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GrumpyXSunshine
"let kindness spread like a wildfire."
Opal Clemens is a bubbly outgoing girl with a big heart. She loves to make people happy and has a positive outlook on life. Her constant goals are to make the people around he...
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O P A L
My phone buzzes on my night stand, lighting up the wall in the dark room. Ignoring it I roll over and cover my face with my pillow, trying my darnedest to sleep. I haven't slept in two months, every time I close my eyes I dread it, I end up seeing something I want to forget.
I sit up in my bed, leaning against my headboard. My bed is my safe haven now. It's the place I feel safest. I can be alone and drown in my own thoughts. As my eyes begin to feel heavy my phone buzzes like crazy, text after text. Leaning over to grab my phone I slip and fall off my bed, making a loud thud.
I groan silently, wrapping my hand around my wrist. Pushing myself off the floor I walk into the bathroom and wrap a cold wet cloth around my wrist, taking a seat on the edge of the bath tub.
"Opie?" Marci's voice booms from my room.
"In here." I call back.
She stumbles into my bathroom, fuzzy leggings snug around her legs, showing off all her curves, a semi cropped graphic t-shirt swaying with her movement. "You okay? What happened?"
"I.. fell out of bed and hurt my wrist."
"Ouch. Come with me." I follow behind her as we enter the kitchen.
We both take a seat at the kitchen table, she wraps a clean, dry cloth around an ice pack, laying it on my wrist. "What time is it?"
"Almost five in the morning."
I yawn, "Wow, it's late." Rubbing my tired eyes I watch Marci, chewing on her nicely painted nails. "What's eating at you?"
"I don't know, just this idea popped into my head and now I can't seem to get it out of my head."
"What is it?"
"I don't want to freak you out."
"Marci, if it's serious just come out and say it."
"Opie, do you think... with you being sick so often, that you could possibly be pregnant?"
A lump scratches in my throat and the room around me spins. "I..I'm going to puke." I run to the bathroom and let everything out to the point nothing comes out, just gagging so hard my eyes water.
Marci kneels beside me, rubbing my back. "I'm so sorry Opal. I did not want to freak you out."
I wash my mouth out and sit back down beside her. She hands me some ginger ale, opening it for me. "I can't be."
