Kicked Around

Erik looked inside of a car and saw a woman with her tits pressed against the glass as a guy was fucking her from behind in the backseat. Erik turned his head in the other direction and saw a girl bent outside a 3rd-floor window of a dorm building as she was being fucked by a guy on the inside of the room. The sexy sounds of their moans filled the air as Erik kept walking, taking in the sights of all of these random people having sex in public for everyone to see.

As time went on, the sex became more aggressive. Men were pulling women's hair, smacking their asses, calling them degrading names, fucking them harder and faster. Erik liked this at first, but then some of the men were outright abusing the women. One man, closed fist punched one of the women in the face. She fell to the ground bloody and screamed. The man jumped on her and pinned her to the ground, choking her as she cried for help. He was raping the woman as Erik watched in horror. "STOP!" Erik yelled.

Then, suddenly, everyone stopped. Everyone in the entire world stopped what they were doing... and then, they looked at Erik. Everyone... stopped walking, stopped talking, stopped fucking... and stared at Erik. They had looks of anger on their faces. All of them, including the abused women. Erik was shocked and didn't know what to do. Erik began to gradually back away. Then, he felt the presence of someone behind him. Erik slowly turned around, and there were Dave and Bob, with devious smiles on their faces. The music slowed and became a heavy death metal power cord that produced a feeling of terror.

Erik jolted awake in his desk chair. His pants were down, and he was still holding his dick. The porn video was still playing on the laptop in front of him. "This is not working," Erik thought to himself. He closed his eyes to try and clear his mind. "Just stay away from them, and everything will be alright. Just... Stay inside... Go to class, come back to the room, and do nothing else. They can't get you in here, and you can always call the cops if they try."

Erik took several deep breaths. "They aren't trying to get you," Erik said to himself. "They don't care about you. Nothing has happened. Nothing will happen." Erik took another deep breath. This self-denial of the situation was able to calm Erik enough to study again. He pulled his pants up and opened his Psychology study guide. The test was tomorrow, and he had a lot of material to cover.

Chapter 18

Erik jolted awake in his desk chair. He was up late last night studying for the Psychology exam. His anxiety was getting the better of him again, so at around 5 AM, he decided to give himself a quick hit of his drug to calm his nerves. Another rough sex video. This time, the girl was tied up in a sex chamber and being whipped, paddled, and fucked until she was screaming. The result put him to sleep on his chair, again. Erik saw the time and realized that if he didn't move quickly, he was going to be late to his Psychology midterm. He jumped out of his chair, tripped on the pants that were around his ankles and fell flat on his face. He was still groggy from jolting awake, so he wasn't able to protect himself during the fall. His nose exploded in blood.

Erik grabbed his face and saw the blood. "Fuck!," he yelled. Erik thought that he might have broken his nose. Erik quickly took off his shirt and started to wipe the blood off. He saw how much had come out and panicked. "What the fuck do I do??" he thought. Erik looked in the mirror on his closet door and saw that the impact seemed to cause the most amount of blood. However, it was still streaming down from his nostrils. Erik pulled up his pants and went to the bathroom. He washed his face so he could see how severe the wound was.

He remembered seeing people pinch their nose and put their head back. So he tried that. The blood ran down the back of his throat, and he began to choke on it. He started hacking up blood and spitting it into the sink. "That was fucking stupid," he said to himself. Bret walked into the bathroom.

"Where the fuck you been?" Bret said. Erik looked over, blood running down his nose still. Bret saw that Erik looked like he was punched in the face. "What the fuck happened to you? Those fuckers rough you up?"

"No, I fell," Erik said.

"Is this one of those, 'no he didn't hit me, I swear. I tripped making dinner, type things?'" Bret said. "Don't protect those assholes."

"No, I really fell," Erik said embarrassed.

"What were you doing?" Bret asked.

"I...," Erik started. "I woke up late. And I rushed out of bed, tripped and fell."

"You are one clumsy fuck, man," Bret said. "I think I got some gauze bandages and shit. You're probably going to want to get to the doctor though. If that thing is broke, they're going to need to straighten it out for you. Let me get something cold."

Bret walked out of the bathroom and walked back in with two cans of soda.

"Here, hold these on both sides for 5 min to bring down the swelling," Bret said. "Take this gauze too. It might help."

Erik followed the instructions and eventually, the bleeding started to go down.

"I have to go, or I'm going to be late for the exam," Erik said.

