Chapter 2

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The hospital was its usual busy self. Doctors rushing around and people rushing to different wards to see either family or friends. It was always a rush. I walked slowly towards the receptionist to see if my mum had been moved or not.

"Hello love," I herd Jill's voice say pulling me from my trance. I made a little smile. "Why so down?" I shrugged. "It's a silent one then?" She asked. "Just not in the mood really," I replied. "So any letter yet?" She asked for the 100th time since I had applied for university. I nodded. "I got in!" I said trying to match her cheerful mood but failing. "Oh Hun that's amazing! What are you not so happy?" She questioned. "I was and I am it's just I hadn't thought everything through." I stopped. I couldn't be bothered talking. I think Jill got the same idea. "Okay Hun, she hasn't moved still on the east 9," I nodded and took my usual way up to her room.

I walked in through the heavy door. I looked at my Moms weak body. I let out a sigh. "Hi mom," I said quietly. No reply. The heart monitor beat repeated with the same constant pace. "How are you?" No reply. "I got good news today! I got into CSULB." No reply. All that was herd was her heart monitor and her breathing tube. I sat beside her and took her hand.

This is why. This. How am I supposed to keep up with hospital bills and now university bills. It's not fair.

"You're selfish. You knew that you where the only thing I had. You knew we had barely any money but yet you still be reckless and spend it all on drugs and alcohol. You've put me in danger to many times I've lost count! You drove my brother away and my dad. They left me here with you to look after you. You couldn't have just made my life easy?" I said through tears. "I have no money. I have no money for food. For your stupid debts. For your bills. For the house bills. For my university bills." I gave my mom one last glare and got out of the room. I paced up and down past her door. Trying to make my anger disappear.

I decided to go. Being here wasn't doing my mood much good. Being here always made me sad and sick. So sick. I've had to many bad memories here. So I left. Back to my car. Back to fresh clean air. Back home.

My phone buzzed in my hand just as I pulled into the drive way. I answered the Call.

"Hey girl," Carla said excitedly. "Hi," I replied not trying to hide the mood I was in. "Okay you're in a mood so I'll keep it short. Felix asked if I would go to this end of school party thing. It's going to be big. Everyone from all schools in long beach are going," she rambled. "Who's Felix?" I asked. "Oh, he's my soulmate." She replied with a smile evident in the way she said it. "Is he a cat or something," I scoffed. I knew she rolled her eyes at me. "Anyway can you come?" She asked. "7pm at Jacksons' beach house." I sighed. "I'll see," I said. "Yes good I'll see you there!"
She replied quickly ending the call.

I managed to drag myself to the house. I checked the time. "5 o'clock. Great." I said to no one. I decided to get out of my ugly mood and go get ready for this party.

***
2 hours later I went from drab to fab. Wow. I'm never saying that again. And I was fitted in a tight red dress that was way to out of my comfort zone. It had lines going around my boob area like and down the sides of the front of the dress. The lines reminded me of the bikinis you can get that have the lines and the different colours. Anyway. Who cares right? I shoved on my black heels and my black chocker again and looked at myself. I had a full beat face and a soft brown smokey eye, liner and lashes. My contour was popping as well as my brows. Highlighter was glowing. And my plump lips had a hot red matte lipstick on. My short hair had a beach wave curl to it. I sprayed on my Victoria secret perfume and grabbed my clutch and phone. My uber had texted me to tell me he was outside.

I could feel the music through my feet as I stepped out of the car. I paid the uber and thanked him and started my walk to the house.

Honestly, I completely regret this now. I texted both Carla and bailey to see where they were. I got a text back replying with 'at the bonfire x'. I rolled my eyes. How cliché. I got to the start of the sand and stared at it. How do I go about this? Should I take my heels off? I looked at the girls around me that had their heels on. No. Sand will get in your shoes. I let out a sigh. "Do you want me to carry you over?" I herd. I turned. Kyle. "Not by you." I said giving him a dirty look. Kyle was so full of himself. His curly blonde hair got him all the girls. He had an okay body compared to most guys in his "group".

"So, bailey's nice." He said. I started to take my shoes off. "Yeah. You're not getting her number." I said walking towards my friends. My feet were sinking into the cold sand. I definitely regret this. I had hoped Kyle had given up on asking for Bailey but he hadn't. He was following me. I stopped. "Seriously, no." I said turning to face him fully. "How about you hot stuff," I cringed. "Goodbye." I said making a quick getaway as people came over to talk to him.

"Hey em," Bailey said walking towards me. I smiled. "Hi B," she took my hand and pulled me close to her so I could hear her whisper. "I hate him." I looked at her confused. "Cat boy," she said. I soon realised what she was talking about. "Hey I said that too," we laughed. "He's stuck up. Rich. Always gets his own way." She said with a couple pauses. "Sounds like Carla a perfect match then." Bailey nodded.

"How bout your band?" She asked. "Same old," I said not even acknowledging it. We walked to the warmth of the fire. Bailey knew better than to ask if I wanted a drink. I mean. My mom put me off it for life.

***

The party had hit its peak. Me and bailey left Carla to go into the house to dance. Everyone was here and having a great time. Boys tried to rub the stuff up against us but we shit them down. We told them we were lesbian. Works every time honestly.

The music started to die down at around 1 am. Many people where starting to leave. I wanted to go. But I couldn't bring myself to leave this place. I was having to much fun.

"Hey, I'm going to the bathroom." I shouted over the still very loud music. Bailey nodded at me. I made my way through crowds of people to get to the glass stairs. It was dark. I carefully made my way up them. It was quieter up here. You could still hear the music and it's thumping but it was quieter. There was no line for the toilet. Well what I'd hoped to be the toilet. I walked through the door and had a fright. Two naked boys and 1 girl. I apologised and left them to their stuff. I walked past another couple doors and got to the very last one. It had the words "do not enter" on it. Well that just makes me curious.

I slowly turned the circular door knob and opened the door. I herd someone. "Mom, everything will be fine I'll clean it myself." I herd. "Yes. Mhm. No. Fine. Okay. Bye." I herd footsteps coming towards the door. I froze I didn't know what to do. My phone started to ring out loud. I cursed under my breath. I didn't look up but by the voice I could swear it was Jackson.

I looked at my phone. It was the hospital. "Sorry. Um. I needed to take this somewhere private I didn't know anyone was in here." He didn't say anything but I answered the call. "Hello." I said I slipped past Jackson into what I thought to be his room. I herd the door close and turned to its thud. He was still
Standing. Maybe thought I'd take something. "Is this Emma Jones?" I herd. "Yes, this is she." I confirmed. "Im afraid you will have to come to the hospital. Your Mom has just gone into cardiac arrest." The words rang in my ears. I sighed. I cursed under my breath. "She can't give me a break for one night. Fine I'm coming." I said a little angrily into the phone.

I ended the call and started to walk out of the room. I herd Jackson clear his throat. I forgot he was here. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. "I have to go. Great party." I said looking at the floor the hole time. That's probably weird for him.

I went downstairs through the rowdy crowd and I grabbed Bailey. "My mom. Can you drive?" I asked. She nodded. She hadn't drank tonight thank god!

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