Arriving home i threw my keys on the counter and slumped on the couch pressing my fingers on the bridge of my nose, out of everyone im the one that attracts drama its so stressful! closing my eyes for a second to relax the phone starts ringing
great. just what i need.
"Mark if this is you im flattered but not in the mood to talk about it right now okay.."
"no miss sorry its Susan from Princes Gate Hospital im calling on behalf of Norman Andrews i have his results from the other week"
i let out a shaky breath i didnt know i was holding. Finally we get to find out his diagnosis ive been waiting so long for results.
"im sorry to say this miss Andrews but Norman has Alzeimhers"
"is there anything i can do to help him?"
"well hes showing the first stages of alzeimhers but its going to get worse as he ages, his memory is going to rapidly fade"
"do you know why he was coughing up blood?"
"he has a throat infection its nothing serious and will go away in time however we've seen his medical history and are just a little concerned, if it persists book him in immediately as it could be lupus but further testing will be required. As for the alzeimhers miss ive seen alot of cases of alzeimhers i suggest you buy him a notepad and make him carry it around to help him keep on track when he has episodes because they will become more frequent"
"okay thankyou"
hanging up the phone i make my way to my fathers room he was laying in bed watching tv "hey dad. how're you feeling?"
"hey sweetheart, im good.. you're home early"
"yeah.. um i kinda felt sick. are you hungry? im going to get some lunch"
"im starving! what do you have in mind?"
"pizza capers!"
i loved pizza capers they were like a mixture of subway and pizza.. so delicious!
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"hi welcome to pizza capers, what would you like?"
looking through the menu i froze as a familiar voice caught my attention. I tried to hide behind the menu booklet i knew immediately who the low seductive voice belonged to. I waited impatiently for the rest of my order wanting to just get out of there before he noticed me.
"amelia!"
Great. He found me.
"kalem" i said while plastering on the biggest fake smile i could manage. I grabbed my order and pushed past him.
"wait up!"
"what do you want kalem?"
"i just want to talk to you and explain"
"theres nothing to explain kalem you're with roxy ive accepted that"
"no im not! you've got it wrong millie"
"please dont call me millie"
he grabbed my arm so i faced him
"amelia please give me a chance!"
"five minutes."
"fine go"
"I never touched roxy. We just talked, it was strictly business, honest. I wouldnt do that to you" he cupped my cheek "millie YOU are the one i want, no one else."
i wanted to believe him but deep down i knew there was more to the story, there was something he wasnt telling me, i couldnt trust him just yet.
"i need to go"
"amelia... i love you"
"no kalem. just stop. give me time, i cant do this right now"
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Kalems P.O.V;
i wanted to reach out to her as watched her retreat but she needed time, the last thing i wanted was to push her away. I played with the keys in my pocket as i thought of a plan to win her back. Damn Roxy. i hate her so much right now! how dare she walk into my life and screw it up.
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A/n:
So sorry its a short chapter.. and i know i havent posted in ages i havent been online much but im changing that :)
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Strip
FanfictionRATED R....... Amelia is a teenage stripper who has struggled most of her life and wants nothing more than to cure her sick father and relieve the stress of her older brother jason. As a stripper shes used to...