High School <3 - Living up the Teenage Years

She decided not to answer. She threw the towel and got another one after the first one was full. She got up and walked to the kitchen, looking for bandages.

 

He rang the bell again and shouted her name.

 

She sighed, hearing her name.
"Go away!" she yelled, feeling sluggish. She looked at her hand, still bleeding. She felt even more dizzy and nauseous. The sight of blood made her slightly faint.
"Oh god," she moaned.

 

"Are you alright in there?" he asked.

 

The house had loud music coming from all the open windows and all the jocks were making out with the pretty girls. "uh, gag me. They will all get mono" Lexi just said.

 

She closed her eyes, breathing slowly before she fell back in the floor. Her head kept spinning.

 

Not hearing a reply from her, he started banging his shoulder into the door, trying to break it open, calling out her name as he did so.

 

She looked around, the room still spinning.
"Go around the back door" she moaned. Her father would get mad if the front door got broke. She grabbed the couch, and tried to pull herself up. She still felt sick.

 

He ran around and smashed through the back door. "Where are you!?" he called to her.

 

She breathed softly, still laying in the floor. She was too dizzy to pull herself on the couch.
"In here!" she called out. She looked at her hand on the couch. It was still bleeding. She hid her hand, and tried to cover up the blood stain on the couch with the blanket. She didn't want him to see.

 

He followed her voice and made it to her. "Are you okay?" he asked her.

 

She nodded, keeping her good hand over her eyes so the light wouldn't give her a migrane.
"I hate this," she moaned.

 

He sat next to her and asked "You sure?"

 

She sighed and sat up, showing him her hand.
"I accidentally cut my hand," she said.

 

His eyes widened. "It looks really bad. We need to get you to a hospital." he said.

 

She shook her head.
"If my dad finds out, then I'll be in so much trouble," she said, frowning.

 

"We have to do something!" he said. "If not you could bleed to death."

 

She frowned and started crying.
"Fine!" she yelled, getting up, staggering. She got her car keys.
"Let's go," she said.

 

"Alright." he said. "But I'm driving, you're in no condition to." He held his hand out for her keys.