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I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 58
I don't even know my last name.
"Oh my God!" I screamed
"Holy sht." Kai cursed
The big black dog flashed it's sharp teeth and bolted towards us. Though, it was thankfully held back by a thick chain leesh. I held my heart and took a deep breath.
"That was a close one eh?" Kai laughed
"Tell me about it." I said
The dog couldn't kill us. However, it could easilly give us away with its unbearable barking.
"We should go now." I suggested
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." Kai agreed
We hopped the fence and slowly but surely walked down the street to our cars. The cops pulled away and drove down the other side of the road. The house looked around empty and the music had died. I grabbed the car handle.
"Ella, are you sure, you don't want me to drive you?" Kai asked
"Yeah I'm sure." I smiled as I got inside. Kai waved goodbye and soon we were both on our seperate ways. The drive was long and boring. I parked Spencers car and stared at the empty park. There were only a few security guards. I must have been out for a long time. I unlocked my phone and gasped at the amount of missed calls and unread text messages. My friends must have been really worried about me. My friends, I would have to face them tomorrow. I would have to explain where I was and who I was with. I slowly walked towards my room and as I held the door knob I prayed to God that Spencer was sleeping. I let out a curse under my breath when I noticed that the light was on.
"Oh look who decided to show up guys." Roger's sarcastic voice made me wish I stayed with Kai.
There were more people here then I was prepared to see. Spencer, Dezmend, Roger, Colleen, Tony and Michael.
"Ella, are you alright?" Spencer asked
"I'm fine." I answered
"I'm fine? You disapear to lord knows where for lord knows what reason, and on the top of that, you don't come home till 2 am and all you have to say is 'I'm fine'." Roger complained
"I wasn't talking to you." I rolled my eyes at Roger
"Ella, I was so worried about you, where did you go?" Spencer asked
"Will y'all stop complaining, geez with the amount of yapping y'all do, it's no wonder the girl ran away." Dezmend stated
I bit my lips to keep from laughing. Finally someone understood how I felt.
"Ella, are you drunk?" Michael asked
"No, I don't drink, and I don't go to parties either." I assured with a strong hic-up at the end of my sentence. You know, just to prove my point.
"I didn't ask if you go to parties." Michael sighed
"Right." I replied
After a moment of an awkard silence, I burst into laughter.
I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 58
I don't even know my last name.
"Oh my God!" I screamed
"Holy sht." Kai cursed
The big black dog flashed it's sharp teeth and bolted towards us. Though, it was thankfully held back by a thick chain leesh. I held my heart and took a deep breath.
"That was a close one eh?" Kai laughed
"Tell me about it." I said
The dog couldn't kill us. However, it could easilly give us away with its unbearable barking.
"We should go now." I suggested
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." Kai agreed
We hopped the fence and slowly but surely walked down the street to our cars. The cops pulled away and drove down the other side of the road. The house looked around empty and the music had died. I grabbed the car handle.
"Ella, are you sure, you don't want me to drive you?" Kai asked
"Yeah I'm sure." I smiled as I got inside. Kai waved goodbye and soon we were both on our seperate ways. The drive was long and boring. I parked Spencers car and stared at the empty park. There were only a few security guards. I must have been out for a long time. I unlocked my phone and gasped at the amount of missed calls and unread text messages. My friends must have been really worried about me. My friends, I would have to face them tomorrow. I would have to explain where I was and who I was with. I slowly walked towards my room and as I held the door knob I prayed to God that Spencer was sleeping. I let out a curse under my breath when I noticed that the light was on.
"Oh look who decided to show up guys." Roger's sarcastic voice made me wish I stayed with Kai.
There were more people here then I was prepared to see. Spencer, Dezmend, Roger, Colleen, Tony and Michael.
"Ella, are you alright?" Spencer asked
"I'm fine." I answered
"I'm fine? You disapear to lord knows where for lord knows what reason, and on the top of that, you don't come home till 2 am and all you have to say is 'I'm fine'." Roger complained
"I wasn't talking to you." I rolled my eyes at Roger
"Ella, I was so worried about you, where did you go?" Spencer asked
"Will y'all stop complaining, geez with the amount of yapping y'all do, it's no wonder the girl ran away." Dezmend stated
I bit my lips to keep from laughing. Finally someone understood how I felt.
