My Last Word

Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning calmed, then I began to figure out how I feel asleep. I thought back and I remembered the fact that George has my book.

Did he touch it? Did he read it? I really hope he didn't. What happens if he did and he felt it was a burden to be friends with me because of my depression? This isn't fair on my part, I wanted to keep it from him..

Well I sighed and got up from bed. I walked sleepily to my mirror and looked at my reflection. My hair was a mess, and a few scars must have opened up because I had blood on my arms. I stared at myself for a bit, pointing out my flaws, then I go and shower.

After washing myself I didn't feel any better. The shower made me think over the situation even more, and I even forgot how many times I washed my hair. I worried that George would treat me differently, and I didn't want that. Eventually I got out of the shower and put my hair in a messy bun after getting dressed. Then I made a run for it to school.

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The bell rang and my teacher was stating we needed to study for a test, but I was already half way out the door. A couple of people shoved themself into me and others just laughed as I walked by. Then there were the people who just said nothing to be polite. Thank you Spanish exchange students for acting like you don't understand the situation to laugh!

I entered Language class and George was already at my desk. He looked at me and smiled sweetly as always as he handed me back my book. He put his fingers through his hair and sat beside me. When other students walked in, they were in shock. Even the teacher was surprised.

"Okay students," he started, "pop quiz!"

People groaned all around me, even George had this look on his face as if saying "are you serious?"

"Don't worry, it is just about yesterday's lesson and homework! So books away, pen or pencil on your desk, and phones off please!" He made sure to make the word off stand out as he handed out the quiz.

Being good at language, I finished first. I handed the quiz in and pulled out my book. I flipped to the first page which read 30 REASONS TO DIE, but saw the reasons were scratched out. Confused I flipped the page and saw in a different handwriting REASONS TO LIVE.

1. You are smart

2. You are kind

3. You are amazing

4. You are my only friend here

5. All your reasons to die are wrong

6. For all the reasons I wish you could see

I looked at George, shocked, and he didn't look up. I can tell he noticed because he smiled, and I'm pretty sure that he is laughing with "what is an oxymoron?"

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After school I sat outside and reviewed the six reasons over and over again. He took the time to do this for me? A girl he just met? Why? I couldn't keep the questions out of my head and I wanted them to stop. Someone did something nice for me, that should be enough.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned, hoping to see George. Sadly, I only see Melony. She wasn't alone, as always, and was hanging out with her two annoyig friends. Their names are Ella and Trixie. They could be twins, but they swear they aren't related. they both have long, brown hair in the same cut, the same skintone, and so on. They are even wearing the same outfit, but different colors. "Look who it is. Sal, right?' stated Trixie, or was that Ella? I can't tell.

"Sam..." I corrected.

"Who cares? Listen, what do you think you're doing? You are stealing the new guy from us, and we aren't happy with that." Melony stated with such a sharpness in her tone that I had to try not to whimper. Her eyes narrowed. "Look, Sade, I don't know what you're up to, but give it up. Do everyone a favour and leave the guy alone. Better yet, drop dead why don't you?"

Her friends giggles as they flipped their hair at the same time, turning around and gossiping amongst themselves.

I began to pack up, about to make my way hope before the tears come, when I heard a familiar voice say my name.

"Sam!"

I turned around, only to find George. He smiled happily at me, but slowly the smile began to fade as he looked at me. "Sam? Is everything okay?" He seemed concerned, causing the tears to come faster. I looked at him as my tears were about to take over, not able to move or speak, then I felt his warm arms embrace me and pull me close. "What happened?"

I began to tell him what happened with Melony, Trixie, and Ella. The silent crying turned into sobs as I told him that they were right. He doesn't deserve to have only one friend. He is so amazing, he shouldn't be alone with me out of all people. He shook his head and hugged me tighter. "Shh.. Listen, it's okay.. I don't need then as friends.. Alright..? I love having you as a friend, Sam... You are beautiful, smart, funny, caring, but God you are too caring.. Don't worry about me, I can handle myself.."

I looked at him and nodded, but I wasn't fully convinced. "G-George..?" He looked at me, and I continued. "Thank you.. For the book.."

"Don't thank me, and if anything happens to you, I swear I will go all hulk in huge traffic." The vision made me giggle, and he smiled a bit, but tried to hide it. "I'm serious, and if you hurt yourself I will seriously kill you then bring you back to ask if you are okay, and apologize for killing you." I laughed more, hugging him tighter. I let go to wipe my eyes.

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He walked me home again, and when I opened the door, it was quiet. I didn't hear the whimpers of my mom, or my dad yelling, and I automatically took it as a good omen. I said goodbye to George, and he smiled at me, walking home himself.

I entered the house and I saw my mom lying on the floor. Panicing, I run towards her and check a pulse. It's there. I sighed, but ran to the phone to call the ambulance.

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Five. Hours.

That was how long I was waiting in the hospital.

That was how long it took for the doctor to tell me my mom might not make it.

That was how long it took for the doctor to tell me that my dad was involved.