Fight Song

Chapter Thirty

Matt walks in.
"Hi April." He says.
"I don't need people's pitty for me being sick. I'm sick of being sick." I say. He doesn't say anything. "Your not going to say something?!" I ask aggravated.
"What you want me to say something and have you snap at me?! C'mon April where is that nice girl I once knew! The one I asked out and changed my life! Huh?! Where is she?!" He says yelling his fustration at me.
"Oh I don't know! Why don't you go look for her or just leave and don't worry about me!" I yell. Instantly regretting what I just said. "I'm sorry." I say about to cry.
"No I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I know your fusturated but you need to find the determination like you once had." He says.
"I don't know how." I say feeling depressed.
"I-I might have an idea." He says. He takes out his phone. He plays 'Fight Song'.
"Turn it off." I say quietly.
"What?" He asks.
"I said turn it off!" I yell.
"I am trying to help you god damn it! Just let me help you!" He yells. A nurse and my mother rush in.
"Get out." I say quietly.
"I-I'm so"
"I said get out! Everyone! Get out!" I yell. Everyone leaves. I cry in fustration. My hope and dream of being normal fades away as my faith goes down the drain.