Valentina's pov
"Is she going to be okay?" I hear a muffled voice blare through my ears. What even happened? The last thing I remember was sitting at the table at a restaurant with Jay, Alan, and Heaven. Dios mío, am I dead? Okay no, obviously I'm not dead.
I open my eyes and see myself lying down on a bed with side railings, and I immediately dart my eyes downward to see my attire. I'm wearing a hospital gown. With the fuck? How did I get here?
"Oh my god, Valentina! You're okay. Thank god." Gina exclaims, standing up from the couch she was lying on. My mom moved in unison with her, which sort of creeps me out how they simultaneously moved at the same time.
Both of them got up and gave me a hug that was a little tight, but not that tight to cut off my circulation.
"What happened?" I ask in confusion. I genuinely don't know what happened to me—the only thing I do know is that I hate hospitals, so the fact that I'm here is revolting for me.
"You fainted while having a panic attack, no te acuerdas?" My mom questions holding my hand, I feel my other hand being squeezed by Gina.
"No. All I remember was being with Heaven, and the other boys at a restaurant. By the way, who got me here? It certainly wasn't you both." I speak, my voice a little raspy from me just waking up.
"Heaven brought you here, well she got my number from your phone and immediately took you to the hospital. I did tell her how much you hated hospitals, but she sounded really worried for you." My mom explains.
Now I'm even more confused than ever. Is Heaven caring about me? There's no way that's even possible. I mean... she despises me. Right? Of course, she does, she always name-calls you, and not to mention— she's a vicious and cruel person.
"Where is she? Did she leave?" I ask, certainly curious to know if she's here. I doubt that she is, it's impossible that she would stay. She'd rather die than be with me or even near me.
"She went to go get food for us. She's actually really sweet around your mom, which scares me. Even with me, she was all nice and caring." Gina says in a crucial tone.
Why is she being nice all of a sudden? Maybe she just feels bad. Who knew she had the heart to feel sympathetic for me?
"That's kind of strange," I say in a serious tone. I'm being serious about her acting this way. Why is she being kind all of a sudden? Does she want something from me? Is she going to kill me, so she's being nice for the time being? My mind at this point is building up so many words and emotions, which is causing me to overthink. I need help.
"Valentina Serena Gomez?" I hear my name being called out by a male figure. I blink out of my thoughts and look up to see the doctor calling me.
I sort of forgot my middle name. I hate it so much since my dad used to call me that and ever since then, the name just disgusts me at this point.
I don't let out any words, instead, I just nod and sit up. I wince in pain from the cramp that just appeared on my stomach.
"Are you okay Miss Gomez?" The doctor inquires.
"Yes, I'm fine, just a cramp." I fake laugh, finally able to sit up as I was struggling to.
As the doctor was about to speak, I heard a knock on the door. My gaze turns to the door, where I see: Heaven. She's wearing the same clothes she wore yesterday at the restaurant. Wait was it yesterday or am I losing my mind?
Heaven catches the glance I have on her. She smiles softly, and hands Gina the bag of food from McDonalds.
"Nice to see you again. I'm glad you didn't die on me." Heaven jokes, causing me to roll my eyes.
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One Kiss Left
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