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being with him is fine. I feel safe and secure but sometimes, he gives me goosebumps. I like him… I guess? I won’t feel jealous for anything.
“Your breakfast is ready, sweetheart.” when the teacher who was in the dining room called me, it looked like he was fixing my breakfast on the table. I need to be able to think of what to answer to mom and brother when they ask me tomorrow. It was just one night and then nothing else, I guess I can say that I went to see Michaela, right? But do they already know? What about Michaela’s parents, do they already know? what will be their reaction?
While walking to the dining room, I felt a cold hand pull me into a room. I heard the door slam before being hugged from behind.
“Teacher? Why are we here—Ryan? w-what…” I turned back when I saw Ryan’s face in the reflection of the mirror. We entered the bathroom.
“Ryan what?!” I pushed him when he tried to kiss my neck. His mouth also smelled of alcohol, so he must have been drinking, or maybe he was drunk.
“What are you doing here? you are supposed to be with your mother and brother, right? You want to run away and then you will come back here. Tell me, do you like lucas?” he asked as he pushed me to the cold tiles, I couldn’t do anything but lean there. I don’t know what’s going on with Ryan, why does he seem angry because I’m back? Yes i owe him because he helped me but he doesn’t have the rights to ask me about my feelings towards lucas.
“What’s wrong with you, Ryan? I just need something from lucas, that’s why I’m here” I answered annoyed, I was about to go out but he pushed me back to the tiles again and grabbed my wrist with emphasis.
“You want money from him, don’t you? I thought, you’re different to the other girls but im wrong. you are one of them. Should I call you gold digger?” he asked sarcastically. His face was so close to mine, just a little more and our skin would touch. I continued to struggle because his grip on my wrist was getting tighter and tighter, and I was getting hurt by what he was doing. This is not what I expected his reaction to be when he sees me here. I thought he’ll get worried but I was wrong. im not here for money because im here for michaela but it ended up like this.
“Ryan, let me go! You’re hurting me!” I yelled at him and gently pushed him with my knee because I felt his knee between mine. Why is he acting like this? He’s not like this, he’s kind! He even helped me to escape from this house, but then he is doing this kind of such thing to me.
I was about to kick him but I felt the blood running down to my collar, and then all I can do is to whisper and cry. his fangs are still in my neck, sipping my blood like there is no tomorrow. Little by little I felt weak and I was short of breath, even if I wanted to push him I couldn’t because of his hands holding my wrist. his knee is placed between my knees supporting me so I don’t fall.
“R-ryan please…” I whispered and I thought he won’t listen but then I saw him looking into my eyes. And yes, he stopped sipping my blood.
“Sorry, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry Summer” he then wiped all my tears and hugged me tight.
Why does he need to act like this?
I woke up to the gentle caress I felt on my cheek. I haven’t opened my eyes yet because I’m still feeling what’s around me. Soft bed. but who is caressing my cheek? Was it Ryan?
“Summer, I know you’re now awake. Open your eyes” I heard a man say, I already know his voice. Teacher, why did I expect it to be Ryan?
“Um, goodmorning” I greeted him as I opened my eyes. the teacher’s face showed me with a frown.
“Sweetheart, its already 7:39 pm. You’ve been sleeping for almost three days, are you now okay?” he asked so I sat down immediately.
What?! Three days? I need to go home, mom and brother are worried at home. As I said, it was only one night and then nothing else, but I slept for almost three days. I should have been visiting Michaela at the hospital, as the teacher and I agreed, but I extended my stay here longer.
“Calm down, sweetheart. I already called your brother two days ago, and I said that you won’t be at home because something bad happens to your friend. brother and mom don’t worry anymore. but maybe when I go home, mom will ask me what happened to my friend—that even I don’t know.
“You called my brother? But how did you get his number?” i ask Am I right? How did he get my brother’s number? And one more thing, it’s good that I’m still worried. the time I was in the teacher’s office, my brother suddenly called the teacher’s cell phone. How did he get the teacher’s cell phone number? Are they both connected to each other?
“Through your phone” he answered which surprised me even more. Through my phone? My cellphone with my brother’s number inserted is broken because I threw it against the wall, which is why it broke. Then the cellphone I have…
“Through my phone? Your phone number is the only one inserted here, so how?” I asked again. It’s obvious that he doesn’t want to tell me the truth, why does he have to lie?
