Cherry blossom born and raise in Jamaica, she knows pain. being brought up in a rough area in Kingston Jamaica she had to fight not only the battles outside but also a battle with herself. Will she get through these battles?
Hello just a warning there is talks of suicide, drug use and foul language. Struggle with mental health and many more. So please read at your own risk
My mind immediately flashed to that image I still can't get out of my head. I look around and suddenly I can't breath. No matter how much I tired I just couldn't get air. My chest was hyperventilating. I tried to breath in fact the sound emulating from my lips suggested I was breathing to fast. I stood leaning against the table for support. I couldn't be here right now.
"Rose!?!" Chealse yelled.
Then just like that my body hit the ground.
When I woke up there was chaos around the lunch room.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" The crowd cheered.
I sat up from my laid position to find Greyson's worried face kneeling down by my side. I look around to see a crowd forming in a circle.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"Chelase and Abby are fighting Sam." Benjamin spoke.
"What!?!" I yelled.
Benjamin eyes held worry. Greyson looked as if he wanted to say something. His mouth kept opening and closing.
I stood from my seated position pushing through the crowd. When I got in front I found Abby repeatedly punching Sam in the face. Chelase held her arms so she was defenceless.
Abby looked so scary in this moment. She looked like she could kill her with just a glance. Chelase let her arms go and when she did Jessica came in arms swinging. Then the blond girl attacked.
It was three against two. The odds weren't looking good. So I did what I do best. I threw my hair in a ponytail and marched right in there.