Don't Die On Me

Chapter 8: He's Out

Deanna's P.O.V

I sat in the waiting room I couldn't bare to stay in their with her. She was bruised, if only I would of stayed with her and never left her side.

I thought about everything that happened before this accident, an that's when it came to me. It's her fault! This, the reason why were not friends! Everything! I got up out of my seat and went in front of the automatic door. I sighed about to take another step when my feet moved them selfs without me saying for them to go. I turned around and headed towards Claire's room but I stopped when I had herd someone's voice...

I had my back against the wall as I listened to the conversation. I peeked threw the door way only to see a guy kissing Claire, I went to go step back to leave but I stepped on a piece of glass. The strange man turned around and I flinched banging my back against the wall breathing harshly but not too badly that he can hear me. I figured I should go before he could catch me so I speed walked all the way outside. I called my mom, who had gone out to get some breakfast for us.

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It's been a couple of days since I'd seen Claire and rumor has it that she's coming back to school tomorrow. Whoopee! -note the sarcasm-

Dufuq thought you hated her! Remember!

My thoughts yells at me, I did hate her for everything, but she was still my friend, right? I sighed angrily, agitated at my thoughts for not giving me answers. I flopped myself on the couch reaching for the remote and flicking on the tv but of course it's on the news.

"MOM DID YOU WATCH THE NEWS THIS MORNING!"

I yell longing that she could hear me.

"Yes dear!"

I sigh again and put my thumb on the control about to change the channel when they speak of a familiar name.

Derrick

"Yes, and officials say that Cassidy Mickle is now released out of the hospital but that's not all who was released her step father as well!"

I gasped mentally leaning forward closer to the tv screen eying every little detail. "Watcha watching?" my mom creeps up to me with concern. "What!? Uh.." I flicker the channel trying to look for something different. "Sweety relax she's gonna be ok" My mother says as she kisses my forehead and goes into the kitchen.

No she isn't

My voice whispers at me.

I know, but its nice to feel like she is.

My voice converses back. Arg.... "So what about that boy?". My mom asks in a cocky voice.

Fuck, Nick

I don't think I've talked to him let alone anyone else for that matter. "Erm, let me get back to you on that!" I yell so she can hear me through these thicks walls. I reach my phone and walk up stairs and dial his number.

"Hello" His voice makes a shiver crawl down my spine.

"Hey Nick". My voice cracks "I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in a while..you know with...Claire and all.."

"Yeah do you want me to come over get you some ice cream?"

"Jah know ice cream doesn't help all my problems?"

"Jah? but fine then I don't have to get you-"

"No, no, no! Wait! Can you make it chocolate chip please" I beg over the phone

"Ill be there in 30"

"30!"

"Relax im playing around"