“Nah, You’re wrong. Your brother’s phone number is here, maybe you saved it” he insisted while pointing to the cellphone he was holding—the cellphone he was asking me to use.
“I did not save his number, I swear. You said only your number should be there, right? After all, it was you who called. So where did you get his number? Just tell me okay?” I told him a little sheepishly. Geez, don’t ever tell me that this is what we’ll be fighting all night? I don’t want to argue with him today, I’m not in the mood.
“Oh, Do you have an amnesia? He called you once—”
“If he did. Then, how did he get my phone number? I never let my brother touch my phone because he does have his own phone. so do not ever tell me that i have an amnesia, let me check my phoned if i did really saved his number” when I cut him off but he quickly put my cellphone away and let me use it. See? He is just defending himself not be a liar in front of me. It’s too obvious, I just really want him to admit the truth even though it’s already obvious.
I was about to grab my cell phone when I heard the sound of a cell phone on the bedside table next to me, that sound meant that someone had sent a message to him. I immediately took it and looked at what was written in the message.
From: Ms. Brake
Hello Sir Dane, good evening. are you coming in tomorrow? I’m going to miss you :'(
I was stunned to read the text from Priozon, my classmate nerd. when did he get the teacher’s number? When did they text? And why does he still need to message the teacher? Don’t tell me, they have a relationship too? Wow! It’s all students!
“What is this Lucas?! Are you cheating on me?!”
I hate you, teacher!
“Hello, Michaela.” I congratulate him. He was lying in the hospital bed and just laying down. There are some devices placed on him. It’s pitiful to look at and I cry because he doesn’t deserve to be like this, why does he have to feel sorry for this?
“W-why did this happen to you? why did Samantha do this thing? Let’s be friends, eh.” a tear fell from my right eye. I know he can’t answer me right now but when he wakes up, I’ll ask him right away to find out why this is happening.
“It took you a while to wake up. I want to know everything. If Samantha really did this to you.” I said while wiping the tears that were pouring from my eyes. I gently reached out to her hand to touch her palm.
“Summer, don’t cry.” said the teacher who was behind me. He gently caressed my shoulder which I immediately removed. Don’t I cry? How can I do that if my best friend is like this? I feel that what happened to Michaela is my fault. It’s obviously connected to me, e.
I fell back in my seat when I felt Michaela’s gentle squeeze on my hand that was holding her palm. “M-michaela? Teacher, call a doctor!” I said confused and slightly straightened up in my seat. I really felt his hand, he squeezed my hand. I can’t be wrong because I really felt that.
“What happened?”
“What? Don’t ask questions, just call the doctor!” I was annoyed and told the teacher that he immediately did it.
“Yes, what is it?” asked the doctor in front of me. “He squeezed my hand. I felt that. Is she about to wake up then?” I asked. The way she squeezes my hand, I know that she is listening to me. She is awake. She can hear me. But still, she can’t open her eyes.
“Let’s go out first.” the teacher came to me then pulled me out of the room where Michaela was already in the room.
“She’ll be okay. Maybe she can hear you, you can talk to her later. Stop crying already.” she said and wiped my tears. I want to know what’s going on inside, I want to go in and see what the doctor is doing. I know that the doctor is checking Michaela but I can’t be complacent.
“Something is not right here. Teacher, why is the doctor taking so long?” I asked then approached the door and was about to open it but the teacher quickly pulled me back to my seat.
“What the hell, summer? You’re being paranoid. That’s normal. The doctor is just doing his job, okay?” The teacher explained to me angrily so I stared at him. what the hell, summer? Excuse me? Why is he talking to me like that? And me? Being paranoid? I’m just worried about my friend.
He doesn’t know how it feels to worry about a friend because he doesn’t have one.
“I was just peeking, why are you so angry?” I asked with raised eyebrows at the same time as the door opened and the doctor we were fighting with spat out.
“Can I talk to Mr. Dane?” the doctor asked and I nodded before walking towards the door. And then I saw my friend laying at the hospital bed, only one dextrose left in her right hand. what the freak? Why only one?
I immediately went to the door and was about to close it but I heard the teacher and the doctor talking outside.
“I don’t want the patient to wake up.”
“No worries, Mr. Dane. I removed some devices attached to the patient.”
