Matthew trusted her. She was his only and bestest friend. She was very dear to him even if he was afraid of letting her close. Afraid to lose her because of his father. Or because of the fact he was abused. His father and mother told him nobody would believe him. And that even if they did believe him they would hate him. He didn't want her to hate him. He wanted her to stay in his life. To keep him ever so slightly happy. He had a bad concussion and it was so so hard to stay awake. He whimpered and cried out in pain as she sat him up against her. Tears trailing down his cheek from how much pain he was in. He felt her head resting on his. Feeling her tears land on his head. All of it just like a background scene and noise. He zoned in and out as his eyes closed and then he forced them open. "Try...ing..." He got out. His words slurring further as he slipped deeper into unconsciousness. It was so hard to stay awake.<br/><br/>He heard her whispering over and over again to fight and keep awake. His eyes lulling closed then with obvious struggle slid open again. She was his strength. He would have rather slipped into a coma to escape this pain but for her he was trying to fight it. Trying...and losing. He heard her crying faintly at the back of his mind. She spoke to him again. Crying out in pain as his jacket was getting quite thoroughly soaked with his blood. The bleeding beginning to slow but it was a deep cut. Luckily it missed the artery near there. Just barely but it did. His head began to lull downwards then slowly went back up. He was trying...oh he was trying. He just...didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Her cheek was rubbing against his cheek but he was barely noticing now. In fact it didn't even register. His best friend was here. He cried out in pain as he was moved by her uncle. Weakly trying to flail and pull away then flinching as if subconsciously expecting a blow to follow this.<br/><br/>As he was lifted into the car his right hand just flopped and dangled there lifelessly due to being broken. He soon felt the tiger. Opening his eyes just a little with his vision blurred. He saw the tiger but his gaze just would not focus on anything. His eyes sliding shut once more. He was starting to lose again. He couldn't fight it...the darkness seeped into his mind and jerked him down into it roughly. His mind shutting down to escape the pain. His eyes lulled closed. He fell into a pain filled sleep. His eyelids closed but fluttering showing even as he fell unconscious he was trying to wake back up. Trying his hardest to stay awake even as he fell asleep.