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"There he goes!" Dakarai yells, waving his hand off in the direction of Elliott's shrinking figure. I stare at his back, until he unlocks the door to his apartment, steps inside, then promptly slams the door behind him in a fit of frustration.
"Fawn, you sure you're okay?" Mass looks down at me, and I nod my head a few times, still a bit lightheaded as the world continues to spin circles around me. I find myself leaning with the tilting walls, nearly falling again as I lose my balance.
"Fawn, I don't think you're okay." I shake my head in response, refusing to let anyone feel any form of pity for me.
"I'm fine." I state, holding my hand up, "All I want is to go home, and sit on the couch with a nice big sack of frozen peas on my forehead."
I try to walk, but I'm still lightheaded, feeling myself losing my stability I lean back onto Dakarai for the necessary support.
"Does it hurt?" He asks, and I want to whip around and glare at him, but when I do, I end up crashing back into him again.
"I'm just gonna go with yes."
I nod my head, and struggle to find my balance as the world continues to perform acrobatics around me. Placing both of my hands firmly on the walls of the hallway, I inch my way towards the door to my family's apartment. Just a few more steps, and—
Home.
"You sure you're gonna survive tonight?" Dakarai laughs, and I swat his shoulder annoyed by his doubt of my well being.
"I'm. Fine—" I wait for him to do something, but he just stands there.
"Leave!" I yell, but the loud and sudden noise irritates my overly sensitive brain.
"Okay, okay. I'm going woman!" Dakarai walks away, and I might have chased after him, and torn his soul from his own flesh, for calling me 'woman', but I didn't because my head was pulsing with pain, and the idea of running was preposterous.
As I fight to get the door open, I am greeted by my mother who nearly causes me to fall yet again, as I topple through the abruptly opened door.
Wow, my luck is through the roof today.
"Woah! Honey, are you okay?" My mom asks, grabbing onto my arm as I am lead back to the sofa.
"I'm perfectly fine, Mom." My dad walks out of the bathroom, his hair still wet as he looks at my mother and I in a state of confusion.
"What happened?" He asks, and I am about ready to kill anyone who questions how I feel at this point in time. It would be better if everyone just left me alone at this point. Because if we are to review things –
My head is throbbing.
The room is spinning.
And the last thing I want to do right now is talk to people about it.
I honestly just want to sleep. Sleep sounds great.
I begin to daze off, when my father abruptly shakes me. Shakes me!
"Don't go to sleep, Fawn! What if you have a concussion?"
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Teen Fiction❝Would it be wrong to think - to think, that I could make you so much happier?❞ Fawn Lockhart and Elliott Mass have never gotten along. The water and oil of people they avoid each other at all costs, and when they do interact it's nothing but petty...
