part 3

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"what did i tell you!" my mom yelled at me with dad by her side. "you could've got hurt."

"mom i'm fine. this is all new to me, i'm just getting used to it." i said trying to calm her down.

"i called Dr. Berklin, he suggested that you don't go out anymore." she said.

my mom worries way to much, i look at dad. "dad!"

he shrugs, "it's not our decision, pumpkin."

"ugh!" i go upstairs and slam my door. i plop down on my bed and look at ceiling.

my phone buzzes, "hey" it says. it's from an unknown number.

i pick up my phone and slide over to open the text. "um hi, but who's this?"

"it's joey." it said.

how did he get my number? i never gave it to him. i set his contact as his name. "you
left your phone at jacobs house. you didn't have a password so i put your number in my phone before your parents came back to get it."

"oh, thank you?" i texted.

he left me on read but then texted to make a new conversation. "are you okay?"

i don't wanna tell him what happened for me to do what i did at jacobs house, not yet. "yeah, i'm fine."

"why did you faint." he asked.

"i prefer not to talk about it if that's okay." i text, hoping he would understand.

"oh okay, no worries."

a text message comes from the top of my screen. it's from my best friend, mckenna.

"anna!" it says. i smile and tap on it, leaving joey on read.

"what!" i texted back.

"dylan asked me out today!" she said. i can see her smile go from cheek to cheek, even though i can't.

"awe yay!" i said, "i'm so happy for you."

"i know right. how are you holding up? any cute boys?" she texted.

"i fainted when i was playing basketball with, i guess, my friend."

"omg. are you okay?"

i smile, "i'm fine, i just played too much."

"i'm glad that you're fine. but who's this friend???" i can imagine her doing that thing she does with her eyebrows when i talk about a boy.

"his name is joey. i guess he's my age because he goes to my school that i'm about to go to." i text.

she's doing that squeal that she does when she's happy, i know she is. "oooo! is he cute."

i put joeys face in my mind. he does have a cute nose and a nice smile.

"kinda, i don't know." i hit send.

"yassss, you get it!"

"okayyyy."

"anyway, i'm going out with dylan, i'll text you tonight."

"okay byee." she left me on read.

i turn off my phone and lay it down on my bed. why is my life like this? i could be hugging mckenna and congratulating her for getting a boyfriend, but instead i'm here all the way in new york. who knows how many miles?

i feel like it's my fault that we're here. i can still remember the day that it all went down.

flash back.

"dad!" i said trying to get his attention from the back seat. "can we go get mcdonald's?"

he looks in the mirror as he drives. "sure, pumpkin."

he makes a turn, not realizing that at the same time a semi truck was doing the same exact time.

the car flips over and stumbled off the curve. my whole chest hurts and my body is numb, i can't move.

"anna!" i can hear my mom yell my name. i look around as my surroundings and realized that i was thrown from the car.

my moms face hovers over me, she rests her head on her lap.

end of flashback.

the doctors told me that my lung had collapsed when i was thrown. they said that i could have a transplant or just live with one lung. we couldn't find anyone to do the transplant so i had to live with one lung.

living with one lung means that you can't really exercise like a person with two lungs. that's why i kinda fainted when i was playing basketball.

once everyone found out that i had one lung, they started to bully me. they would pretend that they couldn't breathe, trying to Imitate me with my lung.

i had to switch to a private school, which was even worse. then my dad got a job promotion and we moved from san francisco to new york.

it was hard moving because i had to leave my childhood. but then i was relieved that i didn't have to go what i went through, but i cant see mckenna.

so i'm kinda happy that i get to start over. i already made a few friends like joey and jacob. i have a feeling that joey and i are going to be good friends.

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