88-Sick

Ashley

I woke up with a banging headache coupled with a bad fever. A yawn escaped from my lips as I hugged my sides as a sudden cold hit me in an instant. I touched my cheeks, alarmed by my high temperature and I rolled over on my bed.

A sudden discomfort washed over me and I decided to sit on the bed. I sat with my arms crossed while staring at my reflection. My lips to give a small smile as the recollection of Leo defending me from that crazed manager crossed my mind.

"So cute. " I whispered to myself.

I remembered the way I looked at him when he kept punching him in the face. I never wanted that moment to end and for Talia, I wished I never called her a pyscho. She crossed the line that fateful day when she asked for cigarettes but she didn't deserve to be exploited. I looked at her face and I was amazed at how she stood up to him.