13 - Scar

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Don't lie. I know you're broken. I can see it in your eyes.

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EMMA

I opened my eyes to find myself in a place I'd never been before, it was white everywhere, going against to what I'd seen for a long time then, when I'd fallen in the melancholic black abyss of my past sorrows, as if finally freed myself from that unwanted life, and arrived in some sort of the very heaven, which made me jump. Soon, I found everything around me rotating, with my hand tied to a tube that went up to... Oh! I was in a hospital bed.

As soon as I moved my hand, an old person in a doctor's coat set her foot in, followed by my sports teacher and Steven.

"How're you feeling?"

"I feel like everything around me is rotating, Doctor."

"We think it's weakness because of your period," replied the sympathetic woman, allowing her hand to touch my forehead, in a maternal kind of a way, which made me close my eyes without reminiscing about my mother, because she'd never allowed herself to take care of me.

"How did I land here?"

"I'd gone to bring you a chocolate, who knows what happened before I found you lying on the ground," replied my friend Steven, who seemed to be hassled as hell.

Immediately I had the memory of what had happened, which made a cold sweat sweep across my forehead, that had a bandage on it.

"Em, what happened?"

"Um, nothing, I just fell, I don't know really," I lied.

"You've hurt yourself Em," he murmured, softly advancing his hand toward mine, with a sense of reluctance out of fear overridden by his care, holding my hand that was on the saline, quivering.

"Hey boy, give me her details, so I can inform her parents," the doctor said, and left, followed by the sports teacher who asked me to take uttermost care.

"No, I'm okay, I'll get home and inform them myself," I whispered, for I didn't in a million years fancied about them, or anyone in general, knowing that I often used to fall unconscious, "this is the health section of the college itself, right?"

"Yes, yes it is," Steven said, noticing how my face turned pale on a mere mention of my parents, and in an anxious tone that I'd not heard till then, he enquired me earnestly, "why don't you want them to know?"

"It's complicated."

He picked up my phone abruptly, that rested on the desk nearby, and asked me to unlock it.

"If you don't listen to me, I swear I won't talk to you ever again," I found myself uttering, leaving his blood running cold, "now go and tell the doctor that my parents aren't in the city, and take me with you, fast!"

Steven gave me a look he hadn't given before, and agreed to what I said, after two moments that seemed like a forever him of staring at me, then left.

I tried to not think of whatever happened and closed my eyes, and just then, a voice met my ears, "hey, look at this sleeping beauty!"

It was Sarah, Jessica, and a few other girls, who'd come to know soon about this mishap.

"Bro, what happened?"

"Nothing, Sarah, I seem to have fainted."

"Oh, fragile girl, was it the period?"

"Probably."

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