The Secret Identity Of A Nerd

Chapter 14: Non-Virgin Lips

*QUICK NOTE*
Guess who this picture is of... It's no other than Kendall, bros!!! Well, at least how I imagine him. If you want though you can still picture him how you believed he looked looked like. Still, *squeals* me love them sexies! XD Next chapter will have another sexy's picture so stick around, yo!

I just hope you continue to read this story because of its plot and how it's going instead of the sexy pictures, though. Cx

Fawning over fictional characters,
and sexy ones at that,

Mikahrella

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[HER P.O.V.]

It was noon; a while after I had been released from the hospital and allowed to go home with a three weeks off excuse from work and school. The only reason why I was given such a long length of time was because of my mom and her connections with the people of the hospital. Sometimes, I couldn't decipher who was the bigger exaggerator; my mother or Ailene?

As we headed to the parking lot, out of worry, Ailene suggested she'd stay with me for a while to keep an eye on me and make sure I was really okay. Before I could say anything her offer was immediately declined for me by Sebastian.

He explained how it would be better if I rested and had time to myself to ease my mind while I recovered alone. Ailene hesitated for a moment before giving me the "if anything, call me" stare and a tight squeeze of my hand. She left with her mother, which I had no idea was there at the time, and I took that as my cue to leave.

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I laid on my bed, blankly staring at the ceiling with my mind reeling. My head wrapped in confusion and filled with thoughts as I tried to grab a grip on what had occurred in the hospital.

I couldn't comprehend the reason as to why Ailene's slap caused my panic attack to instantly subside.

Could it have been to due to the shock and surprise that pushed my fearful memories away? That it distracted me enough to completely forget about my thoughts instantaneously?

Could it have also been with the help of me desperately begging to forget such horrid memories?

I couldn't put my finger on it.

I clicked my tongue in frustration. It was already infuriating that I couldn't recall the occurrence that caused me to go to the hospital. It was even more infuriating when I searched my brain for a slight idea and only received a splitting headache in return.

I groaned in annoyance and rolled on my side. Before I knew it I had closed my eyes and fallen asleep, opening the door to dreamland. As soon as I entered, I instantly forgot that I was dreaming and entered the realm of what I would believe was reality.

I became surrounded in strange darkness. I tried to open my eyes and move, only to discover that my body failed to respond to my commands. I didn't know where I was but I could feel the surface of a mattress underneath me. The sound of a familiar, rhythmic, beeping seemed to echo in the place where I was and the stench of antiseptic entered my nostrils. I mentally gasped.

I was in the hospital again.

I mentally groaned in displeasure. I despised hospitals, the smell of antiseptic, and anything that dealt with having to be in the presence of a doctor. They reminded me of the first time I arrived when I had became traumatized.

That first time, I threw a fit, fearing the touch of anyone and running away from those who came near. I was successful from escaping the clutches of everyone until a nurse caught me. They took that chance to drug me with a powerful drug and I fell limp right then and there. My mother took me to therapy everyday after that. After the constant visits I began to lose my fear of touching others. The only problem was that I never recovered from my trauma and because of it, I feared the touch of the opposite sex. In reality, not even I knew as to why I was like that.