“Then good. I’ll pay you later. I just don’t want that girl to be awakened, you know? She’ll tell my lovely sweetheart about what happened to herself. My sweetheart will hate me.”
“Haha, do you want her dead? I mean, the patient?”
“Yes.”
What does that mean?
What does that mean?
he wants to kill Michaela? But why? I thought he was on my side? I thought he was helping Michaela? But what did I hear? What’s wrong and why doesn’t my friend want to wake up?
Darn! I don’t want him to answer my questions!
“Michaela, I will transfer you to the hospital.” I whispered in his ear. Later in the evening, I will come here and transfer him to another hospital. It’s not possible now because the teacher is with me. That’s why I felt wrong about that doctor, because he was an accomplice.
I was about to say something when the door opened and I saw Michaela’s mom with a sad face. “You’re here, has my son woke up? He’s been sleeping for a few days. The doctor said he’ll wake up soon but he’s still sleeping. The doctor injected some medicines but she is still lying down.” aunt said sadly while looking at Michaela. I’m sure the medicines that are being injected into Michaela are so that she won’t wake up. They are really bad.
“Don’t worry aunt, I felt Michaela squeeze my hand earlier. I’m sure, she can hear us” I smiled at aunt to ease her heart. That’s also good news, right? There is a high tendency for Michaela to wake up, which is good.
“Really? He did that?” aunt asked me in surprise so I nodded. My mouth is itching to talk about what I heard earlier but I can’t. Maybe there will be trouble here and things will get worse, maybe I won’t be able to carry out my plan to move Michaela from the hospital.
“Jusko, I hope my son wakes up.” he said.
“I hope so. Ah, aunty, I’m just outside. Just getting some air.” I said goodbye before leaving the room, but when I opened the door, the teacher’s face showed me with a worried expression.
how are you able to show me that you care about my friend?
I want to cry out of annoyance but I can’t do that in front of him. “How’s your friend, sweetheart?” he asked so I secretly tensed before answering. “He’s okay, maybe he’ll wake up because he’s been sleeping for a few days.” I answered using the worried face of mine. If he thinks that he can fool me once again using his expression then he must think again because im the one who’s going to change the situation.
“Do you want me to take you to your house?” he asked to which I nodded.
“Wait, here okay? I’ll just get my car.”
He left me at the entrance of the hospital and quickly went to the parking lot to get his car, but less than five minutes later, Samantha caught my eye as she approached me.
“Summer?! What happened?!”
*BUCK!*
“Okay? You really showed up here?” I asked sarcastically which surprised him. His eyebrows furrowed because of the slap I gave him.
“What?! Why did you slap me?!” he shouted and pushed me. Ha! Very nice! All the people around me are fooling me with their expressions. and actually my friend.
“After what you did to Michaela, you’re going to ask a question like that? Go away!” I shouted too. Fortunately, there was no guard guarding the entrance, it looked like someone had gone.
“What are you talking about?! Don’t accuse me of that!”
“Liar! why should I accuse you, I know it’s really you?! Before this happened to Michaela, I was the one she was talking to on the phone! He said, you will kill him! How thick is your face to be angry there?” I answeredeven though his eyebrows were raised, it was still obvious that he was wondering what I was going to say. But he will not let me down! They are just the same teacher. They are both fooling me!
“What are you talking about?! Why are you accusing me? I can’t do such thing to my friend.”
“Oh really? do you think i will believe you? Michaela told me that before you did that, she saw you and Mr. Dane is going to kiss! Are you in a relationship, right?” I asked angrily but his frown and surprise remained.
“What?! I will not punish our math teacher!” he shouted and gave me a disgusting look. Why should I believe him? He said, I will follow him, right? Strange friend.
“Summer! Samantha! What the hell is this?!” The teacher asked us a hostile question.
“Summer! Why are you yelling at Samantha?!” The teacher asked me angrily so I was surprised. So, he’s on Samantha’s side more than me? Then he will say that no one is intervening with him?
“Why? It’s him too?! He’s yelling at me too!” I answered and I was surprised again when he firmly held my arm and pushed me out of the hospital.
“Go home by yourself!” he shouted at me before marching inside the hospital to talk to Samantha.
Really? Teacher? Samantha? You don’t have a relationship with that situation?
to be continued…