I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Seventeen~

"Dr Justin? Hi, sorry to bother you, but is there a way to stop Vivian's headaches? I'm worried that if she keeps consuming painkillers she'll get addicted to them."

"Yes. Yes indeed, I am also worried she will get addicted. But uh, the only other way she can stop these headaches to be hydrated and rest more. There's an infographic somewhere here. I'll pass a copy to you."

"Thanks doc."

I hurry back to Vivian's room, only to see her sleeping.

At least she's getting some rest.

Upon glancing at the bedside table, I see more cups that seemed as if they contained painkillers. Before I left I could've sworn I saw that there was only one on the table that Vivian had already downed.

There were now 3 cups, which meant that Vivian had somehow gotten more when I left to find the doctor.

Shit. That's too many for a span of a few hours.

I have no choice but to wait for her to wake up. So, I sat there and waited for her to snap back to reality.

"Stay away from me! No! No!"

Down came the baseball bat, and another, and another.

"That oughta teach you to lose my homework!"

The bat clatters to the floor, and I shift uncomfortably. My head was pounding, and the rest of my body, aching.

I sobbed softly on the cold, dirty bathroom floor that was probably infested with germs, but I couldn't move an inch. All I could do was lay there till someone was kind enough to get the nurse here.

Eventually, when it became clear that no one was coming to my aid, I got up and limped to the nurse's office myself.

"Oh dear! What happened to you?"

She hurries over to my side to help me get to the bed.

"Someone hit me... with a baseball bat in the toilet."

"Do you know who?"

"Yes. Ken."

"You should report him to the principal. Get him expelled."

"I don't think he can do anything."

"He can. Hitting another student with a bat? And where did he hit you?"

"On the head and... torso."

"Oh you must report him! That is just horrible. Come on now, I'll bring you there. I'll explain to your teacher later. Come on now."

This nurse was so kind. Too kind in fact. I don't deserve her kindness. I don't.

"What seems to be the problem nurse?"

"She got beaten up by someone with a baseball bat-"

"A baseball bat?! Who was it young lady?"

He whipped out a pen and notepad at once, seemingly interested in this case. This was all too much for me. The nurse acting nice, the principal actually wanting to know what happened.

"Well, Ken from my class, he-he and his gang usually dump their homework on me, and-and always threaten me that if I don't finish them, I'll get beaten up. This time I lost his homework... and then he dragged me to the toilet and used his... his bat to-to..."

I couldn't seem to continue. Something was holding me back.

"Take your time. I know it can be traumatising."

"He started to hit me over and over again, with-with the bat.."

"Where?"

"My-my head and... and my torso..."

"Your head?! Oh I must get this student here immediately! I'll expel him right here right now."

Shocked, I stand up, but fall to the ground. That's as far as I can remember.

She was still sleeping soundly, breathing in and out, in and out. But the painkillers she consumed worried me. Was I too late? Was she already hooked?

The next morning, she wakes up earlier than me. Those few hours that she was awake and I was not, I didn't know what she did. I just hope she didn't get more pills. I hope she saw the infographic the doctor gave me. I left it on the bedside table, just for her to see it.

As soon as I wake up, it was already 11.30, and Vivian was going to be discharged soon. She got changed and I helped her to pack everything.

"Viv, when I was sleeping just now, did you get more pills?"

She seemed to try and avoid the topic, turning her head and avoiding eye contact.

"Vivian, tell me."

She still tries to avoid me, but I want to know the truth. I have to help her, I want to help her. She just has to tell me whether it's true or not.

"Vivian Hunt, tell me. Now."

Sternly, I pull her to face me and she looks me square in the eyes. I could sense she was afraid, trembling in her shoes.

"I...I... I did. The pain.. it was just... unbearable...Don't- don't worry, I'll-I'll try the other methods I saw on the infographic the doctor gave you. I'll stop eating the pills."

"Good. I'm just concerned for you ok? Addiction is no funny issue. I know about it. And I can't lose another person I love to addiction."

Calling a cab, it pulls up in front of us and we get inside, heading home after that whole ordeal.

When we were back, Vivian asks me a question I wish she didn't, because I didn't really want to talk about it.

"How's your mom?"

Oh boy.

"She's...she's awaiting trial."

"What?"

"Aggravated assault. She begged me to get her the best lawyer money can buy, but I'd rather save it for our future. Besides, she beat you up. She wouldn't win. There's so much evidence against her."

"Oh..."

She seemed conflicted by that.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just that... she's your mom. Even if you think she doesn't deserve the best lawyer, you should still... help her."

Taken aback by her words, I turn to face her.

"Viv, she was the worst mom that ever existed. She was never there for me when I was young. My dad was there. One day, there was just too much pressure on his part and he.. got addicted to drugs, painkillers, everything.

But by then, I was old enough to get a job and help myself. If he wasn't dead, if he was in the same position as my mom now, I would definitely help him.

I will never help her, Viv. She has never acted like a mother so I won't treat her like one."

She nods sadly. I don't see why she would still want me to help my mom. She got injured by her, badly.

"Look, just promise me you won't regret not helping her ok? Even if she wasn't there when you were growing up, she's still your mom. But it's your business, and I have no say in that. Just want to warn you."

Tired, she gets up and heads to our room.

Oh great. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?!

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