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    Fate Chapter 29

     

    “She’ll survive, she always does.” Tina said

     

    “I think she’s just full of anger, we have barley spoke to her since that situation with Jess’s dad, I think she’s angry at those people at school, she has always looked after Ashley and Jess” Bette said turning to look at Tina

     

    “Do you think she thinks there’s nothing she can do for either of them right now” Tina said glancing over to Ashley and Jess who were still cuddling on the couch.

     

    “More than likely, I just don’t understand why the fighting, I thought she had passed that? Do you think she is telling the truth about them jumping her from behind?” Bette asked hugging Tina

     

    “I don’t know, even if she’s not. She wont tell us” Tina answered hugging Bette back

     

     

     

    Upstairs Malaci was pacing the bedroom; Kaitlin was lying on her bed with her head against the wall. Her eyes where getting heavy and she just wanted Malaci to leave the room and let her go to sleep, just for a while. She knew she couldn’t though.

     

     

    Eventually after the she could finally go to sleep, she felt dizzy and sick. The room seemed as though it was spinning. Gradually Kaitlin sat up she hobbled to the bathroom and locked the door as she slowly lowered herself to sit on the edge of the bath. Everyone was in bed silently sleeping as she thought of a way to get Heather back. Breathing heavy the back of her jaw started tingling. She was going to be sick. She pulled herself up with the help of the sink and bent down over the toilet, the pain was excruciating, tears spilling from her eyes she swore out loud. She fell to her knees and tried to stay quiet, she hated people seeing her cry. She thought it made her look weak. She hung over the toilet as she threw up again, clutching her ribs she pulled herself up, she looked in the mirror. Ashley wasn’t lying; her eye had swollen out to the size of a tennis ball. Her lip was fat and burst a couple of stitches at her hair line. She swallowed and closed her eyes, but when she opened them again everything was different, her face was chalk white and in the mirror she could see the room spin around her she took a step back but it seemed different, she grabbed onto the medicine cabinet and she lost her balance, the thing came off the wall and everything inside it went crashing to the ground. She started to scream, but stopped it was too sore. She felt her head bang off the floor her back was against the door. Then everything went black.

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