‘That’ Side Character Chapter 16: Protective Kenma

“It’s ok. Thank you,” he said, putting his hand on your arm to stop you, “you can leave it there.” 

“Sure?” you asked.

He nodded.

“Ok.” You smiled.

He went back to playing his game, while you just sat back and looked at his face for a while.

“He’s nice to look at,” you thought, before looking back down at your phone again.

The following day was Monday. Project presentation day.

You were prepared this time! And carried the cardboard diagram with pride.

Kenma, was holding onto a few other pieces, walking behind you while you chatted back to him.

As you were rounding the front of the school, 5 guys on bikes came tearing in from the opposite direction and thought that they could cut in front of you to get through the school gates first but you were too pre-occupied, talking back to Kenma that you didn’t see them… And didn’t stop.

Kenma saw what was going to happen at the last minute and reached out to grab you but he was just a little late and the lead guy, on his bike, ran straight into you.

You, cardboard diagram, guy, and bike, all went crashing to the ground.

The other members of the biked up gang somehow managed to avoid crashing into you but one happened to smash his front wheel into your ankle- whacking it pretty hard.

You had already gasped and screamed when you were collected by the first bike, but cried out again when your ankle got smacked and Kenma put the project things down to come to your aid.

“Are you ok, Y/N?” he asked, pulling you out of the rubble that consisted of bike pieces, limbs and other bits and pieces.

Your school shirt was ripped and you had serious grazes down your left side where you had been scrubbed into the concrete but he hadn’t seen what had happened to your ankle because there was so much going on.

“What the hell?!” the first guy, who had run into you, yelled as he got up and dusted himself off, “who walks right into the path of oncoming bikes? Are you stupid?”

You looked up at the guy, tears brimming in your eyes as Kenma helped you up.

“I didn’t see you,” you said timidly as you tried to put weight on your right foot but couldn’t.

“Didn’t see me?” he scoffed, “I’m on a bike for god’s sake, how can you not see a bike?” He then looked down at his mangled transport item. “And look at it!” he added with disgust.

He pointed to the crumpled front wheel that had hit you, and you looked down sadly at it.

“I’m sorry,” you said, sniffing and wiping your eyes.

“That’s not gonna cut it,” he snapped angrily.

“Well, I don’t know what else to—,”

“You’ll be paying for a new bike and I’ll be telling the principal that you ran into me. Which you did.”

“But I didn’t! You hit me, I—.”

“She ran smack into me, didn’t she boys?” he asked his fellow friends on their bikes and they all nodded with evil smirks on their faces.

Fresh tears brimmed along your lower lid as you tried to find the right words to say back.

But suddenly Kenma stepped in front of you, his face dark and theatening.

His eyes were intense, even when he wasn’t angry, so although you couldn’t see the look on his face because his back was now facing you, you could imagine just how pissed he looked.

“You know it was your fault,” he said darkly to the guy who had run you over.

The guy didn’t know how to take this suddenly dark character and backed away a little.

“Apologize, now.” Kenma demanded.

“Don’t… get in peoples way again,” the guy stammered as he reached down and dragged his bike away from the two of you.

The rest of the crew all slunk away and Kenma stood there in a defensive stance in front of you until they had all moved on, then he turned around to you.

“I’m sorry. I’m not much of a fighter but I know a monster when I see one and I wasn’t going to let it win… he still didn’t apologize though,” he said sadly.

You nodded.

“That’s ok…Thanks though.” You sniffed.

“Is your leg hurt?” he asked, seeing that you were balancing on your left leg.

“Yeah,” you nodded sadly.

“I’ll take you to the nurse,” he said.

“No. She’ll just make fun of me,” you replied sadly, “I’ll be ok.”

“But your shirt…”

You looked down to see it was ripped open and showing your middle.

“Oh!” you gasped with a mortified with expression on your face.

“Here,” he said, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders and placing it over your shoulders 

“Thank you,” you said in a small voice as you pulled it on and pulled the two sides together to cover your front.

You looked down at the cardboard on the ground and picked it up, still balancing on one leg, then gave him a teary smile.

“I always practiced hopping on one leg just in case I got into a car accident and had to have one leg amputated… or if I survived a shark attack and it took a leg,” you said to him, half hopping, half limping with the toe of your right shoe on the ground.

Kenma walked slowly with you to your locker, and helped you put some things away, then you went with him to his locker, then off to class you went together.

You were at school quite early that morning so he had you well and truly in your seat before anyone else turned up and you waited until class started then the teacher called on you and Kenma to come forward and present.

Everything ached as you stood up and you did your best to not draw attention to yourself as you hobble-limped to the front of the room.

Kenma was a little concerned for you, but didn’t help too much, knowing that it would draw more attention to your plight, and the teacher would make a big spectacle of you if she found out what happened.

“Are you ok?” he whispered to you when you got to the front of the classroom.

You nodded at him.

“Now. Y/N,” the teacher said brusquely, “you’re up first to talk, please present what your project was on.”

You nodded, then gave a short description of what you and Kenma had done, but the teacher didn’t seem too impressed and sat back in her chair with her arms crossed.

“And can you please explain the time period this occurred in?” The teacher asked, asking a pointed question about the project.

“Yes, it was modern era,” you replied. 

That had actually never been part of the project, it was only that a few pictures online had mentioned the era and you had remembered it well enough to answer her question. 

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