I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Sixteen~

"Do the homework, or I'll take your wallet tomorrow. Give it back to me, here, at 8 am. I'll be waiting, Hunt."

Trembling I nod and he gives me all their homework, piling it up to one big stack the size of my head.

They finally leave me alone and I sigh, staring at the daunting task that was ahead of me.

Damn it Vivian. Way to go. Can't even go to the toilet without worrying for my life. Jeez.

With no other choice, I had to head home and pull an all nighter, again.

Trisha's POV

The heart monitor beeps and beeps and beeps. God, it's driving me insane. But it told me that she was still alive, still breathing.

Her nose was horribly bashed in, her face was demented. The doctors said that her injuries wouldn't cost her her life, but it would put her in a coma.

Days passed, and she was still hanging in there.

"Hey! Where's the homework Hunt? Huh?! I told you we would take your wallet, didn't I?! Well? GIVE IT!"

He lunges forward and snatches my wallet, the pack of boys laughing at me. They then kick me to the ground and start to punch and kick.

"The next time you don't finish our homework, there'll be hell to pay. You won't live."

With a stern point of a finger, they exited the toilet, leaving me bruised.

I want to get the fuck out of this school. No friends, just bullies who want to kill me.

"Please wake up. Please."

As if she heard my words, her eyes slowly open, and I finally see those beautiful eyes I always loved.

I move forward from the chair to hold her hand, grasping it tightly but not too tight. After her eyes opened, her hands started to move.

"Wh...where?..."

"Vivian, Vivian. It's me. Trisha. You're in the hospital."

"Oh..."

She seemed to calm down before sitting back up and turning towards me, eyes wide.

"Did she hurt you?..."

"No! No, don't worry ok? The authorities apprehended her."

"That's... that's good to hear."

Vivian's POV

This scene brought me bad memories. I was bullied over and over and over again in elementary, middle and high school. Every time, I'd go home with bruises and some times even internal bleeding.

But this was way too much. I was nearly beaten to death. This was a full woman hitting me repeatedly in the face and kicking me a couple of times.

I turn to face Trisha, one hand over my torso. Everything was hurting like hell.

"How long... have you been here?... I'm sorry if I made you... lose sleep or made you skip meals..."

"Oh it's nothing. You saved me back there with my mom, I owe you one. And maybe all those things in the past, I can forgive you."

Smiling, I nod. My head was pounding and it hurt so bad, I wanted to rip something in half.

"Where are the.. the painkillers? My head really hurts..."

She shot up, alert at once, running around the room to find the pills. And when she found them, she came rushing back to me, filling the cup with some water.

"Thank you... Did the doctor say when... when I can be discharged?.."

"Uh... I think he told me I should alert him when you get up. So I probably should."

She uses the phone to ring the nurse, and she comes in almost immediately.

"Yes? Is there a problem?"

"Oh the doctor told me to inform him when she wakes up? And..."

Pointing at me, I swallow the pills and give a little wave at the nurse. The nurse waves back and smiles.

"Who is the doctor?"

"Dr Justin."

"Alright I'll get Dr Justin here. In the meantime, anything else you need?"

"More painkillers please."

"I'll see if I can get you more."

She leaves the room and silence befalls the both of us.

"I'm so glad you're alive Viv. And I really can't believe... I can't.... I can't believe.."

Tears start rolling down and she leaps to hug me on the bed, and I was surprised by the sudden act.

"I can't believe you did that. You could have been killed."

"I couldn't let her hurt you. No hard feelings for punching her?..."

"No, no! Of course not."

The nurse comes in at this moment with the doctor alongside her.

"Hello Vivian. Feeling better?"

"Well I am awake so that's good."

We all chuckle and have a good laugh about it.

"Now, you can be discharged tomorrow. So just one more night here for observation to ensure you're alright and stable, and you'll be out by noon."

"Oh ok. Thanks Dr Justin."

He nods. The nurse then leaves a cup of painkillers on the bedside table for me and a cup of water before leaving with the doctor.

I started to feel a little drowsy.

"Damn those painkillers were strong."

But apparently, ineffective. The pain came back just a few minutes, doubling this time.

"Ugh! My head kills."

I try to rub my temples, but I grew increasingly frustrated, running my hands through my hair.

"You need me to get the doctor Viv?!"

"No, no. I.. I just need more of the pills."

Trisha's POV

Knowing that people can get hooked onto painkillers, as my dad did, I snatch the cup of pills away from her.

"Trisha! I need those...fuck... those.. pills!"

"I don't want you to get addicted. My dad got addicted and everything went downhill from there."

"But Trisha... my head really hurts like hell. Please, I really need them."

"Ok fine. But this is your last few pills. I really don't want you to risk getting addicted alright? I'll go get the doctor, see what he has to say about your headaches."

(please refer back to the intro chapter, the reason for divorce of Viv's parents have changed)
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