Twenty Four Seven || Adam Park

twenty four

I was only in the hospital two more days after I woke up. All my numbers looked good and they were satisfied with my eating habits, so they released me that morning. I was quiet and gave my grandmother a cold shoulder as she drove back to our home. Without saying a word to her, I marched right up to my room and found my suitcase in my closet. I started packing it with my clothes because I was not staying here. I'd find somewhere else for the night until I could situate things in my life. She wasn't going to stop me either. I wasn't going to let her control my life anymore.

I packed as much clothes as I could in there and drug it down the stairs with me. She was already standing at the bottom of them and we met eyes. I didn't look away from her this time. I held on tightly to my suitcase as I pushed passed her and headed straight for the door. She turned to watch me as I opened it, stopping to look back at her once more.

"If you walk out that door, don't ever think you'll step back foot in here again." She glared.

"Don't worry. I won't be coming back." I slammed the door behind me, letting a few tears slide down my cheeks as I rolled my suitcase down the sidewalk behind me.

I felt relieved as I crossed the road, heading towards the Juice Bar. I wanted to stop by there and clear my head before I went and saw Ms. Maria. I needed to get my thoughts together before I finally told her I wanted help. It was taking a lot of courage out of me to do just that. As I approached the Juice Bar, I heard someone calling my name. I turned around to see Kimberly jogging up to me. Great. The last person I wanted to see right now.

"Hey, I just went by your house. Aisha had given me your address, but your grandmother said you no longer live there. I was going to drop off these flowers and this card that all of us signed." Kimberly said.

"Oh. Yeah, I don't live there no more..." I muttered. "Thanks for the flowers, I guess."

"Is everything okay? You seem upset." Kimberly noted.

"Yeah, I am." I flat out told her. She handed over the flowers and the card, and I glared down at them.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Kimberly offered with her fake little caring smile.

"No. I don't." I shook my head.

"Are you sure?" she wondered.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I don't want to talk about being upset over getting my boyfriend stolen from me literally the next day after he asked me out with the girl who stole him from me." I took a few steps back because I was angry with her.

"Wait what?" Kimberly asked confused. We were standing outside of the Juice Bar and I didn't care if I made a commotion at this point.

"Come one – don't play little miss innocent. I was pretty stupid to think Adam even liked me in the first place. I hope you guys at least got a laugh out of it because I sure didn't." I sneered.

"What are you talking about Danielle?" Kimberly asked.

"I saw you hanging all over Adam here at the Juice Bar. I was in a really bad place in my head and I wanted to talk to Adam – he was one person I thought I could talk to about everything that was going on. He had asked me out just the night before I saw you two in there. I was stupid to fall for him when he likes you." I shook my head.

"You've got that all wrong." Kimberly stepped closer to me.

"I know what I saw." I glared.

"Yes, I understand that and I definitely see how you could have gotten that impression. I don't like Adam though – we're just good friends. I'm dating Tommy and I thought you knew that, but I shouldn't have assumed you knew that either because I guess we don't know each other that well still. What you saw was me hugging Adam after he told me and Rocky that he finally asked you out. I was just telling him congratulations." Kimberly asked.