Chapter 5

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I wake up with a slight headache. Yesterday's party was impactful though. I'm sure i wont be having a severe hangover since i didn't drink at all. The headache is probably because the loud music and my tired body from yesterday night. I start gathering images from the party. Harry and I, in one car. Wow. Im pretty sure he gave me some of the hints as if he was letting me in. Maybe he was drunk. Besides, even though hes all kind hearted and stuff he still has a messed up reputation. I wont fall for a popular kid so easily this time.
But he might not be like sebastian.
I cant say.

I push my thoughts away as i knock on Bens door to wake him up. Its like 10 in the morning and he should be up. I trail down to the kitchen and prepare breakfast for Ben and I. Mums at the petrol station. Work on a Saturday, sick. I know. Which reminds me i have to go to the grocery store to compensate my holiday yesterday. I clear my thoughts just to have breakfast peacefully.

'See? He broke your heart. How could you be so gullibe, Stacey? You're such a mess. First Seb and now Harry. Take a break.'
'DAD?' I scream. I wake up with a jolt. It was just a nightmare, Stace, calm down. I see I'm on the living room sofa with the television turned on. I must have dozed off while watching. I start crying. Why can't i be happy for once. Without any hurdles and dilemmas? I run upstairs and have two of my antidepressants. I try not to overdose but cant help it.

I puke in the washroom as my body starts turning hot. I still change in my work uniform and make my way to the grocery store.
'Hey darling' Madam says as she hugs me, but stops right after. She brings her hand to my forehead. She wrinkles her forehead in worry. 'Why are you burning, you okay?' She asks. 'Yeah i guess so, mums not home so i couldnt ask her to give me some medicine.'
'Honey you should immediately go to the hospital, i'll ask somebody else to cover you up for today!'
'Is Harry gonna be here today?' I ask. 'No I'm afraid he had tons of homework so he wouldnt come.'
Odd. We didnt get any homework for the weekend.

She asked Bob, her driver to drive me to the hospital. I can literally feel my head hammering and my legs shaking.

As soon as i get out of the car, i puke. My vomit forms a pool around my feet. Im quickly dragged into the hospital and into the doctors clinic. His name pin reads 'Dr. Hammett.'

He starts asking me about everything and i tell him one by one. The nightmares, the constant puking and the antidepressants too. His eyes widen at the mention of pills.
'What pills are you taking?' He asks. I tell him the name. 'Gosh. They are extremely harmful for a seventeen year old. Doctors recommend it to severe depression patients.' I turn my head down.
'Listen, i agree they might help you in recovering your depression for a while but they are extremely harmful for you in the long run. Lessen the dosage till you fully ignore taking those.' He continues, 'I'm afraid all this puking is because of them!'

We talk for another fifteen minutes and i convince him to keep it as a secret for i will completely stop taking them soon. The doctor agrees and i am left on my own. I enter my house and go upstairs to take a nap because my head is hurting real bad.

The next day, i wake up for school. My head is better, thank God. I hang my bag on my shoulders as i sit in the car with mom who drops me at school everyday. I don't mention anything about the doctor yesterday.

I'm at school and the day is boring. Its lunchtime, almost half the day has passed and i can't seem to spot Harry anywhere. His jocks Justin and Kyle are sitting at the far distance with Karen continuously flirting with Leo, probably her next catch after poor Harry.
Odd. No Harry at work. He's not in school either. Is something wrong? A guy with such a perfect life can't have anything wrong with it. I think.

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An entire week has passed, still no sign of Harry. I dont know whats with that guy. He hasnt been answering any of my calls or texts.
Ha, he's ignoring you.
And then it strikes. Yeah, hes probably ignoring me for another chick, who knows? Just when i was about to have those smooth feelings in my head about this kind hearted Harry, i had to be stabbed in the back.

Will i ever be able to tolerate any other girl beside him? Okay i might not be extravagant as the other girls that are clearly his type, but i think i can love him more than anyone else. Love him sincerely.
Can you let your heart break one more time. You're not that strong, stacey. Face the reality.
Yeah i guess so. But i so want to be with him. His presence takes me to a whole new world, i can see life in a more positive way.
I wish you good luck then.

I sob, for numerous reasons.

1. I want to be with him.
2. I cannot take another heart break.
3. He's ignoring me.
4. I'm not his type.
5. He doesn't like me.
6. I LOVE THAT GOOFBALL.

Taking another two of my antidepressants, i doze off. The ring of my phone brings me back to life. I jump at the loud ring. Its an unknown number, i secretly wish its Harry. I quickly answer.
'Hello?'
'Good afternoon ma'am. Is this Stacey Conroy that I'm talking to?' A woman with a thin voice speaks from the other end.
'Um yeah?'
'My name is Bria, and i am a nurse at the City Hospital. Your mum had an accident about five hours back on the highway, she was brought here by somebody. I thought it was best to inform a blood relative. She is in the ICU in critical state. Please come over as soon as possible. Thank you'
The line goes dead.

I wilt as i let the words sink in.

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