"does your chest still hurt?" freya ask as she sits the silver plate on my table.
"yes." i answer with no emotion.
"we'll go to the store later and get your medication." freya showed just as much emotion as i did.
i look up at her and watch her face closely. her eyes were dark, she had tiny bags under her eyes, and her messy bun looked rather ...messy. she looked miserable.
"are you okay?" worry starts build up.
"i'm just really tired. i stayed up all night doing some summer homework and talking to you, making sure you were okay. i didn't barely give myself any sleep time." freya voice sound tired and sad.
"you don't need to check on me, you need to take care of yourself or things like this happen." i say sternly.
"i'm fine cole. i just don't want you to do anything stupid. you've been really distant lately."
"yeah, well you've been very bipolar."
A/N:
Honestly, truly, I've been foreshadowing like crazy since chapter 27 lol
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numb
Short Story"i was numb, and she brought me back to life.." a story of the broken cole and the sentimental freya published: July 27, 2016 completed: October 3, 2016 ranking: monday, october1 #7 in short story ☞ Mature Content and Audience ☜ [lowercase intend...
