Heaven
Being in such a panic, my mind couldn't function right. I didn't want to cause a scene at this party considering that would cause more chaos than I needed. Tears were pouring down my face as I tried to pick Sierra up off the floor but there was no progress considering I have no upper arm strength. I examined her head seeing that she had lost a lot of blood from the gash on the side of her head.
I sat there trying to think of a logical way to get her out of her and get help, but the continuos pounding on the bathroom door caused me to break out of thought.
"Someone is in here!" I screamed out of agitation.
"Open the door, Heaven. It's Tre'!"
I rushed to the door and opened it for him to walk in. When he came in, his eyes immediately looked at Sierra lifeless body.
"What happened ?"
"I- I- don't know. I walked in and she was like this." I said now completely crying. Tre' wiped my tears.
"Don't cry, Heaven. It'll be alright. Let's just get her to the hospital."
I nodded slowly before responding," But I can't pick her up. I don't even have a car. How am I suppose to get her there, Tre?"
"That's what I'm here for. Now Imma' need you clean yourself up. I'll drive y'all there and do all that I can help okay?" He said flashing his pearly whites.
I nodded and began grabbing towels to clean myself while Tre' wrapped Sierra's head with a towel. Once he was done, he carried Sierra to his white Camaro. I climbed into the front seat to see his interior was all white. I knew his seats would be ruined by the end of the night.
He climbed into the front seat and took off towards the hospital. No one talking , no music, just complete silence.
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"Hello ma'am. How may I assist you?" The lady at the desk asked. We had just made it to the hospital after a 20 minute drive that felt like forever. I tried calling Lola, but some dude answered. The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't put the voice to a name.
"I need my friend to go to back immediately please. She has lost a lot of blood and she is currently unconscious." I said just as Tre' made his way into the waiting room with the lifeless body in his arms.
Nurses immediately rushed with a gurney to Sierra. I tried following them to the back, but the doors closed right in front of my face.
I returned to a chair and immediately broke down. I can't have my friend die. I mean I have Lola, but I've always had a closer bond with Sierra. I remember we used to call each other "sandbox shorties" in 4th grade. Sierra was the reason Lola and I met. I just couldn't be without her. Just thinking about not having her made me cry even more.
"Aye, come here." Tre' said sitting me on his lap.
"She's not going to be okay I know she's not. She was there for God knows how long just losing blood. I should have went looking for instead of sitting at that stupid bar. Who even did this to her? Does Mace even know she's hurt? He probably doesn't care he's just worried about getting high. I bet he just-"
"Hey calm down. You're babbling." Tre said laughing.
I laughed too now realizing what I was doing. " Sorry, It's a habit, but seriously what if she's not okay."
"She'll be okay just stop worrying. Now let's get your mind off her."
"How am I suppose to do that Tre?"
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Playing His Game
ChickLitHeaven, Sierra, and Lola are typical 17 year old teeenage girls that go through challenges day by day. They must find the best possible way to make the right desicions in life and in their relationships and GIrls Auxilary of ATL guides them to make...