"Alright," Bret said. "Pack some shit up your nose for the test, so you don't bleed all over the paper. Use the gauze or some tissue or something like that. Go to the ER after and have them take a look at that thing. Looks pretty nasty. There's a hospital a couple of blocks away."

Erik went to his room and looked in the mirror. He took the gauze that Bret gave him and started to wrap it around his face. After he was done, he stared at himself in the mirror as the blood seeped through.

"I look like a defective ninja," Erik said to himself. Erik removed the gauze and decided to pack his nose with a box of tissue that he had. Then he changed his clothes, threw the box of tissue in his backpack and rushed out to the bus stop. Erik made it just in time and rode the bus to class. When Erik arrived at the building, he didn't notice Jessica walking behind him. Erik walked into the class past Bob, who laughed to himself at the site of Erik. Erik took a seat and soon after, Jessica walked into the classroom. She saw Erik's nose stuffed with tissue.

"Are you alright?" Jessica asked Erik.

"Yeah," Erik said quickly, embarrassed.

"What happened?" Jessica asked. Erik looked at Bob who was still laughing to himself.

"I fell," Erik said. Professor Hand walked into the classroom with a stack of papers.

"Alright everyone!" he said. "Put all your books, notes, study guides, phones, laptops, anything else that isn't a number 2 pencil away. It's time for your midterm." Professor Hand looked at Erik who had a tissue box on his desk. The instructor watched Erik pull a bloody tissue out of his nose, crumble up the tissue, toss it into his backpack, take another tissue and stuff it up his nose. Erik slowly started to move the tissue box to his backpack.

"Tissue is also OK," Professor Hand said. Erik stopped and put the tissue box back on his desk. Bob continued laughing to himself.

All of the students quietly took the test. When Erik was done, he handed in his exam and walked out of the room toward the bus stop. Bob finished quickly after and followed Erik out of the room. "Dave catch up with you this morning?" Bob asked.

"No," Erik said, walking faster.

"Whoa, slow down," Bob said. "I just want to know who you pissed off."

"Noone," Erik said. "I fell."

"So you... just fell?" Bob asked.

"Yes," Erik said. Bob couldn't contain himself and burst out laughing.

"I thought for sure Dave beat the shit out of you," Bob said. "He's going to laugh his ass off when he finds out the floor did it for him."

"What?" Jessica said behind Bob. Erik and Bob turned toward her. "What did you say?"

"I was just laughing at Erik's story about falling," Bob said hoping she didn't hear what he just said. "It's funny. Tell her Erik."

"Dave is going to beat the shit out of Erik?" Jessica asked.

"Noooo," Bob said. "Who said anything about Dave? I was laughing that Erik fell on his face for no reason. I mean, c'mon. You can't see where you're going? Haha." Jessica looked at Erik who held his head in shame.

The bus arrived, and everyone got on. At the dorm, several people got off the bus, including Bob and Jessica. Erik looked out the window, watching Bob still trying to convince Jessica that he wasn't talking about Dave. Erik stayed on the bus as it started moving again. Erik kept riding the bus until it came to a stop near the campus medical center. Erik exited the bus and walked two blocks to the medical building.

The campus medical center ER was empty. Erik didn't have to wait long to see a doctor. After signing in, he sat down in the waiting room until a nurse opened the door to the examining rooms. "Erik," she said. "Doctor Guppi Guppi will see you now." Erik walked back into the room. After 5 minutes, a short Indian man with a thick Indian accent walked through the door.

"Ello," the doctor said. "I am Dr. Guppi Guppi. Whasa happenin ere?"

"I think I broke my nose," Erik said.

"Oh ya," the doctor said with an Indian accent. "Ya. What did you do?"

"I fell," Erik said.

"Stop drinking," the doctor said. "Too many drinking injuries. Stop drinking."

"I wasn't drinking," Erik said.

"You fell on yo face, and you weren't all messied up'd?" the doctor asked.

Erik was surprised at the doctor's forward assertiveness.

"No," Erik said. "I was up late studying. I was getting dressed, I tripped and fell on my face."

The doctor looked at him in amazement. Then, he started to laugh.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes!," Erik said, frustrated.

"Oh ma god," the doctor said laughing. "I hear lots o stuff, but tat is a first." Erik could feel his face turning red.

"OK," the doctor said examining the nose pushing on the sides of the bridge. Erik was wincing in pain.

"You broke it," the doctor said. "Or yo nose broke yo fall." The doctor let out a laugh again turning to walk toward a nearby cabinet. The doctor put on two surgical gloves and walked back over to Erik.

