Bailey's pov
The searing pain shot me like a dart as I grasped my foot, clad with socks. I hated running with my shoes and now regret not wearing them, though J doubted they would've protected me much.
"Bailey!" Kaleb yelled with a rose of panic and concern. He raced across the field, barreling toward me with a speed I had never seen him use before.
I clutch my foot, clenching my teeth as I look down at the damage. Blood had now stained my socks red but I could not see the culprit of my wound on my foot. My fingers are painted with the warm wetness of my blood as I try to stop the bleeding.
"Baby," Kaleb falls beside me, his trembling hands reaching out for my foot. I hissed and he froze, looking at me worriedly.
The P.E teacher was beside us and some of the concerned students surrounded us too. " What happened?" The teacher demanded, his eyes scanning the field for any signs of the culprit.
"Something sharp," I wince clutching my foot and Kaleb quickly lifts me into his arms, his eyes also in search of the culprit. Then his eyes narrowed on the spot my foot had just been on and his jaw clenched.
"There's fucking glass in the grass," he sneered angrily. And sure enough, there was glass shards in the grass, barely noticeable but my blood on some pushed it into our vision better.
" Why is there glass on the field?" That shocking question came from Juliet who looked down at my foot worriedly.
"Sir we shouldn't be running on a field that isn't safe," she continued, turning to Kaleb. "You should hurry and bring her to the nurse to get it checked out. There's probably still glass in there."
The P. E teacher rushed everyone off the field and said he would alert the school authorities as Kaleb ran with me across the field to the school.
"This is the second time I'm getting hurt today," I whispered as I clung around his neck.
He looks down at me gently, his eyes field with worry. "Do you think those pieces of glass were purposely planted to hurt me?"
I ground my teeth when the pain shot up my leg. Hell. This is going to be a bitch.
Kaleb's lips turned into a line as he frowned. " Could be. But how would they have known you'd be the only one to step on the glass?"
He shoulder opened the nurse's office door and stepped in with me in his arms. The nurse gasped, standing up. "What happened again?" She demanded as Kaleb set me on the bed gently.
"She got hurt again," Kaleb answered her, his eyes dropping to my foot. "This time it's her foot."
She rushed over, her brows drawn into an expression of concern and urgency. She inspected my foot carefully, her lips lining into a frown. She gently removed my sock and reveal the damage the glass had done to my poor foot.
I winced, clutching the edge of the bed and bit into my lip harder to not let out another scream. This one hurt far more than my hand did.
"The wound is deep and there are fragments of glass still embedded in your flesh." She said gravely.
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