Chapata 7: Sickness

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Daniella's POV

It's been a month, one hard month. So many broken promises you can almost see them covering the floor.

We've both broken that promise, the promise we wouldn't hurt our selfs. We both broke it a long time ago.

We promise each other to stop, the promises never stick around. They always crash and burn and end in apologizes then a new promise to stop.

The cycle goes on and on, we got to school, get beaten, then turn around and break a promise, it's a cycle of hate.

"Lilah" I said tiredly, "we gotta go" I rubbed my eyes and regretted it right after. My eyes not black, but I got punched. Thank you Ian. Note my sarcasm.

"Why so we can stand there and get beaten?" she asked looking up at me.

"Lilah.." I said lightly, "let's not argue about this now" I said. She groaned and got up.

I brushed my dark brown hair and put on a stripped sweater. "the best time to wear a striped sweater" I sang quietly.

"Is all the time, one with the color" Lilah sang along.

"Turtle neck, that's the kind" we sang together, then screamed, "CAUSE WHEN YOUR WEARING! THE PERFECT STRIPPED SWEATER!"

We both broke into a fit of laughing. We finally stopped. "why do we act so happy?" Lilah asked. It's strange, we can go from sponge bob, to something deep just like that..

"Because all we can do is act" I said looking away, "it's all we've got.." I whispered letting a tear roll down my cheek.

"We got each other" she pointed out, "that's something"

"That's someone" I corrected laughing lightly wiping my face, "why do we always hang out in the bathroom?"

"I don't even know" she laughed, I smiled and walked into the kitchen, getting a pounding headache halfway there.

"Shi-"

"Ship!" Lilah corrected me, I laughed which made my head hurt worse. I groaned and put my hand on my head which was burning hot.

"Shi-"

"Ship!" she said again.

"Ship. I think I'm running fever" I groaned walking over to the kitchen, sure enough I was.

"You wanna stay home with me?" I asked laying down on the couch and flipping on the tv.

"No.. I'll be okay" she said. I smiled and said goodbye as she left out the door.

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