"OK," the doctor said. "This goin to hurt."

"What are you doing?" Erik asked.

"Yo nose is broke'd," the doctor said. "I set it. You feel pain. I give you pills, you sleep, and you feel better."

"OK," Erik said uneasily.

"OK," the doctor said placing his thumbs on Erik's nose while palming the sides of his face. "Ere we go. Small pinch." The doctor twisted his thumbs as he pushed. There was a small cracking sound.

"Uhh!," Erik gasped as his eyes went crossed and closed. He went limp.

"No, no!" the doctor yelled at him as he caught Erik from falling. "No pass out! Nurse! I've got a Paassy!," which sounded like "I've got a pussy."

The nurse entered the room seeing the doctor holding Erik up by his head. "What happened?" she asked.

"He paassy out," the doctor yelled. "Git mi da salts!" The nurse ran to the cabinet and broke a vial in half and stuck it under Erik's nose. Erik's eyes opened wide as he sprung awake.

"OK," the doctor said. "You good?"

Erik nodded, blinking rapidly. "What happened?"

"You paassy out," the doctor said, which sound like "You pussied out."

"What?" Erik asked.

"You paassy out," the doctor said again.

"What?" Erik asked again.

"You passed out dear," the nurse said.

"OK," the doctor said walking back to his clipboard. "I give yo pain meds. You sleep. Keep head up. Doe not blow yo nose! Come back ina one week you still bleedin."

Erik walked out of the medical center with bandages around his nose and a bottle of pain meds. He had an hour to kill before his next test, so he decided to get lunch. Everywhere he went, people asked him if he was OK. Erik kept saying he fell and everyone gave him a suspicious look. Erik wondered what they would say if he told them he got into a fight, but he wasn't good at keeping a lie going, so he decided not to.

After lunch, Erik went to his math test. Jessica was already there and gave Erik a look of pity as he walked into the classroom. Erik didn't like that look at all.

"How are you feeling?" Jessica asked as Erik sat down.

"OK," he said.

"Did you go to the doctor?" she asked.

"Yeah," Erik said. "He set my nose and bandaged me up."

"So you broke it?" Jessica asked.

"Yeah," Erik said. "It sucks."

"Yeah I bet," Jessica said.

The instructor came in and passed out the tests. Erik finished his exam quickly, feeling very confident that he did well. He rode the bus back alone and went to his room to lie down. The pills said to take 2 with food. Erik's head was throbbing, and he was tired. He grabbed some night time cold medicine and took a shot of it along with 2 of the pain meds. After 20 minutes, the pain felt like it was getting worse. So, he took 2 more. After another 20 minutes, he was about to get two more, but then he realized that he could barely move. His arms felt like jello, and the world had slowed down to a crawl. Soon, Erik was fast asleep.

"Erik?" a woman's voice could be heard as a whispering echo. "Erik?" The voice grew louder. "Erik? ... Erik?" The darkness faded into light. The colors swirled, and Erik felt like he was spinning and falling. A figure could be made out as he continued falling further down the spiral. The light felt like it was getting further away as he fell, but then suddenly, his downward spiral ended. The light caught up, and the haziness around him started to form a clearer picture with sound. "Erik?" the voice sounded familiar. This was the only sound Erik could hear. All around him was silence and darkness, except this one figure and this one voice.

"Mom?" Erik called out quietly.

"Hey, Erik. How are you feeling?" The figure was coming more into focus.

"Where am I?" Erik asked. The colors of the world began to change from white to more of a dark blue. Then, the colors shifted to a darkish orange, as if it were close to sunset.

"I'm here Erik," the voice continued. "No matter what happens..." The colors grew deeper. There was a swirl of red. The figure standing over him came into crystal clarity. It was a dead cow, dripping blood from its eyes, its horns on fire. The voice of the figure changed into a deep, demonic, ominous tone. It raised a humanlike hand with long fingers. The middle finger was raised and pointed toward Erik, while the other fingers were curled below. Suddenly, the figure's entire hand engulfed in flames, and its middle finger glowed red hot, like heated metal. At that same moment, the creature's eyes set fire, and the flames burned a fiery yellow and red. It held the finger to Erik's head, burning into his forehead. Erik tried to scream, but he couldn't. The finger continued to push deeper into Erik's skull. The pain was excruciating.

The voice spoke once more. "I'll be right here."

