The Final Say

Chapter 3 (Aaliyah's POV)

        Man, today was just tiring. I didn't know working again was going to make me this tired. But it was better this way, less time at home, less time thinking and crying as usual. Still, I can't believe that guy works at my place and he even offered to give me a ride home. He's such a gentleman, and he was also handsome, and very nice. All of a sudden I started to blush. Why am I blushing, I don't even like him. He's just a guy I met, that goes to my school and someone I will be working with for a while.

        My heart started racing when I started to think about working with him. Am I begining to have a crush on this guy who I barely even know, yet to even spoken to him longer than 5 minutes. I started to think again, about my last relationship. Ryan, my wonderful yet horrible boyfriend who've I dated for almost 2 years. 

        Ryan was your typical, pot head alcoholic boyfriend. Would ditch school a lot, would always be out with his friends every night drinking and always having a good time not caring about the future. But Ryan also was a good boyfriend, whenever I was around he paid attention to me and loved me, until things started changing between us. 

        I started to cry thinking about the changes, and then the results because of it. I couldn't help but start feeling heartbroken. Ryan was my first for everything, and those 2 years wether it was good or bad memories, I loved every single of it. Although in the end Ryan left me, moved to a new country and found a new girl right there and then, I still can say I still do love him. My head started to ache trying to remember our break up.

        It was the night after our 2 years anniversary, and we went out to go watch a movie. But as we were getting ready, Ryan couldn't help but get high and drink two shots of Vodka before we left. I got mad and yelled at him, and then he had this crazy look in him. I couldn't help but step back. He started swearing at me, calling me names and calling me worthless. Which was no suprise to me, since he would yell at me and apoligize after. But this time he just kept swearing and throwing things, and so I ran towards his bed and sat in the corner. I was afraid for my life, and after that everything was a blur and I just.....

       Beep. Beep. Beep. I woke up, I see nurses and doctors in front of me. Where am I. I thought to myself. 

        "Good morning dear." One of the nurses who had short hair said.

        I turned my head and I see my mom sleeping. "You've been asleep for 24 hours." The nurse told me. 

        "Why what happened to me?" I looked so confused.

        "They found you passed out completley on the stairway and you had a really high fever." 

        Oh I said, I saw them stick a needle in the IV and I started to get sleepy again. "Get more rest sweety its for the best right now." The last thing I heard when I went to sleep was, "Therapy." Why therapy.