My Story | Lauren Cimorelli |

chapter 5 |football match|

Pov. Christina

3 years have passed, and I can finally say that Lauren has fully recovered. It took quite a while, but in the end she did it, she started to be a cheerful and carefree little girl, a little quiet and very observant, but at least she came out of that abyss where she had fallen.
The girls are out and so being alone I decide to put the house in order. Oh my God, what a mess that my sisters leave, dressed, cosmetics, shoes, an old sandwich ... an old sandwich? LIIIISAAAAA. After having thrown that "radioactive" thing I go upstairs and into Dani and Katherine's room, even here it is as if a bomb had exploded.
After an hour I finished and I go to fill my big glass of fresh water but first step from Lauren's room, I see an immaculate room, everything is in order, there are only some sheets torn on the bed, I take them to throw them but while I watch them known that they are math exercises, but they are correct I do not understand why he tore them up later I will ask then.
The girls arrive and we prepare for Lauren's match, Yes I said correctly Lauren's match, about a year ago she joined the football team and I have to say that she is quite good, today she has the final match.
We are in the stands and we are waiting for the game to begin, here they are entering the field and as the game begins I notice the difference between Lauren's team and the opposing team, they must have at least 5 years more.
- GOOOO SCHNITZEL scream Lisa, when Lauren fills the ball ... pulls ... and scores, we all get to cheer and in the field all Lauren's friends jump on her congratulating, she gets up from the ground and runs towards us saying
- I dedicate it to you Lise to then return to the field to play.
After another score dedicated to me, the first half ends and we are winning 2-1.
Lauren comes to us and Lisa gives her a bottle of water that is drunk by Lauren all in one gulp and before going to the dressing room she said
- the next scores I will make will be dedicated to you, she said pointing to Dani, Kath and Amy.
The interval is over and the game was about to start again when I don't see Lauren coming.
Two minutes pass, but nothing, Lauren does not arrive then I start seriously to worry, when Katherine points out to me that the other team was watching us and grinning, then I understood everything.
In a moment I climbed over the fence and started running towards the locker room, attracting the attention of the entire stadium.
I hear someone calling me and telling me to stop but I know what to do.
I walk into the looker room and find Lauren crouched in a corner, I approach her and touch her shoulder but she walks away scared, as soon as I call her she gets up and slings herself into my arms crying.
She has her whole face full of blood and very swollen she tries to hug me, but she stops and cries out in pain, while I try to calm her, Lisa enters with the field doctors who take Lauren and lay her on a couch.
Lisa and I stand by her hand holding her hand and while the doctor checks her tells us that they have already called the ambulance and the 911. The other girls who are interrogated by the policemen arrive, while the doctors load Lauren from the ambulance and I go up with her.
Arriving at the hospital, Lauren, who was asleep by now, is taken to a room where she will be treated while I wait in the room where she will then be transferred.
After 20 minutes a doctor enters the room carrying Lauren in a wheelchair, she has an arm wrapped in a cast and on his face and head she has many patches and bandages.
The doctor sets up Lauren on the bed and tells us that he will come back later with the results.
As soon as the doctor comes out Lauren said:
- Chrissy can you lay next to me?
I didn't have to be told twice that I was immediately in bed with Lauren and I was encircling her back with one arm and with the other I held her hand while she leaned her head on my shoulder and before she could go back to sleep in a whisper he said:
- Thanks mom.
It is not the first time that Lauren calls me mom but every time she does it I feel more and more important for her, and she for me.
The girls arrive and after Lisa has said how he had reduced those boys who beat Lauren (poor boys I would never want a Lisa Cimorelli angry at) comes the doctor who said that the cast could be removed in 1 week and that he will do a lot your head hurts these days and will have to try to resist the pain but only when it is too strong can you take painkillers and could leave the hospital.
We get home and Lauren sits on the couch while we prepare dinner.
Lisa approaches Lauren and offers her a cookie but she refuses it, after a while she returns to Lauren and asks her if she wants to go for a ride but Lauren refuses again, the third time Lisa goes to Lauren and asks her if she wants to see each other a movie Lauren responds a little violently, at the fourth time, she didn't even finish talking about it and Lauren started screaming:
- Enough ... Lisa, I can not handle it anymore, you can be serious for a moment? and run upstairs.
Lisa is a little hurt, but, consoled by us sisters, her good mood returns, in the meantime I go to call Lauren because dinner is ready.
During dinner there was not even a glance between Lauren and Lisa. After dinner, Amy, Kath, Dani and Laur went upstairs while Lisa and I cleared it up, and after a while I saw Lauren arrive, so I decided to go out the back and leave them alone, but always looking through the window.
I see Lauren approaching Lisa with a very suffering expression and holding her head in her hands, Lisa understands, takes it and puts it on the table, as she goes to get Lauren's pills, when Lauren returns she asks:
- Why are you doing this for me? don't you hate me?
- Why should I hate you, just because you told me to finish it and not bother you? Lolo, I too wouldn't stand, don't worry, you can rest assured that I'll never hate you.
Lisa said hugging Lauren and giving her the pills.
With eyes full of tears I go back to the kitchen and I also call the other girls because we have to talk.
When everyone is sitting around the table, I exchange a look with Lisa who nods and I say.

- what do you think if we become a band?