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𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗯𝘆'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
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It felt refreshing as the mid-afternoon breeze scrapped the curves of my cheeks. Without a thought, I welcomed it as I stepped timidly out of the clinic. Embarrassment embedded on every inch of my face. My cheeks were becoming redder by the moment. Allowing my eyes to scan the parking lot I immediately spotted my dad's black BMW and of course taking note of his newly tinted windows. Relieved that he was on time to pick me up I practically ran to the back door jumping in with no time spared.

"Kirb you know you can sit up here with me right?"

" I know I just wanna stay back here for now, if that's okay?" I felt a little more relaxed once I saw the smile behind his eyes. He didn't respond. He didn't have to though the silence confirmed it. He understood.

As the car pulled out of the parking lot his phone buzzed instantly catching my attention. It was my mom. Oh. I slipped my AirPods in as he answered. The feeling of intense sadness washed over me as my trust in me playlist started. As soon as the first song started fresh tears poured from my puffy eyes. Once we rolled in the CVS parking lot I froze. There was no escaping this situation. I just had to deal until the worst was over. But the scars would be forever. So I'd never forget.

Pushing myself out of the car I heavily strode to the entrance. Sighing, I continued towards the back straight to the pharmacy. After giving the pharmacist the information from the clinic I found a nearby seat to rest, suddenly feeling a strong buzz coming from my purse. It was my phone. Checking it immediately I saw it was my best friend Pax. Without noticing my phone accumulated a bunch of missed calls and some texts from him as well as a notification from my mom.

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𝙋𝘼𝙓🔗 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙠 𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙗, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚?

𝙮𝙚𝙖, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚.

𝙋𝘼𝙓🔗𝙗𝙚𝙩.

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𝙈𝙖🍂𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮.𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮

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