And She Became Queen

Chapter 23: Making Out With The Bad Boy

The blurry vision of the ward formed in my eyes with invisible doodling. I managed to open my eyes wider but a sharp pain lingered through my head. I closed my eyes due to the sudden brightness of the room. Gently opening it, trying to get a clearer vision.

Just then, I felt a hand holding my wrist. I think the nurse was checking my pulse or so. I placed my hand on mu forehead trying to remember what had happened last.

"Just relax." The nurse muttered with as calm tone.

My chest movement was exaggerated for a while.

"Where am I? How did I get here?"

"You're in the school clinic, Miss Morrison. You passed out about an hour ago." She said gently. Brightening her round face with a little smile.

She brought a try of and handed me some tablets if paracetamol and a cup of water. I gulped it down my throat while she watched.

You're a bit feverish but everything would go with time. You really need to take time off school and rest. From the look of things, I confirmed that you're already pregnant but don't worry. I'll keep it private." Her smile widened as she turned her back at me and left.

It was the first time coming in contact with the school nurse. I've never been to the school clinic either. I pulled my weak body up and all I could think about was Amber and Noah sharing a kiss. That shouldn't have surprised me. I was stupid to think he'd care about me.

I crawled out of the bed and put on my sneakers. Walking through the door, I noticed that lessons were still holding on in class. I didn't want to go in. Perhaps, he deserves better.

I walked out of the school feeling so guilty. I shouldn't have come anyway. It was just a waste of time. I walked out of the school gate without saying a word to anyone. I walked straight home and got into my bed. Stressed from everything, all I could do was to cry. Noah gave me high hopes, well, I've given up. Happiness wasn't meant for me anyway.

***

A Week Later...

I applied a mild lip balm on my cracked lips and robbed it evenly all over my lips.

I put on my old denim jacket in a bike sleeveless dress and a my black flats to fit. Well, these were one of the bests dressings I could ever have. Putting on makeup isn't my thing but, I do that once in a while to cover up anything obvious on my face. Scratches, bruises, scars, fever and some times, cold. Today wasn't one of those days. Thankfully, it it was spring. Getting outside, Northie wagged her tail at me and my eyes caught up with Collins. His legs were crossed while he focused on a newspaper.

"There was a huge loss in my business this month." He told me without being asked. I waited to hear whatever he had to say. "Benjamin requested you visit him immediately after work."

"Why would he do that?" fear clouded my voice.

"I don't know. Just meet him at oxygen club immediately after closing hour. I don't care how you do it, make sure to be nice. " he instructed and opened the newspaper to his face again.

Without any argument, I stepped out of the house and gently closed the door. Noticing how cold the weather is, I gazed at the dark clouds above. It looked as if the heaps of gloomy shadows would drop to the earth. Walking outside to the gate, moist drips of rain dribbled gently down my cheek and I sigh.
"It's spring; rainfall could be undecided. I won't be going back inside. I have to go to work today... I'm getting late already!"

With positive vibes, I took the first bus my eyes set upon and sat right next to the window. I usually love seating at the edge of the bus by the windows, to be able to feel every moment. I couldn't help but to wonder why Ben asked me to come over. He does this before but it's been a while. Sometimes, he asks me to work overnight, serving guests in his club. Other times, he forces me to take drugs while he spends the night with me. And once in a blue moon, he'd hand be bag if drugs or cash to give Collins. I hope he doesn't do anything stupid tonight.