Liar Liar

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As the paramedics approached me I began to gain conciseness again, they asked me why I did it, why I took the pills and I panicked, I didn't want to go to jail or a mental hospital so I said it was Morgan. I feel so bad because she's letting me stay at her house when I've been so mean to her and forgave me for giving her a concussion and bullying her. I arrive at the hospital and they told me Morgan would be taken care of and they'd give me medicine to wash out my system and to just relax. I thought Morgan would get arrested and I would get away with it, but it didn't go like that at all.

I had been sitting in my hospital bed for a few hours getting consistent checks from nurses, watching Kuwtk, one of my favorite shows when suddenly three police officers was walked in.
"Hello is your name Nora Schmidt?" Says a police officer in a raspy voice.

"Umm...yeah, why?" I say back, still a little out of it.

"Well, we watched some security footage and saw that you took the pills on your own, which isn't against the law but lying to the police is, in sorry but after you finish with your treatment we're going to have to arrest you."

"Ugh, no you will not you can't do this your just discriminating against me because I'm pregnant and I will not tolerate it!" I shout back, how could they be so rude.

"Ma'am I am not discriminating against you, you broke the law and you have to pay for it."

"Well...what's going to happen to the baby then!"

"We will have to put her in foster care, you may have a chance of getting her back depending on how well you cooperate right now."

"Whatever, is Morgan here I want to talk to her."

"Your friend? She's waiting outside I'll go and get her." Says the officer leaving the room.

Morgan enters the room crying and shaking.

" why would you blame me? I almost had to go to jail because of you! Do you see this black eye? I was in a cell for an hour with someone who just go in a gang fight! I'm mentally fucking damaged because of your ass." She screams at me.

"Oh shut up, I was going to apologize but now your being all bitchy about it! Your not even the one going to jail, I am! And I'm pregnant and my parents hate me and my life literally sucks, so lay off me." I snap back.

"Oh boo fucking hoo, Hello my name is Nora Schmidt and I go around fucking guys and being a bitch and trying to arrest my friends but my life is so hard, it's so fucking hard that I have to pay for my mistakes, so hard...."

"Oh go fuck yourself Morgan! Your not me so you don't realize how hard it is, and you know I just did half that stuff because of the hormones, it's not my fault." I yell back, crying.

"STOP BLAMING EVERYTHING ON OTHER PEOPLE NORA!!! ITS YOUR FAULT YOU GOT KNOCKED UP, ITS YOUR FAULT YOU GOT KICKED OUT AND ITS YOUR FUCKING FAULT YOUR GOING TO JAIL!!!! SO STOP PLAYING THE FUCKING VICTIM AND TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR ACTIONS!!!" She screams at me.

"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend? The Morgan I know would be kind and empathetic, not screaming at me telling me to get my life together, I know I've made mistakes you screaming them at me isn't going to help me do any better." I whisper, I'm to upset to yell.

"You know what, I'm done, I'm so fucking done with you Nora, you know sometimes friendship isn't about being all overly happy and all fucking nice and shit, friends are supposed to be honest with you, catch you when your falling, tell you before life runs you over, I'm trying to help you so don't tell me I'm a bad friend and I don't care, I let you stay in my fucking house! When you fucked up, and the only reason I told your secret was because you were attacking me over some guy you didn't even care about, it was all part of your act to seem like a perfect little innocent suburban girl, but your not, you're mean you're so fucking mean, to the point where you'd rather protect your reputation than your friend, you think your the only one who lost something in this? Well guess what? You're not, I lost friends because you told them I was a whore and a snitch, but I'm not the whore and I'm not the snitch, you are but you never get blamed for it and you never will because you're just a poor innocent suburban girl who accidentally got knocked up, oh poor thing..."

" Oh SHUT UP MORGAN!!!! I know I made mistakes can you just shut up and leave!!! I hate you stop attacking me you bitch!!" I scream back at her.

"Good for you, I'm happy you hate me because you're not ever living with me again I will leave your stuff outside, and I'll make sure you do NOT mother that baby either, you'd be the worst mother ever!!!"

She stomps out of the room, I can't believe her, how could she be so rude? Does she understand how hard everything is for me? Does she? I know I've made mistakes but that doesn't give her an excuse to be rude to me, everyone already hates me, I can't be the only person there for myself, like Morgan said I won't be able to tell when I'm about to fall, or when life is going to run me over, I need someone to be there for me, I now know exactly who, the father of my baby.

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