Falling Apart

Flashbacks

Hellooooo! Back again with another chapter of Falling Apart! I hope you enjoy it! *PLEASE FORGIVE ANY ERRORS*

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I've been awake since..I can't even remember. My nurse, Jill, would come inside my room from time to time but I was always distracted.

I couldn't wrap my head around everything that was happening. I didn't understand why Evan hadn't come to see me.

Where is he?

I miss him terribly and I can't help but feel anxious as time pass.

The knock on the door startles me and I sign as I notice that it's only Jill.

She has food on a plate but I wasn't hungry. I actually felt full but I hadn't really eaten anything. My appetite is gone.

I just want to see Evan. I want to touch his skin and hold his hand.

I want to kiss his soft pink lips. I just want him here with me.

Suddenly I felt nauseous. I lay down on my side and rub my belly slowly.

The nauseous feeling remains and I frown.

Jill places the food on my side and helps me sit up.

"Crystal, you have to eat something."

"I'm not hungry."

"I understand but you need something in your stomach for you to heal better and faster."

I just shake my head.

I would eat but I really feel awful. I can't digest anything right now.

"Hold up, I'll be right back. Just try and eat okay?" She puts the plate in front of me.

I look at the food. Marsh potatoes. I dislike marsh potatoes so much. It's the only thing that comes from potatoes that makes me want to throw up.

I groan as the taste of my mouth changes into what tastes like..blood?

I cough and wipe my mouth and on the back of my hand is blood.

My eye widens and I start to vomit almost immediately.

But there was something abnormal about what I was vomiting.

Blood pours out of my mouth as I try not to choke.

I clutch the sheets that are now filled with blood with one hand and place the other hand on my stomach.

I lose balance and fall off of the bed.

I groan loudly as I try to sit up. Pain shooting from my stomach.

I cough out some more blood.

I want to scream but I can't!

Maybe I'm just imagining things.

My heart rate has already started to accelerate.

My breathing becomes abnormal as I try my best to believe these are my own imaginations haunting me.

But there's nothing.

Everything looks so real, so vivid.

I touch my blood with shaking hands and I start to have flashbacks.

"And you got detention?! You think you're all bad now?! You think that anyone in this house is going to take care of you without an education!? Huh?"

"Dad...please....please stop! You're hurting me!"

I scream as I shake my head. I don't want to remember..I don't want to remember!