Sienna Reed is the bad girl. She's a tomboy. She can be the most violent person you will ever meet. She's arrogant, aggressive, mean, competitive, and popular.
So what happens when the new kid Alton Carson moves to town.
Alton is your typical 'badbo...
A/N: So I don't know if you guys have noticed, I decided on changing the covers because I didn't really like the old one anymore, so I changed it and I like a lot more now. (New cover above)
If you guys are curious, or forgot what the old cover was, it's below.
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^Yeah I find the old cover pretty bland, I don't know I just didn't really like certain details and such.
ON WITH THE CHAPTER! --->
"Wait, why didn't you tell her?" I hear Zander say waking me up but I still act as if I'm asleep, just to see what's going on.
"I-I just couldn't," I hear Alton say.
"When she wakes up you should tell her," Charlie says sounding like a demand.
"What! I can't do that! She's in a fucking hospital!" Alton whisper yells.
"No man, you're telling her, so what if she's in a hospital," Brett says also in a demanding tone.
"I can't tell her, after what the doctors told me and everything, it would just make her sad," Alton says sounding like he's shaking.
"No it won't Sienna has spent so much time with you, and trust me when I say that you need to tell her," Brett says.
What the hell are they talking about?
I hear a moment of silence before someone sighs. "If you don't tell her when she wakes up, I will tell her myself," Brett warns.
Another sigh before I hear Alton say, "fine."
"Good," Brett says.
Shuffles sound around the room and the door opens and closes. I open my eyes finally, thinking everyone was gone, but the first thing I see is Alton looking at me accusingly with his eyebrows raised and his arms crossed.
"How much did you hear?" he asks.
"What do you need to tell me?" I ask shrugging.
He sighs looking relieved.
He sits down on the chair next to my bed and I look at him as he runs his hand through his soft brown hair.
Growing worried when he sighs shakily and looks at me looking vulnerable. Now I really want to know what he needs to say. I gesture for him to continue.
He covers his face with his hands looking really worried and I feel my heart hurting for him. Whatever needs to be said must be big and it's probably not easy for him to say.
What if he tells me that he wants to stop being my rival-friend... whatever we are? I don't know what we are, but I want to be on good terms with him.
I feel like he needs to be in my life. When I'm with him I feel whole. Like everything in my life is fine.he's like my other half.
He shakes his head slowly and sighs. "I can't do this, not like this" he mutters getting up and leaving the room.
I can't help but stare at him leaving, and after he leaves, I can't help but stare at the door.
It's like he put a spell on me and now I can't think of anyone else except him right now. I'm really curious as to what he needs to tell me.
What did he even mean by 'I can't do this not like this'. Not like what? I get whatever he needs to tell me could be something bad and he doesn't want to tell me. So I get why he said 'I can't do this', but what did he mean by 'not like this'?
Feeling tired from my overwhelmed brain I feel my brain trying to shut down and I close my eyes letting darkness wash over me.
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"Sienna?" A voice asks.
I squint and rub my eyes. Looking around I notice my friends standing in the room looking really tired with purple bags under their eyes and the way thy sway side to side keeping movement so that they stay awake easier.
"Hey guys," I say although even my voice sounds depressed.
Being stuck in this hospital really sucks. I feel vulnerable. Everyone can see me laying in a bed completely defenseless and broken.
I want to be known as the girl who can conquer anything. The strong girl that can stand her ground.
Not the sick dying girl in the hospital.
I never want to be seen as that girl. Yet here I am. The sick dying girl awaiting on her deathbed.
"What's up?" Charlie says noticing my sadness.
"Nothing," I say before scoffing. "Literally nothing," I laugh emotionless.
"I'm stuck in this fucking hand sanitizer smelling hospital, just laying on my fucking deathbed. That's what's up," I say frustration laces into each and every word.
"I'm dying, and I'm doing nothing," I tell them tears brimming my eyes.
Damn. Look at me. I'm crying. Way to look strong Sienna.
I look like a dying broken girl, but that doesn't surprise me. It's because I am a dying broken girl.
"Sienna, you're not gonna die," Zander says looking at me in an emotion I wish I could have.
Hope.
"I wish I could believe that, but I can't. I have cancer. I'm just this girl laying in a hospital bed while everyone else just keeps telling me I'm okay. If I was okay, why am I in a fucking hospital bed?" I say as a single tear rolls onto my cheek.
"They want you to rest, while they do some work and try to help you," Charlie tries to convince me.
"So I'm just gonna sit here like some sick little dying girl waiting to see if I'll live or die," I tell them, feeling way too many emotions to explain.
"You're not a sick dying girl, you're Sienna, the strongest girl I know," Brett says.
"I don't feel like it," I say my voice becoming hoarse from the crying.
All three of them pull me into a comforting hug.
I calm down in their presence, taking deep breathes letting go of the hug.
"You guys are the best," I admit with a small sad smile.
"We'd do anything for you," they say in sync making me laugh.
"You guys should go, school's gonna start and I need you guys to kick some ass for me," I tell them noticing the time on the clock.
They nod leaving the room saying goodbye.
At least I have my friends and family.
I don't really know what happened back there, I kind of just burst out with all the worries that I had. Getting stressed, sad, angry, feeling vulnerable and useless.
