What happens when Lily-Lee can't keep up anymore? After rushing to the hospital with her mother after yet another scare, Lily starts to wonder what she's going to do about the medical bills and chemo treatments. When suddenly on her walk to the hosp...
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Written: 29 November 2022. _________________
My eyes peel open. Yes...Literally peel.
My head is pounding and I feel sick to my stomach. Very sick. Nauseating sick.
I groan as I sit up, the bed is empty.
Great, not only did I wake up with a jumbo hangover but i6 woke up to no Ash.
I throw the covers off me and the moment I stand I feel it coming. No, not the memories of last night... only God knows where those are but what comes up is vomit.
I quickly run into the bathroom and kneel in front of the toilet and I let it rip.
I puke my lungs out... atleast it felt like it.
While I puke I feel my hair being pulled up.
My eyes widen and I try my best to push the man away while hanging my head over the toilet. "N-No leave. I don't want you to see me like this."
Ash chuckles and the moment I go to yell at him for thinking this is funny I vomit agian. Not pretty.
After I emptied my stomach. Literally. Ash hands me baby wipes and he flushes the toilet. Bye bye food and alcohol. Why do I drink agian?
I wipe my mouth and groan at the headache. "Fuck." My hands shoot to my head.
I throw the wipe in the trash and my head leans back onto Asher's legs. I look up at him through watery eyes. Through my lashes.
"Tell me I look pretty." I definitely don't look fucking pretty.
He grins. "Most beautiful and prettiest girl in the world. I'm gonna go get you some pain killers." With that he walks out.
I sigh and get up. But ladies and gentlemen the moment I look in that mirror I gasp all the air of the room into my lungs.
Baggy eyes, hallow cheeks, messy hair, red eyes, dried lips and a God awful makeup smudged. I look like a nock off Madusa.
"Liar!" I yell and I hear Ash laugh while walking down the hallway.
I sprint into the bedroom towards my bag, I grap the things I need and run back to the bathroom.
I shower, I brush my teeth, I scrub my face, I do skin care, I floss, I brush and briad my hair, I get dressed. I do everything I can possibly do to get rid of that ugly mother fucker that just stared at me in the mirror but the moment I pull on the knitted cropped sweater...I see it. I see the small tattoo on my wrist.
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