it's already tomorrow, when ive stopped crying and when haylies mom has stopped banging on my chest. it was friday, she was going to have a quiz. i knew this because she was studying all week, she canceled on me two nights in a row. i thought something was wrong. like maybe there was someone else and she was ignoring me.
"why are you laughing?" her mom sniffles and gets up from my shoulder she had been resting on.
"nothing." i mumble and the doctor walks over to ms. montoya. i stand up as fast as i can feeling a rush of blood to my head.
"you can see her now. she's in room b12-" i try to brush aside them and go in but he pushes me down. and from the lack of sleep mixed with my dizziness i fall back onto the seat.
"immediate family, and you don't look like no distant cousin." i have blue eyes. i have paper white skin and dirty blonde hair. of course i don't look like her or anything affiliated towards her.
"are you serious?" my voice strains, i barely have one. i passed the hours screaming and crying. her mother even held me at one point.
"it's okay luke, i'll tell her you came." haylies mom smiles weakly and from that i knew she was a terribly liar.
i have no energy to fight them. i remain in my seat when i hear my phone vibrating.
*where are you???*
*where's haylie? she's late for the big test.*
*c'mon man i really need someone to copy off :(*
*wHERE IS SHE*
i turn my phone off, not that he doesn't deserve to know. he's just as much her friend as he is mine. but now is not the time.
"luke, lucas?" i groan, i was hugging myself. it was a great five minutes of shut eye.
"hm-what?" i begin to rub my eyes and get stabbed by my lose stitches. "fuck."
"be quite and follow me stupid." i don't bark back. i deserve that.
i never thought she'd help me, with anything. let alone sneak in to see her daughter. she opened the door, waltzing in. she waited a few seconds then opened the door again. i froze. did i want to go in? did i really want to see what i had done to her?
i kept my head down. i could hear her slow and short breathing, it wasn't as loud as her monitor beeping. but her breathing pattern, my soul could hear it. all of me could hear the pain.
"look at her." i didn't respond, i kept my head down. i didn't want to see her in pain, hearing it was enough for me.
"look at her lucas. i need you to see what you did to my baby. look up." she finished with and i did just that.
she had needles poking, stabbing on the inside of both arms. she had a tube in her mouth helping her breath. she had bruises. she had cuts.
"they said she had pieces of glass all over her. that they had to extract them one by one." her mom stops talking and begins to weep.
"im sorr-"
"you did this to her you monster! now do you think she'll run? the doctor's say she might not remember anything from the impact. you ruined her. sorry is not enough!" i knew she had an alterior motive by letting me in. i knew she'd do something like this.
