Ansel’s P.O.V
As I’m sitting in the First Aid room swallowing pills to ease the pain I notice the door open. Anastasia walks in with her arm around Julien for support. She’s obviously not doing well.
“Oh honey, come take a seat.” Says the nurse. “I’m guessing it’s to do with the fire. Can you tell me what happened?”
“Em, uh…I” Anastasia manages to say.
“I was with her, she was finding it hard to breathe and then she passed out but woke up after a couple of minutes.” I interrupted.
“Oh, okay. Are you two together?” she asks.
I chuckle and Anastasia glares at me. The nurse walks off to get medication for Sia…Anastasia.
“What was that for…?” Anastasia asks.
“Oh God, here we go again.” I reply.
“I’m sorry about earlier, I didn’t mean to be rude. I was just looking out for you, you know the type of person she is. I just want you to be treated like you should be, you deserve so much. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’re there for me not just today but always. Like when Daniel died, I knew I could always talk to you and just now with my parents even though I feel like I have no one I know you’ll support me.”
I didn’t know what to say. I pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms around her. I felt her heartbeat against my chest. Everything was okay again…
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Rothwood High
Teen FictionIn every school you have the jocks, the mean girls, the nerds etc, but at Rothwood High it takes it to a whole new level. Scheming, backstabbing and a whole of omfg moments that will keep you wanting more…
