Time Bomb ♡Koli♡

19. concern

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As I sit on a white chair my brain hurts. I want to cry because of the migraine that's behind my face and above my throat. Oli's talking to his brother but I'm not listening.

"Hey kellin I'm taking Tom to the cafeteria, do you want to come?" He says looking at me worried.

"N-no, my head hurts. I'll stay here," I say and he kisses my forehead and they leave. I glance at Matt and he is looking at me.

"Are you okay?" He asks and I taste blood. I can also feel it slide down my throat. Oh no..

I stand up about to run to the bathroom but I start coughing up blood onto my hands and the floor. He gasps and jumps up about to come help me but I run out and run to the bathrooms as fast as I can.

I burst into it start washing blood off me coughing and spitting up blood. I take off my top that I got blood on and start washing it. The door opens and matt walks in and looks at me like I'm crazy.

"Are you dying? What the fuck?" He yells and I wash my face.

Yes.. yes I am dying.

"I'm okay, please dont tell Oli. He already knows but I dont want to ruin today," I say putting my damp clean shirt under the hand driers.

"Dude, coughing up blood all over the floor isnt okay," tears brim to my eyes.

"Please? It's my business.." I say and tears fall as I look at him. My head hurts, I'm hungry, and my throat hurts.

"Okay.. dont cry. I'll go clean up your blood," he says grabbing paper towels and leaving. I finish drying my shirt and put it on. I fix my hair and then leave the bathroom.

I go into the room and Matt is throwing away paper towels and theres no blood anywhere. I'm so thankful he's helping me.

"Thank you.. I'm sorry," I say sitting down and folding in. I put my forehead on my knees and my feet are flat on the floor and hold my pounding head.

"Its fine but you should tell Oli if you're not feeling good. He's really caring and will take you home," he says.

"I feel lightheaded, I'm definitely not getting on a motorcycle," I mumble and he sighs.

I look at my phone and then matt. "Tell Oli my parents wanted me home," I say and he nods. I press vic's number and he doesn't answer so I click on Ronnie's.

"Hey, what's up man," he answers.

"Can you pick me up from the hospital?" I ask going down the stairs and down hallways I know Oli wont be in.

"Sure, I'll pick you up at the front in five?" He asks and I hear doors open and close on his end. Ronnie is so nice to me. He does have dark humor but he's a good guy.

"In the back but Yeah, thank you," I say going out of the big building.

"Bye, see you soon," Ronnie says.

"Bye bye," I say and hand up and sit on the curb. My brain hurts and my body feels exhausted. I rest my face and wait for Ronnie to pick me up.

When he pulls up I get in his mustang and curl up on the seat. "Rough day?" He says and I look at my tattooed friend.

"Yeah.. just kinda bummed out I'm going to die," I mumble and he nods sadly.

"Wait no, you aren't going to die. I believe you'll get over this," he says confidently and I smile.

"I feels like I'm inside out and people are choking me and touching my stomach AND touching my brain," I say and he frowns.

"When was the last time you ate?"

"Earlier today but I throw must of it up," I tell him.

"Let's go to Starbucks and we can get a pretzel or muffin," he says pulling up to Starbucks.

"Okay," I mumble.

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"Don't you just feel like a octopus sometimes!?" A lady huffs to herself as she struggles with bags, coffees, and screaming children.

Yes.. I do..

She leaves Starbucks and I pick at my pretzel. Ronnie drinks coffee and plays on his phone. I pick up my phone and look to see Oli texted me.

Oli: are you okay sweetie? Matt said you had to go home, should I come over?

Me: I'm okay. Nah, I'm going to sleep soon and maybe take a bath.

Me: but tomorrow you can come over and tattoo me

Oli: okay, I'll see you then. I'm about to get on my motorcycle so I have to go

Me: okay ttyl

Oli: ❤

I end up eating all of the pretzel and surprisingly I don't feel sick. I smile and drink my strawberry smoothie.

I hope this is me getting better.

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