Over the next few days my tooth ache vaguely died down.
It only hurt whenever I ate on the left side of my mouth. So, to resolve the problem, I always ate food on the opposite side.
Yeah it felt abnormal at first, but I gradually grew used to it.
I thought to myself; yeah I can live with this.
Oh little did I know at the time.
A week went by and the aching escalated.
Even just drinking tap water, a throbbing sensation would hit me.
Brushing my teeth was one hell of a job, I'll tell you that.
You know, painkillers are suppose to reduce the pain, right? I mean that is what they were designed to do.
Yeah... not in my case.
Three weeks went by and it was excruciating than ever!
There were many times where I nearly called the-
The place...where you get your teeth 'fixed.'
...
Why can't I say that word?
Well..
Because it's my biggest phobia.
Just thinking about that place sends shivers down my spine.
"oH BuT tHeY aRe So NiCe AnD tHeY mAkE yOu FeEl bEtTeR."
That day proved to me what kind of people they really are-
Monsters who enjoy inflicting pain on others while making a quick buck.
Fucking sick sadistic bastards.
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Thank the heavens it was the weekend.
No work for two days yayayaya!
I was sitting on the couch trying to watching yet another episode of PLL (my determination for finding out A is the only thing keeping me some what distracted), while holding an ice pack against my face.
I've tried about every fucking thing in the book from garlic to the yucky syrup that your mom gave you when you felt sick-
AND STILL IM IN SO MUCH PAIN.
Then suddenly the bell rang, snapping me out of my thoughts.
...
Who could that be? I wasn't expecting anyone.
I paused the TV and walked towards the door to open it.
"Kylie? What are you doing here?"
"I'm doing great thanks for asking, Mads." She said sarcastically, inviting her self in.
Rolling my eyes, I closed the door.
"Seriously though, why are you here?" I asked, folding my arms.
"Can I not see my best friend every once in a while?" She pouted.
"We literally saw each other yesterday."
"Why are you holding an ice pack?"
...
Shit.
I quickly threw it on the floor.
"Do you want anything to drink?" I asked, trying to compose myself.
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You're The Reason Why I Smile (ON HOLD)
RomanceEver since her childhood incident, Madison has been dead scared of dentists. One day at work, she gets an ache in her tooth. As the days go by, the dull pain turns into an excruciating one. Tired of watching her friend suffer, Kylie makes Madison an...
