PART 1 : The Truth He Never Dared to Say
Lyz
When I opened my eyes, I have an oxygen mask on. Am I in the hospital? No. The fact that Ashley and Greg were talking seriously before my eyes and the absence of IV and the purple and light pink room proves not. I'm still breathing heavily but not so hard, still feeling itchy in between my chest but it's not causing me so much trouble to speak. I just wonder what that topic they were talking was because they're too drawn that they didn't even notice I'm already awake. I blinked twice to remove the blur in my eyes. That's when I heard them say my name. "Lyz!" I looked at their worried faces then sat on the bed and leaned on the headboard while removing the mask. "Oh Gosh, you scared the hell out of me! Thank God you're finally awake..." When she said that, it's like she's gonna cry but she then cleared her throat and composed herself. "Ahmmm... so how are you feeling now?"
"Great." I said while rubbing my eyes. Oh Gosh! they're so blurred! "What happened?" Now that I just woke up, I don't really know what's going on. They looked at me like they're checking me if I'm just okay. That's when I sneezed so hard that my brain started working again and reminded me why I'm here. "Oh my God, I got drowned!"
"If we're to believe the three assholes, you're not that long underwater." Greg explained while helping me remove totally my oxygen mask. "We suspect that you had an attack that's why you got drowned."
I remembered that instantly. "Yeah, that's what happened." I sneezed hard for the second time. Greg laughed at me while Ashley chuckled and passed to me a box of tissue. "I feel good now, well of course disregarding the fact that you'll hear me sneezing for the whole day, I guess..." I laughed at myself while blowing my nose on the tissue. I noticed my own nebulizer on the side table. I can't remember I have that bag, so for sure Ashley brought that. I looked at her and smiled. "Thanks..." She must have read my thoughts so she smiled at me and mouthed 'it's okay...'. Wow, I was deeply touched by that. Ashley was becoming my real cousin lately and it feels really great to finally have a family again after a long time. "Wow, Greg, you're acting as the doctor now, huh?"
"Yes, and according to my sources, you have to take these..." he tossed to me a very cute padsize medicine organizer, "after eating. Maybe Dustin is done preparing our lunch so-"
"Oh, wait, I forgot about Tracy, I'll go down, if the food's ready I'll send someone to bring some here," she said while quickly dismissing herself. She didn't even let us say anything. When she's gone, Greg and I stared for a moment then we both laughed.
"You're always troubled lately huh?" he said while pinching my nose which I'm sure has turned red. I hit him hard on his hand and he cried in pain but kept on laughing."You little devil, you scared the hell out of me, do you know that?"
"If you were scared, maybe the more was I coz I was the one who couldn't swim back coz I'm running out of air and feel like passing out!" I rolled my eyes on him while lets him sit beside me on the bed with lavender, pink and white sheets. So like Pamy. For several minutes, he talked while I sneezed, making him laugh at me while I blow on the tissue. "Stop laughing!" I pushed him hard and he fell on the floor, unfortunately he caught my arm that's why we both fell off. That's when Dustin came with a tray on his hands.
"Excuse me, I hope that I'm not interrupting something," he watched us sit back on the bed. He gestured where to put the tray. I smiled fakely at him.
"Oh, that was your peace offering for throwing me in middle of the cold lake," I said in a poetic British accent. Greg chuckled and stood.
"Sorry 'de-ah'..." he said back in a more exagged British accent, dragging the word 'dear' and pronouncing it as "de-ah". He continued. "but let me inform you that I was the one who saved you when you were drowning..."
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