Bleep bleeeeep. I jumped awake. There was an IV in my arm and my head was rapped in white bandages. I winced at he pain and laid back down. I looked around, it was a very big room, probably could fit 20 hospital beds. There was a dinner plate at my bedside table. There was some green beans, mashed potatoes, macaroni n cheese and jello.
I pulled my dinner plate over trying not to hurt myself and dug in.
When I was halfway done a man waked in. His face grew white when he saw me. "Scarlet? Oh my goodness I was so worried." He said. "Are you my doctor?" I questioned. "No silly I'm your dad."
"Oh dumb me, I've only ever seen you since I was like 7!" I stated sarcastically
He winced at the sarcasm. "I came to check on you." He told me slowly. "I thought you died." I said. "Uh, well umm actually we faked it, I was tired of all the publicity and everything so i got my old camera crew to animate the lion attacking me." He said.
"Well then why didn't you come back to us?" I asked still very confused. "If I did then everyone would see us and say, 'he didn't die, he was just faking it'." He said.
"Okay, so why couldn't you just tell the people you were done with the show and you wanted to quit?" I asked. "Well then my death wouldn't be remembered." He said like some stupid oscar winner.
"Okay so you'd rather be remembered by 7 billion people than quit the show and stay with your family?" I asked.
"Yep, you got it kiddo!" He said happily.
Oh my gosh I couldn't believe this guy. "Okay listen here, my mom almost died of anorexia becuase of you. You are selfish, stupid, and an attention seeker. I wish you just kept your secret life instead of coming back to us!" I yelled at him.
I got out of my bed, which hurt like the devil, and pushed him out of my hospital room and slammed the door in his face.
"Ouchhhh!" I yelled as a pain only you hear about in movies shot through my head. I felt the nerves in my head pounding and pounding. I struggled to the emergency call button and just managed to press it before I blacked out.
***
"Scar? Scar?" I heard a masculine voice say. I awoke from my black hole of sadness. My eyes focused on...Mark? MARK!!!!!!
"Ohmygoshohmygosh!!" I screamed as loud as I could. Strong muscular arms tightened around my waist, he picked me up, bridal style and carried me to the car.
I chuckled. "How you doing baby?" He asked. He had sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes, his lips were light pink and his smile was irresistibly cute.
"Fine, now that your here." I smiled. We had gotten to the car and he set me down in the front seat and gave me quick peck on the lips. He walked to the other side of his bright green jeep and sat down. The sunroof was off and the suns rays warmed our skin.
He gave me one last smile and started driving. I glanced in the rear view mirror and almost gagged. My hair was matted and my eyes were red and tired looking. I needed makeup, bad. "Do you still have my emergency makeup bag?" I asked. He pointed to the glove compartment and I dug in and found it.
I found the mascara and brushed it onto my lashes. I found a brush and brushed though my matted golden hair, I finally topped it off with a quick braided bun. I dotted some pink baby lips on and my look was complete.
"How do I look?" I asked Mark. "Way better than before!" He laughed. "Omg shut up!" I joked. "Just kidding!" He said. But it was to late I had already hit him hard in the stomach. He laughed hard and just for those few moments life was back to how it used to be, just me, Mark and the Sun was all we needed to make us happy.
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One Month
Teen FictionWhen 18 year old Scarlet Detwild gets diagnosed with fatalistic leukemia, she only has one month to live, she is determined to make her life count and to do all of the things she's ever wanted to do. But when her boyfriend insists that she's fine an...