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I let out a heavy sigh as I woke up. I could barely see out of my right eye and the left was completely shut. I tried to push myself up but pain shot through my left hand so I opted for my shoulder and my right hand letting out a groan as I pushed my aching body up before I slumped against the wall. I lifted my hand to my face and felt it covered dry blood before I gave a light chuckle that caused my entire chest and abdomen to ache.
This is why I never get into fights. They're way more painful than they look, and they look fucking painful.
I looked at my left hand. It was surrounded by dry blood but still bleeding. My dark jean was soaked in blood from the stab in my leg. I needed to wrap them up before I fainted. I tried not to move too fast or too much as I began taking my shirt off.