A Kind of Acceptance

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Trevor's P.O.V

I watched as Lindsey walked fastly toward the bathroom. "Humph." I heard my dad say. "What?" "No." "But-" "She's just another girl that likes attention and feeds off of it. You may no longer see her." "Wait..You coughed on purpose didnt you!" "Son-" "Didnt you?!"

I saw my dad start to cough. "Dont cover it up!" "Trevor! Stop! Hes really choking!" "What?! No! But- this is all being thrown at me! Dad!"

People were staring and gasping and I couldn't take it. I didnt know how to fix it. The only thing I could do was run to the bathroom.

My P.O.V

"LINDSEY!" "Ugh what?" I looked at Trevor and tears were streaming from his eyes. "Why are you in her and why are you crying?" He grabbed my hand and ran to our table.

Trevor's dad was laying on the ground lifeless. Nicole was on her knees praying. "How?" "I DON'T KNOW! FIX IT! PLEASE!" He screamed at me.

I knew how to do CPR but It was gonna be awkward because of my cast. Push. Push. Push. Was all I was thinking. I didn't want to do mouth to mouth so Trevor did.

After about two minutes he opened his eyes and started to cough. Everyone cheered and Trevor and his mom helped him up to give him a hug. He looked at me with despair and told me,

"You saved my life. There will be no one greater to be my son's girlfriend." "Ahem. Thank you sir. But were just friends." "Come here." "Okay." He gave me an awkward hug and pay on the back. It was weird because Im pretty sure only five minutes ago he hated my guts.

But it was a good sign. "I think we're done here. Are you kids coming with us?" Trevor's mom asked. "uh no. But I have something I want to grab from the car." He replied. "okay. You can stay at her house or come back home."

"Thanks mom." "Yeah thanks you two. Bye." We said our goodbyes, Trevor grabbed a leather coat from the car, and we started walking home.

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Sorry for the short chap. But c'mon I did Trevs POV. Anyhoo, Im actually sick and its 10pm. So I have two excuses. haha byez.

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