The days i lost it all

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TRAVIS POV...

I watched Georgia pass by and I had this nudge in me to go speak to her. I had never really considered Georgia no matter how many times she made passes at me. I told the boys to run along without me and I ran after her.
"Georgia!" I called out

"Oh..hey there Travis" she said looking at me and batting her lashes. They were pretty thick from a lot of mascara added to it I'm sure.

"I want us to talk" I said, hands in my pocket, tapping my foot against the floor and looking at her. Making sure to keep enough distance from her

"To talk about us?" She said coming closer to me with this mischievous smile on her face

"You still have a lot of guys to sleep around with before I might take notice of you" I said frowning at her attempt.

"So what do you want to talk about" she questioned still leaning closely to me

"Can you step back a bit, your perfume is suffocating me, why would you wear a scent this chocking?" I asked

"Dont I smell nice?" She asked giving a double check at her outfit and sniffing her dress

"Its suffocating, that's what I said" I answered

"So yes.. What's this thing you want to talk about" she snapped at me

"Audrey" I said

"Ooohh! She's the chic who you've been getting into her panties recently right?"

"She's quite decent. There's alot of difference between you both"

"You can't compare me to that plain Jane" I defended

"There's no comparison in this honestly"

"Trust me! I do it better baby" she said coming closer to me again

"There wasn't any competiton either. You seem quite  jealous of her" I said leaning against the wall now

"Jealous! Haa! Why on earth would I be jealous of her" Georgia said half laughing and half trying to make it sound like she wanted to gag.

"Maybe because she's all you never happened to be" I said looking directly at her in an attempt to intimidate her

"Yes! A church girl.. I definitely didn't happen to turn out as that" she said laughing once again in a very sarcastic manner

"You know that's not what I mean"

"Tell me what you mean then" she looked at me with dare in her eyes

"Maybe its simply because you're shallow and she isn't, maybe it's because you know she demands more respect than you do and she definitely doesn't get to buy that with her dads money, maybe its because you're trying to beat her at her game even when there's obviously no competition and you still losing.. So you obviously just hitting on her with any chance you get so she gets to think lowly of herself.. Its no use Georgia, quit it already"

"What's it between you two" she asked me

"Nothing, we just happen to be good friends and I want you to stop taunting my friend" I said firmly

"Maybe if you asked more politely, I would" Georgia said smiling once again and she laced her fingers cross my shirt.

"Just quit it already" I yelled a little and walked out.

Maybe the first step to protecting Audrey was getting Georgia out of her way so no one gets her thinking about things that aren't really necessary.
The bell rang for classes to begin and I hurriedly walked to my locker to get my books out so I could head to class.
I'll get to meet Audrey later, she'll obviously be angry that I spoke to Georgia and go on about how I just made her seem weak and already brewed more trouble for her.

AUDREYS POV....

Im so scared right now, sitting down besides my mum in the hospital when I should actually be at school.. Mums health has always been an issue and trust my dad to just see it as something God would heal in no time if we prayed.
When we were little, my dad always said we fell sick because Jesus was punishing us for the sins we had committed earlier and that was just a warning to stop us from sinning any further. Growing older, I had learnt that it was just a myth he had made up to support his damn religiousness.
My mum suffered from coronary heart disease(CAD)... It was a very disheartening situation and a thousand times I had actually thought she was going to die or maybe go into coma for a very long time. She definitely didn't deserve this but did Jesus ever give us what we deserved anyways.. It was just sick. Everything was fucking sick

Sometimes I wonder if he really existed, if he really did the things they say he did in the old days..if he actually answered prayers.. By him I'm mean Jesus " just so you know", several times I had begged him, fasted and prayed even because my Sunday school teacher told me when I was 7 that God mostly answered us when we battered with him.. Yes.. I gave up food and then he gave me an answer to my prayers.. She said that was how things worked..
I didn't like the idea of Jesus being a batter kind of person and I think we all had our definition of who Jesus truly was.

I was up in my room last night trying to concentrate on the books of Galatians because daddy had asked me to give a review of the chapter when I heard my mum gasping for breath in her room. I ran out of my room to see her on the floor, hands in her chest, breathing rapidly and trying to catch all the breath that she could before she ran out of air. I knew she was having an attack once more.. I ran to Justin room to call him because daddy wasn't home.
It took a while before we got to the hospital, all through, I kept muttering words to Jesus to please keep my mum alive.
She was admitted into one of the wards while Justice tried calling my dad. Of all nights to be away from home it just had to be today. I paced around the room trying to calm down while Justin just bowed his head and I couldn't tell if he was crying, sleeping or maybe even praying, Justin wasn't someone who believed in prayer, he was an athetist but in this situation he actually believed that God existed but just never prayed to him or carried out any religious activity, he didn't really have problems with dad cause he was always away from home and could practice his atheism without any critism or unnecessary tantrum that my dad was likely to throw at him..
Speaking of throwing.. He ould actually throw him out of his house too since he didn't want sin to soil his home and relationship with God.

That was the Zenith of it back at home.. Throwing you out of the house was where it all ended.

I looked at my mum again...
Dear God.. Make her feel better soon.........
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