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    Shadow of a Day – (Chapter: Chapter Nine: So Much to Say)

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    Past Events, songs, notes, texts and oh that it are in italics 

    Chapter Nine: So Much to Say

    “The only guys worth loving are the ones that will take time just to be with you.”

     

    “She’s losing too much blood!” The doctor said

    “Get me a blood transfusion now!” He commanded.

    “We need to get her prepped for surgery.” He ordered the staff.

    My eyes grew heavier, I tried to keep them open, but I couldn’t.

    “Hey you’re going to fine, hang in there” The nurse said.

    ————————

    “Miss., are you alright?” The police officer asked me. He actually seemed concerned; there was sympathy in his eyes.

    Of course, I couldn’t accept his kindness and say something polite, that wouldn’t be me, now would it?

    “No, does it fucking look like I’m okay?” I spat out.

    My thoughts raced back and forth. 

    Damn it she can’t die.

    Why does it seem everyone always leaves me?

    I wished I killed him sooner.

    God I hope my mother gets here, but most importantly I hope Kyla makes it.

    What if she doesn’t?

    ———————–

    “Why the fuck did you do it?” She asked.

    I pondered the question before opening my mouth. Could she honestly be that fucking clueless? She can’t be that fucking blind, my reason was obvious. God I wonder if she realizes I’m not listening. Her mouths moving, it kind of reminds me when the teachers in Charlie Brown speak and it’s ‘Waaaa…waaaa…waaa….waaaa’. I never truly understood wh-

    Smack

    “Ashley, I’m going to ask you one more time, do you fucking understand? Nod you head yes or no.” She said condescendingly.

    I rolled my eyes.

    Wrong answer!

    Smack

    I guess I deserved that. I laughed and shook my head.

    “Do you think this is funny? You just fucking killed that best thing in my life.”

    Something finally snapped. I could take the beatings, the rapes, even the verbal abuse, but that statement ‘he was the best thing’ broke me.

    “Fuck you! God, you’re such a fucking bitch.” The venom dripped from my voice. I wanted my words to cut her deep enough for her to feel a glimpse of what I was feeling.

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