Camila | 10:55 am

I groaned while opening my eyes. Im starving. I looked around and saw flowers and balloons. I smiled and turned over. My smile dropped once I saw Lauren sitting in the corner sleeping.

I wonder why she's here. I dont even like her. Like I said I dont even associate with people of her kind.

Lauren: Your staring princess.

I rolled my eyes.

Me: Im not your princess.

Lauren: Eh. I beg to differ.

Me: Whatever. Im not your princess. Im no one's princess.

Lauren: Not even your so-called boyfriend?

Me: No. No ones.

Lauren: Your my princess now.

I dont know why I kind of liked that but at the same time I hated it. I hated it more though.

Me: Whatever.

Lauren: Yanno I don't understand.

Me: Understand what?

Lauren: You and your boyfriend. Asher was his name?

Me: Yes Asher and what don't you understand?

Lauren: The fact why he never brought you any flowers or a balloon or anything.

Me: Dont worry about it.

Lauren: But I will.

Me: Why? I dont even like you.

Lauren: You dont know me either.

Me: I dont want to know you. People like you-

Lauren: Would you shut up saying that shit!

I jumped as she came up to me.

Lauren: You keep saying "people like you" you know nothing about my type. All you know is the stereotype shit. How about you stop judging me before you actually get to know me.

She got up and went towards the door.

Me: I-Im sorry.

She turned around and looked at me.

Lauren: So you do know how to apologize.

I nodded.

Me: Dont go.

Lauren: Why should I stay?

Me: Because I dont want to be alone.

Lauren: What about your boyfriend?

Me: He didn't bring me balloons or flowers. Not even a card. Some boyfriend huh.

She cracked a smirk and sat back down.

Me: Im Camila.

She looked at me.

Me: I never told you my name.

Lauren: Oh right. True. Well hi Camila.

I smiled and laid back.

Me: How old are you?

Lauren: Why the sudden interest in me?

Me: Eh your right. Your not worthy of my interest.

She looked at me and I laughed.

Lauren: You laughed. You actually laughed.

Me: Yeah? So?

Lauren: I didn't know the ice princess was capable of laughter.

Me: Ooh so I'm the ice princess?

Lauren: Yeah. You'd make a hell of a queen too.

I smiled and was about to reply but the door opened and my 12 year old brother came running in.

Lauren: What the hell! I told you nobody comes in! Not even little kids! Get him outta here! Now!

Me: No! Leave him alone. Jonah get in the bed.

He quickly climbed in and I wrapped my arms around him. Securing him to me.

Lauren: You know him.

Me: He's my brother.

Lauren looked at the security who stood at the doorway.

Lauren: Leave him. Let him stay.

Security: Are you sure?

Lauren: Yes. Now leave before I take you out.

They left and Jonah looked at Lauren.

Jonah: Hi! Im Jonah.

Lauren: Hey Jonah. Im Lauren.

Jonah: You have alot of tattoos.

She nodded while smiling.

Lauren: I do.

Jonah: Can I see them?

Lauren: Yeah of course.

Jonah got out of the bed as Lauren pinned her hair up showing tattoos.

Jonah: Can I touch?

Lauren looked at me and I nodded.

Lauren: Yeah go ahead buddy.

He touched her tattoos, tracing the ink.

Jonah: They're so cool.

Lauren: Thanks kiddo.

Jonah: Can I get one!?

Me: No no no. You can-

Lauren: You can get whatever you want but when your alot older. You can make your own decisions then.

Jonah: Okay.

Jonah sat on the couch and I gave him the remote.

Me: You were so gentle. So nice to him.

Lauren: He's a kid. I wasnt going to be rude.

I laid back against my pillows and closed my eyes.

Kat | 10:12

I sat down at the table with my head in my hands. My grade went down all because of one kid.

Jackson never did the work which meant I never did the work. Because I was stupid enough for trusting him with the book, Im now getting beat at home.

Yes beat. My parents are strict on grades and attendance. The only time I can miss school is if I have a appointment to go to or Im near deathly sick. My grades cant be lower than a B or each night I get thrown around and 10 lashes to my back with a hot metal rod and last night was my first 10 lashes. My back was aching.

??: Uh hey.

I looked up and saw Jackson.

Me: What do you want.

Jackson: To say sorry.

Sorry!? You think I was getting a sorry when my mother held me down and as my father gave me the lashes!?

Me: Screw you.

I grabbed my bag but stopped once I felt the pain in my back increase.

Jackson: What's wrong?

I shook my head.

Me: Nothing. Im okay.

Jackson: No your not. What is it?

I looked him dead in his eyes.

Me: Nothing that you can fix.

I did my best to ignore the pain and walked away. I went into the girls bathroom and leaned against the sink, gasping and trying to not cry from the pain.

??: Kat?

I looked in the mirror and saw Stacey. I sniffed and smiled.

Me: Hey girl. 

Stacey: Whats wrong?

Me: Nothing. Im okay.

Stacey: If you were your back wouldn't be bleeding.

I clutched the sink as she lifted up my shirt that was stuck to my wounds. She gasped.

Stacey: Kat, what is this?

Me: I hurts Stace. It hurts so bad.

Stacey: We need to get you to a hospital.

Me: NO! No hospitals.

Stacey: Kat-

Me: Stacey promise me.

Stacey: I-I promise.

Me: Can you clean it?

Stacey: I dont-

Me: Please Stacey. Im in pain.

She sighed and nodded.

Stacey: Ok. This'll hurt so you need to relax.

Me: There is no relaxing in my condition Stace.

She ignored my statement and grabbed some paper towel. She wet it and gentle cleaned my wounds. I bit my tongue as the tears rolled down ny face.

Stacey: I-I'm so sorry.

Me: Its fine. Just hurry.

Stacey: I think it's infected.

Me: What? No no no. This is bad. Really bad.

Stacey: What do I do?

I sighed.

Me: We go to the nurse.

Stacey: Are you sure you want to do that?

I nodded.

Me: It can get worse if its not treated.

Stacey: Okay.

She laid down my shirt and I shook my head.

Me: Lift it back up.

Stacey: You want to go out there with this showing?

Me: I dont want to be in anymore pain. I cant take this, Stace.

She nodded and opened her bookbag.

Stacey: Im gonna cut the back of your shirt out. Okay?

Me: Okay.

I sat there while she cut the back of my shirt out.

Stacey: Okay come on.

She grabbed my bag while I followed behind her out of the bathroom.

Me: Stacey it hurts.

Stacey: I know and Im sorry Kat. I dont know what to do.

I wiped my face and continued walking.

??: Kat?

I turned to my left and saw Jackson.

Me: Im fine.

Jackson: You dont look fine.

Me: I'm-

I stopped as I needed to take a breath. I felt weak. I looked at Jackson.

Me: Why are there two of you?

Jackson: Let's get her to the nurse. Now.

He wrapped him arm around me and lifted me up princess style making me grip his leather jacket and squeeze it.

Me: It hurts.

Jackson: I know.

I felt weaker and last thing I remember was looking at the ceiling.

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