Morphine: Drugged is the New Paradise

Chapter 12 Ariel

Ariel's POV

I can't believe it's been three days since Eli rejected me. I haven't attended school, but Julie brought my homework for me and we worked on it together. She had to teach the lessons that were being taught, and surprisingly she could do it. Her grades were going to skyrocket after helping me so much.

If there is one thing that Eli was right about, it was that I couldn't stay at my old school. I slid out of bed, like I would do any other morning, expect my feet didn't stay firmly planted as the rest of me got off the bed, needless to say I crashed onto the floor. My mom came running in. She used her vacation days to stay with me. I don't know why, but I guess it was better than being lonely all day.

"Honey, you okay?"

In the first time in three days, I cried. Falling out of bed didn't hurt, but having Eli not around was slowly killing me. The falling out of bed was the last straw of my sanity. 

"If I can't even get out of bed, then how am I supposed to get over him?" I sobbed.

"Oh, honey, shh, shh...it's going to be okay." She cooed. She wrapped her arms around me and held me close.

She held me until I had no more tears to shed. "Mom, how would you feel about me transferring to a different school?"

"If you think it will help, then yeah, I think you should." She remarked.

"I want to go to Langsburg High." I said, in a small voice, "It's a school for werewolves."

"I'll see what I can do." My mom smiled at me, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you some pancakes or something?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Honey, you got to eat something. You need nutrients."

"Just broth."

"Okay, and I will make a few phone calls." My mom said, as she got off the floor, "Do you need help up?"

I went to pull myself up but my feet, my legs would not hold me up. My mom caught me in her arms. I just wanted to cry. Cry my life away.

"Mom, it hurts so bad." I whimpered.

She stroked my hair, "I know, honey, but it can't last forever."

She helped me back into bed and she left. I laid there. Pain was everywhere. In my legs, my feet, my arms, my lungs, and my heart. It pained me to breathe with every breath I took. My heart felt broken. My life felt shattered. My legs wouldn't support my body. My life was a disaster. I laid there and my body began to shake. It wasn't because I was cold. This was not normal. 

My mom came back in but I don't know how much time has passed. It seemed like hours, hell, maybe it was, I don't know.

"I called Langsburg High, and they will interview you."

I sat up, "When?"

"Today."

"Today? But mom I can't even get out of bed."

"We will make it work." She smiled.

My mom ran me bath, and if I were a little girl again; she bathed and clothed me. I never felt so helpless in my life. "How do you suppose we get me in the school?"

"Well, I could get grandpa's wheelchair from the basement." She suggested.

"Hell, no there is no way that you are going to push me around in a wheelchair. I have perfectly good legs." I snorted.

"Oh yeah, walk to the bedroom door and back."

I went to take a step and again my foot and leg would not support me. My mom caught me just before I fell to the ground. This was getting ridiculous. "Okay then, that settles it."