I walk into school with my head held high as everyone turns to look at me. I tried to not pay care, but all the attention is making me nauseous. I walk into the nearest bathroom and was happy to see no one inside. Stepping into one of the stalls, I locked it behind me and kneeled down in front of the hopefully cleaned toilet. I covered may face and silently thought to myself. What is everyone saying about me? Are they blaming me for what happened to Tucker? They know I loved him and what happened was an accident... Right?
I continued to think of all the rumors that were possibly spreading right this very second. This caused me to become sicker and, before I knew it, I was pulling my hair back and started throwing up in the toilet.
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" I coughed out loudly.
"Cassy?" a voice called as footsteps neared the stall. I grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped the vomit off my mouth before opening the stall to see my best friend Courtney. Her eyes filled with worry as she looked over my appearance.
"Your getting worse and worse as each day passes. I think you need to finally go and see someone before something real bad happens," she suggests grabbing hold of my arm and walking towards one of the body length mirrors. Tears were forming in my eyes as I looked at my reflection and saw my blonde hair in a jumbled mess, make up smeared all over my face, and vomit still circled my mouth. I sigh sadly in agreement as I start to wash up, but suddenly feeling the urge to throw up again, I ran back the toilet and did so. I felt my hair being brushed away from my face and I hear soothing words from my best friend.
"It's ok. Just let it all out. I am here for you Cassy. I'll always be."
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My Boyfriend's Spirit
Teen FictionCassy Henderson and her boyfriend, Tucker Keanman, had been friends since they were kids. As the years went on, they became quite fond of each other and when it came to there junior year, he made the decision to ask her out. Since then, they had a g...
