"What?" Jenny strongly asked.
"I did it because he doesn't love me! I know it sounds crazy but I did it!"
"No, no, no! That can't possibly be the only reason. How...I mean why and how could you do that! He's just a boy, a stupid little boy, come on! Were only 15 years old here, shouldn't have to go crying about every guy who rejects you!" Jenny stated loud and clear.
"I don't! I don't usually cry for boys, I usually dont get this upset! He's different; something about him I just can't stop loving, and it's driving me crazy! I Love him,"
"OK, everyone knows you love Anthony! He even knows,"
"Yes he knows, but he doesn't know how much I love him!"
"It doesn't matter how much you tell him you love him, he doesnt love you back! I'm sorry dear, but you can't make him. I wish he liked you too, you really are beautiful, and since he can't see that. It's his lost, please dont do anything like this ever again!"
I was silent for a long time, "I won't," I muttered.
"Good. And you need to get over him too,"
"That's something I can't promise you Jen," I answered quickly.
"Well, just try. I hate seeing you hurt and upset! He's not worth this pain,"
I knew he wasn't worth it, I knew this was stupid what I did. Something though just wont let me get over him. Something won't let me forget about him.
"You OK Melinda?" Jenny asked.
"Yea..."
"Please don't be upset! I just want you to be happy, I love you girl!"
I smirked, "I love you too Jenny,"
"Now when you are out of this place, I will set up a date with some cute guys, OK? Maybe that'll get him off your mind, ha, ha!" she laughed.
"Ha, ha, maybe," I sarcastically answered.
"Well, I got to go! See you soon, love you sista!"
"Love you more,"
At that she was gone, and I was all alone. I put my head back and shut my eyes. The first thing that popped into my mind was Anthony...No, I can't think about him! OK...donuts. With sprinkles. Yum, that sounded nice. Oh yay, this is working! Now I am eating the donut...I opened my eyes and giggled. I felt lame. Sitting in this hospital wasn't worth it. But he was worth it.
"Hello Ms. Mendoza," the doctor said, entereing the room, "How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good, when can I go home?"
"One more day and that's it,"
"Ugh," I groaned, "Can I eat anything?"
"No you can't eat food, you can only drink water and eat jello,"
I sighed, "Alright, water and Jello it is! Do you have cherry?"
"Yes, I'll be right back then,"
The Next day I was able to go home! The whole time I was thinking what I was going to tell my mom what happened. Overall, my mom and I had a pretty good relationship. We've gotten even closer after my dad tried to kill both of us--but it's OK yea! Nothing major right? So I didn't really want to lie...
I lay down on my bed and stared at my purple bedroom walls. Posted up everywhere around me was Michael Jackson posters. I smiled...he was so beauitful. If there was someone I loved more than Anthony, it was definatly Michael! At the bottom of each poster, it read; August 29th-June 25th...Love Lives Forever, King of pop.
