his mum turned around, Gerard grabbed a bottle of water and then pulled me out of the kitchen and up the stairs. We walked along the corridor, past Mikey’s bedroom where we heard people running around and laughing. Gerard laughed, raised one eyebrow and then said
“Something’s going on in there” I laughed and raised one eyebrow as well. We walked into Gerard’s room and sat on the bed. Gerard walked over to the TV and put Kerrang on. One of my favourite songs came on and I started singing along quietly. Gerard was obviously listening and started saying how I had a good singing voice. I obviously denied it because I didn’t think I could sing well ATALL. We ended up in an argument about who was right and in the end neither of us could agree! There was a bang next door, a cry of pain and then a lot of laughter. Obviously someone had fallen and whacked their head against the wall. We laughed and then lay back on the bed. Time flew by fast and Gerard’s mum brought up some pizza on a plate for us to share. I thanked Mrs. Way for letting me stay the night and she said it was perfectly okay and then smiled at me and wandered out the room to deliver some pizza to Mikey and Emma.

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