Forbidden Love

Chapter 13

With what happened on day one I thought the next day would've been better. I thought he'd take us on the second day too. In fact, he was supposed to take us every single day. That is not what he did. He told us......to order a ride........and that he'll pay. That alone, brought back the headache from yesterday. I know it's his money, what's my problem?

The problem was that we were now five - one guy didn't come yesterday - and a lot of drivers were not gonna consider picking all five of us. Actually, they didn't. That meant we had to pick two cars, and that meant double payment. He didn't want to do that, that's what the problem is. Like just drive us then or get us a car like you did for some of the other students. Was I gonna have a headache every day?

It was a rhetorical question, but I fucking did. I seriously had a headache every single day after that, if I didn't have it going, I had it coming. Lol, I had it coming. Sorry, moving on. We got back that day, and man doesn't want to give us money to pay the driver. To top it all off, the boys had given me the job of asking for the money, every single time. Unbelievable.

It was finally the last day, Friday, to get our work done. Unfortunately for I and this one other guy - Kelvin - we didn't have everything sorted just yet. I had to rush out to get a few more items, which - may I add - was supposed to be paid for by the proprietor. But he didn't even give close to enough, so I ended up using my money, that already wasn't enough. Breathe.

So, I'm in a car, looking for a place to buy an all-white T-shirt, when I get a call from Chelsea. That's....weird. she doesn't normally call. I picked up, "Hello?".

"Zee."

"Yea what's up?"

Annabel was just taken to the hospital.

I froze.

"Huh? What happened? I just left her side. She was sleeping and I didn't want to wake her up. She was fine."

We've kinda been rocky, so communication hasn't been good. It didn't mean I didn't still care about her.

"I don't know the details. I just know she passed out and one of the guys carried her. She's at the hospital with Maureen."

Again? Ugh, what exactly causes that? At least someone we know is with her.

"Ok sure. Thanks."

I felt like crying. I was already frustrated and stressed, and now this?

Can this day get any worse? It seems like the universe was listening, cos it took it up a few notches. Even though..., ok no lemme not spoil it for you.

Luckily, I was able to get the rest of the stuff that we needed. On my way back, I texted Maureen.

"Hey, Chelsea just called. She told me what happened. Is she ok?"

"I don't know yet, the doctors are working on it."

"Ok, keep me updated yea?"

And updated did she keep me. I was yet to do the screen printing. Since we were told to use a longer process, I had to draw my design on the screen. Everyone else was ahead, I tried to find a faster way to do that cos I didn't have a lot of time. The paint had to dry too, and I needed the sun for that. Now here I am, lil old me, trying to find a way to pick up the pace, when I got a text that made my body run cold. Either my body or my blood. Or both. Literally. I mean the place was already cold as fuck but, this, was a different kind of cold.

"She's dead."

"What?"

"Annabel is dead. Her dad is here. He's sorting things out with the doctors."