"Ella, are you drunk?" Michael asked
"No, I don't drink, and I don't go to parties either." I assured with a strong hic-up at the end of my sentence. You know, just to prove my point.
"I didn't ask if you go to parties." Michael sighed
"Right." I replied
After a moment of an awkard silence, I burst into laughter.
in his arms
Chapter 58
“It’s a fourteen hour
procedure,” the nurse informed both Anthony’s mother
and I. We already knew everything we were being told, but we were
listening to every word she said like our lives depended on it.
“You’ll be able to see him tomorrow, or as soon as
he’s stable.”
She said that like he was guaranteed to be stable again. I glanced over to him, my eyes burning from the stationary tears that waded in them.
He wasn’t nervous in the slightest. His eyes perked up to mine, and a grin stretched across his face.
“He’ll be all set to go home in about three to four days,” the nurse continued.
And suddenly, I hated the nurse. Just the sound of her voice made me want to cry.
I heard Anthony chuckle from across the room. “I’ll be alright, Kail,” he told me.
The nurse smiled to me. “He’s in good hands.”
Shut up, I wanted to say. Stop trying to act like he’s okay when you know all too well that he’s not. But all I could muster out was, “I know.”
She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, directing the smile to him now. “Are you ready to be taken into the operating room?”
I stood from my chair, my breath shortening as she wheeled his bed towards the door. I looked his entire body over and realized that this might have been the last time I’d ever get to see him. So I breathed in deeply and uttered an, “I love you.”
As the bed passed by me, I felt his hand brush mine as our eyes met. His were smiling, mine were miserable. “I love you too.”
* * *
It was the same day that Morgan had scheduled a meeting with my doctor. They had taken some blood tests, and they wanted to discuss the results with me.
Morgan and I waited in a familiar room together. I could’ve very well been in this room before, but at the same time, all the rooms looked the same.
“What do you think this is about?” I asked her.
Her eyes were on mine for a split second. “I don’t know.”
“When you were on the phone with them, did it sound like good news?”
“They didn’t tell me anything.”
“But their tone. Like, did they sound happy?”
“They sounded normal.”
She wasn’t being cooperative, so I sat back in my chair and waited. I was holding my breath, half because I was nervous about Anthony and half because I was nervous about myself as well.
Eventually, the doctor did enter the room. He greeted the both of us, and then, looking me dead in the eye, said, “So, Kaitlyn, we’re going to stop your chemotherapy treatments.”
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She said that like he was guaranteed to be stable again. I glanced over to him, my eyes burning from the stationary tears that waded in them.
He wasn’t nervous in the slightest. His eyes perked up to mine, and a grin stretched across his face.
“He’ll be all set to go home in about three to four days,” the nurse continued.
And suddenly, I hated the nurse. Just the sound of her voice made me want to cry.
I heard Anthony chuckle from across the room. “I’ll be alright, Kail,” he told me.
The nurse smiled to me. “He’s in good hands.”
Shut up, I wanted to say. Stop trying to act like he’s okay when you know all too well that he’s not. But all I could muster out was, “I know.”
She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, directing the smile to him now. “Are you ready to be taken into the operating room?”
I stood from my chair, my breath shortening as she wheeled his bed towards the door. I looked his entire body over and realized that this might have been the last time I’d ever get to see him. So I breathed in deeply and uttered an, “I love you.”
As the bed passed by me, I felt his hand brush mine as our eyes met. His were smiling, mine were miserable. “I love you too.”
* * *
It was the same day that Morgan had scheduled a meeting with my doctor. They had taken some blood tests, and they wanted to discuss the results with me.
Morgan and I waited in a familiar room together. I could’ve very well been in this room before, but at the same time, all the rooms looked the same.
“What do you think this is about?” I asked her.
Her eyes were on mine for a split second. “I don’t know.”
“When you were on the phone with them, did it sound like good news?”
“They didn’t tell me anything.”
“But their tone. Like, did they sound happy?”
“They sounded normal.”
She wasn’t being cooperative, so I sat back in my chair and waited. I was holding my breath, half because I was nervous about Anthony and half because I was nervous about myself as well.
Eventually, the doctor did enter the room. He greeted the both of us, and then, looking me dead in the eye, said, “So, Kaitlyn, we’re going to stop your chemotherapy treatments.”
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*I don't notify, please don't ask.*
