What's happening to me?

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Patrick's POV

As we're eating, five police officers enter the lunchroom door. My heart drops.

"Guys."

"What's up Pat? You look like you just saw a ghost." Bryan says.

"Look over by the door." I say. They glance over and spot the officers. Their faces flush with fright.

End of POV

One officer walks over to a student that was throwing his garbage away."Excuse me." The officer says.

The boy gets scared. "Uh, hi."

"Don't be alarmed. We're looking for... " The officer looks at a sheet of paper. "Patrick, Bryan, Carnell, Dustin and Kelly Breeding. Do you know who or where they are?"

"Uh yeah. They're sitting over at the table in the back left corner." The boy says looking in the back to the boy's location.

"Thank you." All five of the officers walked over to their table, getting frightened looks from most of the students in there.

One officer grabs Patrick and puts handcuffs on his wrist. "You're all under arrest for the harassment and rape of Diamond Rodriguez. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney to be present during questioning. If you can't afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you."

The other four officers cuff up Bryan, Carnell, Dustin and Kelly. Students watch as the officers escort them out of the cafeteria.

Diamond's POV

I was propped up on my couch, with a big bowl of popcorn, watching my favorite movie since I was a kid, 'James and the Giant Peach'. I was enjoying it until I got a phone call.

Via Phone Convo

"Good afternoon, is Diamond Rodriguez home?" The man asked.

"Yeah, this is her."

"Hello Diamond, a court date is being scheduled for you to testify against these five boys. We're scheduling it on the first Tuesday of next month, so be there. If you have any questions, ask, and we'll answer. Bye." The detective on the other line told.

With that, he hung up. But, I don't want to testify against them in court. I just wanna stay home, snuggle in blankets and watch t.v all day. Maybe for the rest of my life. Suddenly, I felt the urge to hurl. I shot up and ran to the garbage can, and threw up, emptying out everything I ate in the last couple of hours. Eww. I wiped my mouth and sauntered upstairs to my bathroom.

I quickly twisted open the cap to my Listerine mouth wash and poured some half way into my mouth. I gargled it and swished it around in my mouth, until I felt that it was clean. I spat it out, but while I did, I threw up again in the sink. What the hell?

I washed my mouth out again. Feeling the burning sensation of the mouth wash made me quiver. I sucked in air through my teeth. I know I'm not sick. Why am I vomiting?

I felt all over my forehead with the back of my hand. It was a little warm, not that type of warm when you are sick, but just a normal warm.

I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Then, I felt the urge to puke again. I held my stomach and threw up in the sink. Yellow fluid slid down the drain as I washed it away. Now I'm getting scared. What's happening to me?

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