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Chapter 19 (v.1) - Getting Punched in the gut

Submitted: July 28, 2014

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Submitted: July 28, 2014



Chapter 19- Getting Punched in the Gut


I always wondered what I did to deserve this, I always thought Brad and I would end up together. Not thought, dreamed, I dreamed of it every single day where it would finally hit him in the head and realize that he loves me then we would ride into the sunset together. But no, Heath had to come in and point out every single one of my flaws in front of Brad.

Safe to say I'm not in the mood whenever Heath was around, I remembered the last time I was hospitalized. I had been in a coma for three days because of him. I was playing with my dolls on our front porch when a Frisbee hit me in the back of the head. I always thought it was an accident, it turns out he did it on purpose. My head was bleeding and the moment I saw blood, I passed out.

Now that we've become teens, Heath becomes someone like this, sweet and caring. I never understood boys, maybe because I'm not one. They always pulled me to places I never knew existed and I wondered how they in found those places. I'm not complaining or anything, its just weird that I'm always pulled to places, I trust them but it has got to stop. Brad pulled me to some forest yesterday and kissed me. I won't let that happen again, I won't kiss any of them unless I know where I stand with them.

With that thought, I got up from my bed and put on some jogging pants and a sports bra, its time to go on a run, I wanted change and this is the start of it. I jogged downstairs to see my parents and the boys eating breakfast in the dining room, the moment they saw me, my parents wanted me to eat but I told them I'll go on my run first. Brad choked on his food while Heath dropped his spoon, boys. I let out a giggle and headed out the door.

I put in my earphones and let Katy Perry blast through my ears. I waved to our neighbours and they waved back. I jogged for a good hour then slowed down my pace, I walked towards a convenience store and bought some water then walked back home.

As soon as I opened the front door, I was drenched with water. Why didn't I see this coming?"Heath!"I shouted and the two boys ran to their room. Sometimes I do wonder if they're even teens.

I sighed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I stayed there for half an hour, I got dressed and I went downstairs to lounge on the couch when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered as I flipped through channels.

"Mel!" My best friend shrieked.

"What's up Alison?"I found a good channel and proceeded to watching.

"Look at your laptop, now! Our school's website, open!" She demanded.

I sighed and went upstairs to my room and fired my laptop. "What's on it?"It feels like I'm about to find something bad.

"Just look at it and tell me it isn't true"

As soon as I opened the website, dear sweet baby Jesus. Why does this keep happening to me? There I was pinned between the wall and Heath, we were making out and I was speechless. Dammit! I dropped my phone and stared at the picture, we looked so perfect, almost like, no! No, no, no, no, it was supposed to be Brad, not Heath.

I looked closer and remembered that day, Heath was so wet and I tried to hide from him behind a dumpster. I saw the caption and gasped,'once a trash, always a trash', who would be so cruel? I sighed and shut my laptop, there goes my perfect day.

My phone rang the second time that day, I picked it up from the floor and flopped on my bed before answering.

"Yeah?" I sounded so irritated and annoyed.

"Mel, did you see the second picture?" It was Alison again.

"No" I wasn't on the mood anymore.

"Just look at it" I got up and opened my laptop, I'm back to the website. I scrolled down and saw the second picture, it was Brad and I, he was pulling me towards the back of the bleachers. Wait, this was taken yesterday, my cheeks heated when I remembered the kiss I shared with Brad.

I saw the caption and sighed once again, I so hate this, I am going to hunt down whoever took these pictures and I'm going to bury them alive. 'Not only is she trash, she's also cheap', that's what the caption read.

When I thought this day couldn't get any worse, Heath strolled in my room, but not to pull any pranks that's for sure. "What are you doing here?" I tried to talk but the words came out weird. He slammed the door which had me sit straight, I was startled okay. His eyes looked deadly, he was wearing a t shirt then shorts that landed on his knees.

"You have some explaining to do" he simply stated, he not only looks deadly, he sounded like one too. He locked the door and I can hear my heart thumping loudly. I looked around for a chance to escape but can't find one.

"Wh-what do you m-mean?" I stuttered and I can't help but redden from my lack of composure.

"This!" He hissed, he held up the picture I just saw before he barged in my room.

"What about it?" I tried to ask as calmly as I can, there's no need to add fuel to the fire.

"Mel, what did you two do behind the bleachers?" He asked and then I heard someone banging on my door, probably Brad. We can't hear what he's saying, maybe begging Heath to open the door.

"N-nothing"my lack of composure strikes again. My cheeks keeps on getting redder by the minute.

"You're lying!"He hissed once again,I winced at his harsh words, not really hid harsh words, but more of his way of talking.

"Wh-what do you want me to say?" I stood up from my chair and faced him, I was fuming right now, what I do with my time is private, no one should broadcast them to the whole school.

"The truth" he said softly and just like that, I melted, not literally.

I sighed, should I tell him? I don't really know, Brad and I kissed but that's it, I don't want to ruin their relationship just because I kissed both of them. I sound like a bitch.

I went for the honest option, "we-er" wow, even at this state, I'm at a loss for words.

"Spit it out"his anticipation is growing and I don't want to increase his rage so I blurted it out fast and incomprehensible.

"Wekissedatsomekindofforestatthebackofthebleachers" I  was looking at him, trying to figure out his emotions but as usual, I'm not a mind reader, or a face reader.

His eyesfinally widened and then grew cold, oh no. "You what?!" He shouted and the banging on my door was back. What am I supposed to do? I don't like seeing people md because of me.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled but it was no use, Heath was out the door then I heard someone punch somebody. Bloody hell!

I ran to my door and saw Brad on the ground with a bleeding nose. "Mom, dad!" I tried to shout but I know both my parents went out. What am I going to do?

"Heath! Stop!" I tried to get a hold of his arm to prevent him from punching Brad but it backfired, I was now on the ground clutching my abdomen, man! It hurts to be punched! "Dammit!" Someone shouted.

Next thing I knew I was being carried but the pain in my stomach was hurting so much I can't even manage to look at the person carrying me. I felt my bed beneath me and I curled into a ball. "I am so sorry Mel" I heard someone whisper.

"Here" I think it was Brad who talked.

"Mel, place this on top of your abdomen" Heath was handing me an ice pack but my abdomen hurts so much, I can't even move my arms.

Someone put a hand on my shoulder and I tried to face him. I then felt someone pry my hands off my abdomen, "you have to place this on your abdomen" Heath's voice was heardthrough the silence and my cries of pain.

"It hurts"I mumbled, I then felt tears fall down my eyes and I can't stop it. Being punched in gut hurt, how can a guy handle this kind of pain?

"I am so sorry Mel" Heath was finally successful in placing the ice pack on my abdomen. He removed a lock of hair that covered my face and I can feel him smile.

"It's okay, it was an accident" I tried to say but the pain was still nerve racking and I don't know how much more I can take.

"We have to bring her to a hospital"Someone spoke which I assume was Brad.

"No, I'm fine" I tried to sit up but that small movement made me wince in pain.

"No, you're not" Heath carried me bridal style and then he turned to Brad, "let's go". Funny how they can work together when Heath punched him earlier, I guess me getting hurt put aside the anger Heath felt.

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