Waiting

12

As I was walking down the hall, I could see the same two creepy eyes staring in my direction. I had enough of this bitch, and I definitely was not going easy this time.

"What the hell do you want" I demanded, taking two steps forward.

"Nothing" Ariane replied. "Just wanted to say hi."

"You're the one who started all of this" I hissed. She's the one who began this whole thing and made it escalate to the point where it is now. I could've almost lost a friend because of her.

Sure, it sounds stupid since she's just a friend. But to me, Rose was like the icing to the cake. She was funny and nice, and one of the few people who actually cared to break down my walls. She knew that the 'normal' smile of mines was a fake and a disguise to what was really going on. I was SpongeBob, the retarted yet interesting creature that was always made fun of but never gotten rid of, and she was my rock bottom. Fred was my Patrick, and Adam was Squidward. The annoying asshole who always tried to kill my vibe. Like nigga no.

"Started what?" She asked innocently.

"Bitch, for your own safety, please do not lie to me or I swear I'll rip apart your face and every ounce of Barbie makeup that it comes with."

"Well, it started off as a joke" she shrugged.

"Bitch don't try to sugarcoat anything. Hell, you'll probably eat it too" I snarled. Ariane looked back at me with the 'try me' look. We glared at each other intentionally, making each second a victory that I didn't smash her face up. Yet. I was so close to putting that walking watermelon in her place when I realized that I was supposed to visit Fred's room.

But since he was still probably doing God knows what with Adam, I figured that I might as well pay Rose a visit. I had a lot of questions that needed to be answered, and she knew that it wouldn't be a smart idea to bullshit me.

My obstacle: dodge the sumo wrestler that was currently in front of me.

As soon as I saw the light, I ran.

The second I got over to Rose's room, I stopped. I was filled with panic. What if she was with Adam again? What if she was asleep? What if she didn't want to see me?

I knew it was now or never. I firmly placed my hands on the doorknob, turning it slightly as I moved in. I felt like a fucking spy right now.

The second both feet were in the room, I sighed in relief. I could hear my feet saying 'nigga we made it' in Drake's voice to each other.

My relief was soon worn out when Rose shot awake, looking at me as if I had just returned from the walking dead.

So many creepy eyes in one day.

"Sorry about that, I'll just come back later" I said. Rose had just woken up. Not a Sleeping Beauty image of you ask me. Her hairs were sticking out in every direction possible, and I swear I could actually see drool on her chin. That's right Beyoncé, she woke up like this.

"It's okay" she said. I could tell from her voice that she was weak. "So, what's up?"

"Is it the wrong time to ask about the whole you and Adam situation? I mean it doesn't really have to do with Adam, but I really need to know what's going on."

"Okay, ask."

"How did you end up hooked to an IV machine?" I blurted out. Rose looked at me bewildered for a few seconds, and I could notice her heart rate monitor rising drastically. Something terrible must've happened.