Bambi POV
Knock knock knock
"You alright honey?, you've been in bed for two weeks now, and I know it's not the flu, talk to me" My mother said in a concerning manner.
She sat next to me in my bed while rubbing my head.
"I'm fine mom" I lied. "Don't worry so much"
"You sure you don't need me to take you to the hospital?"
"I'm sure mom" I dragged my voice.
"Okay okay, ima leave you alone but you are going to school this following monday. No, ifs, ands or buts about it. I have to go to work , there's soup on the stove and I'll bring you some medicine back. Be good I love you" she kissed me on the cheek.
"I love you too" I replied.
These last couple of weeks I've been ghost. No school nor contact from the world, even Jolié. I know it may sound vain but I need sometime to clear my mind, and talking to Jolié was going to bring back everything that happen that night. She called everyday since the incident. I'll link up with her on Monday in school, I pray she isn't mad. Nurse Jones was constantly on my mind lately, I don't know why. The speech she gave me that day rewinds in my head almost everyday. Maybe I need counseling to get back on my feet? But than again I didn't want not a soul to find out about this, not even my mother.
Something in the back of my mind kept saying:
"Get help"
"Get tested"
"Find this bastard"
After the taunting of the voices going on. I threw in the towel. Am I going insane? I was on my way to the hospital hope to find an answer.
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Dangerous Curves (UNDER RECONSTRUCTION)
Novela JuvenilJolié King always been overweight but that never outweighed her swagger. She's the typical teenage girl with a little extra to bring to the table. Fashion became a hobby and eventually her life. Even though, her relationship with her mother isn't th...
