Friends? He says with a confused look on his flawless face. I look slowly at the bloody dirt below me. I look at my nuckles where I had punched the brick and blood started to poor. I look at him like I wasn't hurt and kept walking. Sure I guess I said hesitantly. I look back down and cough. I turned around and to my surprise I say Kate behind me with a balled up fist. If you are wondering Kate is my ex best friend. She threw one punch and it was on. I was never going to let anybody push me around... next thing I know I'm in the office drifting off into my thoughts. When I was little my dad was verbally abusive and I was always brought down by those words. I went back to a night when it got bad. My mom tried to call the police but he took the phone from her and he told me to not come out of the room. I heard my mom scream and all I could do was think of what was happening and that I was helpless. That night I promised myself that I would never let anyone control me... probably what started this stupid fight in the first place. I close my eyes and I feel a hand brush against my cheek. It was the nurse attending to the gash on the side of my face. It didn't hurt it was actually numb. Like most pain in my life is. I start to get angry and ask to leave... she won't let me. I see jake the guy I dream of slowly enter the room. I guess he got cough to. Wow you finally woke up he said... WOKE UP WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT! He laughed at me and then I saw Kate with a smug look on her face like she won. I pushed the nurse out of the way and find jake pulling me back from ripping the look off her face.
