Michael Jackson's thriller was playing inside my brain. Throbbing and pounding as I came to consciousness hurting more every millisecond.
"Honey, honey are you all right. Baby, oh my baby please come back to me." I hear a familiar female voice whisper in a cry.Sounds of hustling are all around me like whoever was there sensed I was coming to.
My eyelids flutter open then all that hits me is an overpowering smell of bleach. I see, plain white walls, faint fingernail scratches that have obviously been painted over to try and hide it. A blue curtain similar to my shower one blocking my view of the rest of the place. A constant beep sonded near my ear somewhere. Mum was sobbing quietly in one of those uncomfortable waiting room chairs that you would only get in a ... hospital. A hospital that's where I am, but instead of saying that I say "where am I ."The doctor rushes in and immediately starts preparation for either questioning me or mum. I reach up to stroke my long curly brown hair, that is well taken care of and scream
"MY HAIR MY HAIR IS GONE! MUM DID YOU DO IT? MUM WHERE IS MY HAIR?"
That only made her cry harder but I hyperventilate missing my hair.
The doctor came up to me trying to calm me down but I ingore him untill Magnus walks upto me and tells me to calm. The words died in my mouth no more yelling no more squirming no more crying just complete silence, until the black haired doctor decided now was the time to start his inquiry."Do you feel nauseas?" I shake my head slightly though he saw it
"Does your head hurt? If so where. Please ma'am can you either leave or stop crying. She will be absolutely fine."
She immediately stops sobbing
He turns back to face me than Magnus laughs. I ignore him and shake my head. Dr lightwood, his name tag read, prodded the back of my head . Magnus laughed and strutted out probably to see Lyssa."Can I go home Dr Lightwood?"
He nodded and walked out, mum with puffy red eyes, messy deep brown hair tangled in her old fashioned fashion. Came over and walked me out to the car on the way home I thought about peoples names and who they are to me.Louise janalli Fairchild that's my mum, my dad never stayed around, his name was Peter klaer penhallow. Sister Alyssa rosette penhallow, she believes dad left me and when she turns eighteen he's going to come back and live with her. Oh wait and she's my twin. Sebastian john Glass is her boyfriend he has pitch black hair and is a total turd. Blue eyes accompany his hair it suits him yet it doesn't suit most guys. Eve Grange Glass the only person I can class as my friend yep my twins, boyfriends, younger sister is my best friend.
I realise we have stopped just as mum said "Darling we are home." We get out and walk to the front door. Church my tabby brushed up against me and I got a shiver. I open the door and freeze... my mouth hanging open, even church stops moving.
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The sisters who never were
Teen FictionAerryn is caught between her sister and her love, her future and her now. Suffering trauma from a bullying incident she seeks help from a mysterrious guy who seems to be closer than she realises. {unedited}