The Boy with a Guitar and a Voice

no friends, but one

"Well Mrs Fields, judging by the incident that happened last year, and where we found her passed out this morning, it seems that memories of what happened just didn't help, causing her to have a panic attack, she also mentioned phobia of hospitals, well that could be it, but I'm sure it was memories. However, um as we gave her a scan, we thought we saw something in her head? A um.."

"A tumour?" Interrupted my mom.
"Yes, so we'd like to give her an MRI scan, doesn't have to be today, we can book you an appointmen?" He asked, turning his head towards me, as if it was my choice, it depended if mom had any more time to waste on me. She nodded.
"An appointment would be great, next Thursday possible?" She was standing up, I was put in a wheelchair as I felt faint and in case of another panic attack, I wouldn't fall to the ground and hurt my head.

"Yes its available, at 1pm" Dr.Ashfields stood up too.

"yes thank you." They shook hands, he opened the door as mum wheeled me out. I was hoping for Niall to still be there, but he had left. Two nurses were staring at me, as if they envied me being in a wheelchair. I raised my eyebrow and looked away.

As we left the hospital, mum stopped wheeling and walked round to face me.

"It wasn't even a fucking hour without you needing to come home Aria for christs sake. They're defitnietley going to put you on more pills now you cow!" She  was c=trying her best not to yell, her pearly white teeth grinding agaisnt eachother.

"oh for fucks sake mom, give me a break!i'm exhausted, it's not my fault I was fucking raped was it!" 

There was an awkward moment of silence as i never said the R word, i never ever said, especially that loud, We both looked to our left and right in case anuone heard.

I was raped last year, mid term, i got the rest of the year off, I had the chance to be hone schooled or to move schools but i chose not to, the teacher was arrested. Yes a teacher. It wasn't even a male, a female. I was too embarassed to tell anyone in case they thought i was a lesbian. Not that I had a problem with them, they were a few popular lesbians in our school, i just didn't want a rumour spreading about tme that wasn't true, especially if Niall would hear about it.

"don't talk to me like that you little slut!"

"slut?SLUT?REALLY MOM?that's a great thing to say to someone who just passed out, who has a chance of having cancer and a who was raped, just fucking great!" I wheeled off, and refused to get a lift from her, she drove off, talking on the phone at the same time. I didn't know what to do or who to call.

I didn't have much friends, none of them came to the hospital..

..but one.