Erik's head sprung up from the ground. He had been laying on his stomach, on the side of his face. His face was wet with spit and blood as he drooled and bled from his nose all over himself in the night. It was 6 AM the next morning. Erik was groggy, and his face hurt. He crawled over to his mini-fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He drank it as fast as he could, spilling water all over his face in the process. Then he crawled over to his bed and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was 11 AM on Saturday. Erik was starving since he hadn't eaten for almost 24 hours. He looked at himself in the mirror and realized that he needed to clean himself up. Erik cleaned off his face and changed his dressing. Then, he walked to the cafeteria, picked up a tray of food and brought it back upstairs. Erik took two pain meds and fell back asleep. He woke up once more about 5 PM and did the same thing over again. Erik continued this cycle, trying to heal and recover by sleeping away the time.

On Sunday afternoon, Erik woke up still feeling horrible. All of the sleep did not leave him feeling rested. Instead, Erik felt even more tired, but his body was too rested to sleep any longer. He changed the dressing again and went downstairs to the cafeteria for food. They were still serving leftover Breakfast sandwiches and coffee. Erik brought the food back to his room, where there was now several food trays along with trash piles all over the room. Erik ate his meal and decided to take more pain medicine. Erik looked and saw that he only had two more pain meds left and felt he should save them. So, he drank some more nighttime cold medicine. He felt very sore, so he decided to take a double dose. Then, he sat down with a glass of water in his hand.

The upper/downer combination of the coffee and cold medicine had a horrible effect on him. Erik sat on the chair in his room, staring at his TV which was turned off. He sat there staring for an hour. Then, he had forgotten that he had taken the cold medicine and took the two remaining pain meds from the bottle. He swallowed them and continued staring at the TV. After another hour, he suddenly grabbed his phone and cast the classic pornographic film, "Debbie Does Dallas" to his TV, thinking he was turning on a regular movie, not a porno. Erik just looked straight ahead, unphased. There was a knock at the door, and Bret walked in the room just as the TV was showing a threeway in a shower.

"Hey, let's go get some din... Whoa, what the...," Bret stopped in surprise. "Am I catching you a bad time?" Two women were fucking some random guy on the TV as the sounds of their screams and moans poured out of the speakers.

Erik's back was turned to the door. Erik was facing straight ahead at the TV. Bret slowly walked forward afraid of what he was about to see. There he saw a fully clothed Erik staring straight ahead at the screen.

"Holy shit man," Bret said relieved. "I thought I was about ready to walk in on one of those strangulation jack off things gone wrong. I've seen enough shit, so you can spare me that one."

"Go awayee," Erik said.

"C'mon," Bret said. "Let's go get some dinner." Bret walked around Erik toward the TV. "And, let's turn this off. Otherwise tons of fun will plant his fat ass down and won't leave your room until he paints your walls white." Bret turned off the TV and looked at Erik.

"Leave," Erik said staring straight ahead at the blank screen.

"Dude," Bret said. "That smashed nose got you all fucked up in the head." Bret walked back toward the door. "Let's go get some food man. Then we'll smoke some weed, have some laughs."

"Nots in da mood," Erik said.

Bret looks down. "Jessica is coming over with Lexi tonight," Bret said with a smile. Erik turned around. Bret looked back at Erik. "Don't make me use the ogre as my wingman."

Erik turned back around and faced the TV. "I thought she has a boyfriend," Erik said.

"I think they broke up," Bret said. Erik turned around and looked at Bret.

"Really?" Erik said.

"That's what I heard," Bret said. "They've been fighting all weekend."

"Well... Fuck!," Erik said trying to stand up, spilling the water he had in his hand. Erik stumbled to his feet and was leaning, trying to find something to help hold himself up. As he was clawing at the wall, attempting to keep his balance, he ripped a poster down. Then, his hand found the wall and allowed him to stand.

"I needs... to changes... my's shirts...," Erik said slowly falling over himself as he tried to walk to the closet. Bret stared at Erik in wonder as Erik moved past him, bouncing off Bret and toward the closet.

"You've been drinking?" asked Bret.

"I have not," Erik said pulling a shirt off the hanger. "No beer. I have none. It has gone bad." Erik attempted to pull the shirt over his head, even though he was wearing a shirt already. Bret watched him, trying to figure out what was wrong with Erik. Erik got lost in the shirt and fell backward into his closet. Bret looked at Erik's desk counter and saw the cold medicine and the prescription pain pill bottle.