Chapter 3

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Ugh. That's how I feel, just ugh. I woke up early today because it was picture day so I had to look extra nice. I took time on picking the right outfit and doing my hair right, to find out that it has been cancelled. Would you like to know the reason, some group of idiots broke into the school and smashed almost everything. Schools out for about a week which I'm happy about but mad because of all that time I took to look nice.

I walked out of my room to find out that my mom and dad were both working and that they left me a list of chores for me, fun day. The first one was grocery shopping and there was a list of what we needed on the fridge. At times like this I wished that Tenny, Carl and Eric were here. We used to go shopping all the time and cause such a commotion the one time we were kicked out. I remember those happy days, I wonder what happened to Eric. Did he forget about us already, his best friends from childhood.

I grabbed my keys, the list and my sunglasses before making my way out of the building and into my car. Turning the volume of my music up very high and the ACC on full blast, I made my way to the grocery store. As I look around I see a bunch of teenagers hanging out with their friends, laughing and talking to each other. I haven't done that in so long it feels so foreign to me.

I finally see the store up ahead and park in the parking lot. I step out of my car feeling the warm air hit my body, it's so humid. Luckily I made it into the store in about thirty seconds tops to make my hair frizzy. I start at the meat section to get all of the necessaries. Then to the dairy and the baking ingredients and then the snacks that I have to have. Just as I was about to get inline, someone walked in front of me and basically cutting me off.

I was mad but not mad enough that I wanted to use my voice so I just let it slip and he only has one thing to buy anyways. He bought his thing and ran off out of the store and then I started loading my items onto the black thing that moves.

As I was loading my things into my trunk I felt eyes on my and I had this feeling that it was that guy that butted in front of me. I quickly loaded the rest of my things into my trunk and jumped into my car. After a few minutes of my car finally becoming cool enough for me to drive in, I headed home. I noticed a black Cadillac following me until I pulled into my usual parking spot at the apartment building and it drove right by. I decided to walk in the back door, just incase and get some of the employees to bring my groceries to my room.

When the last bag was dropped off, I looked at the other chores. Put groceries away, vacuum, dust,do dishes, empty dish washer and bring the mail in. Thinking I was going to be in the house for every chore but one, I set up my music and blasted it through the house. I started dancing and putting the groceries away, which is so much fun. The next on the list was vacuuming so I just danced and vacuumed. Music is one my my favourite things in the world.

I finished everything except for the mail part of my chores and let me tell you it was fun. I danced and almost sang but I couldn't use my voice without them here. They encouraged me too much to waste it without them here. That's reminds me, I haven't seen them in over a week, that has to be the longest that we have been separated. I wonder if I can go visit them right now. The clock reads 3:33 so I have another two and a half hours until visiting hours are over. Maybe I'll just get the mail when I came back.

When I got to the hospital I just walked in heading straight for the head desk. The same nurse that I talked to before was there and when she saw me she frowned a bit. "I'm sorry sweetie but you won't be able to see them until the new treatment is done. Before you ask me, go ask your mom about it. She gave the treatment to us." She smiled and went to talk to another customer. I just headed out and to my car.

I sat in my car for a while with the music up high, what did mom give them? Is it working? Is it effecting them worse? There were so many questions I just drive home with my mind somewhere else. That is until I saw the same car that followed me home this morning, following me again. The windows were too tinted for me to see who it was but it was making me freak out. I just sped up a bit and made it home. I parked my car and running into the building, grabbing the mail and running up to my apartment. Once I was in, I locked the door and watched reruns of my favourite show, vampire diaries.

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