I've been waiting to graduate since I was a little girl. The day you walk across the stage with your diploma, the day you walk through the door that holds the rest of your life. That day is next week, and I still don't have a date for prom, and nobody to be my escort.
I wouldn't dare ask any guy at my school, they've all been asked and are already taken. Ava is going with Rocky and Hannah is going with our friend Jeremiah. Then there's me, the sad and lonely one. Everyone thinks I should just call Ross and ask him, but they still don't understand how I feel about that.
Ross broke me; he actually broke me to the point of no return. Every time I look in the mirror, all I see is disappointment, and a girl who isn't good enough for someone like him. He just released a new album and probably getting ready to go on tour, which isn't surprising. He's probably forgotten all about me and our sad little time together. He's more than likely with someone else, someone who he can cheat on and get away with it.
I felt different around Ross, that much I'll admit, but I'll never forget what I saw in that recording booth that one night. He just played with my emotions like they were merely a video game, and for that reason, I don't think I could ever forgive him, despite if I have a date for prom or not.
"Laura! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Ava said, running towards me by my locker. I was so lost in my train of thought that I forgot I was at school. "What?" I asked, turning to face her. "Ross just announced that he's not going on tour until next year, that means he'll be around for prom!" she shouted happily. "Ava, would you give it a rest already? What he did to me was not okay, and I'll never forgive him for that," I huffed, looking at my feet.
"I know, but, I don't want to see my best friend alone at her prom," Ava soothed, as she put her arm on my shoulder. It did suck that I would be going alone, but it was more about the experience than the date I would be going with. Or at least, if that's what I can convince myself of.
"Well, I won't be entirely alone, I'll be with you guys, and I have other friends, it'll all work out, okay?" I asked, and Ava sighed. "Okay, if you're sure," she said before turning around and walking away.
I know she wants better for me, but sometimes a girl just has to decide on things for herself.
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"Let me get this straight, you want me to come and surprise Laura at her prom all because she doesn't have a date?" I asked, staring in disbelief at Ava, Rocky, and Hannah. "I know it's a lot to ask, but it would be amazing," Ava gushed. I sit back in my chair, shaking my head.
"No way. No way, okay? She wants nothing to do with me, so I guess I want nothing to do with her," I said, grabbing my jacket. "Maybe I'm not just going to sit around waiting for Laura anymore. Maybe I have my own life, and maybe I just need to let her go, so don't ask me to do something neither of us would enjoy," I huffed, the memories of what I did, and how Laura shattered my heart came rushing back.
There was no way I could go to her prom. She wouldn't want it, and I neither would I. I just wish her friends could see that.
As I walked out of the cafe I noticed that it was raining, and so I quickly jumped in my car and began driving to the studio. I had forgotten that I had a recording session, so I started driving fast, mainly because the last thing I wanted was to be dropped for another label.
The past few days I'd been feeling weird. I had pains in my body, and they were constant. It was probably because not all of my bones were healed from that car crash, but I was getting there.
And to think I risked my life to save a girl who really doesn't care about me. I shake my head at the thought of her and focus on driving, when suddenly a sharp pain hits my stomach and I fall unconscious, my head hitting the steering wheel.
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"Are you serious?" I asked, looking at Ava with no emotion. "I just really wanted to help," she said looking at the floor. "Well, congrats, you made me look desperate," I said, walking to my locker. "Laura, please don't be mad. He wasn't this mad," she said under her breath. I turned to glare at her when Rocky came flying down the hall, looking for me.
"Laura, there you are. I have some news," he said, looking nervous. "I swear that if this has anything to do with Ross, you'll both get it," I sighed. "What is it?" I asked, looking at Rocky.
"Ross fell unconscious at the wheel, and after several operations, they found a massive internal wound that was bleeding out, causing sharp pains that he barely even recognized. Laura, he's practically dying, he has been since he saved you from that accident," Rocky said, and my mouth dropped open.
"Are you serious?" I asked, my eyes growing bigger, almost as large as my guilt. "Sadly, yes," he said and I ran my hand through my tangled hair. I hadn't bothered to brush it this morning since I was in a rush.
"I need to see him," I said under my breath. "What was that Laura," Ava asked, her eyes showing concern too. "I need to see him," I spoke up again. Rocky sighed. "Only family and immediate partners or spouses are allowed in to see patients in the ICU," he mentioned. "I could care less about the rules. It's my fault he's in there," I said. "Laura you can't keep blaming yourself for this," Ava said, placing her hand on my back.
"Why not? It's the only thing I have to live for," I said, slamming my locker door shut. "Where are you going?" Rocky called.
"The hospital," I said coldly.
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"Ross Lynch," I said to the nurse's desk. The lady eyed me, like she recognized me from somewhere. "And what is your relation?" she said, her eyebrow quirking. "Uhm," I stammered, thinking of a good relation.
"No relation, a friend actually," I answered honestly. "I'm sorry, but no one of non-relation is allowed to visit him," she answered, going back to her paper.
"Listen up," I started,"It's my fault that he's in there, so if you don't let me see him, I might just make sure you're lying on a bed next to him in that ICU," I said, under my breath. "Okay, alright, he's in station 7," she quickly said, backing away from the counter.
I marched through the hallway turning towards the intensive care unit. I immediately turn towards station 7 and brace myself for what I might see.
As soon as he comes into view, my breath is sucked back. He's awake, and he looks okay, but that's because most
of the damage is on the inside.
"What are you doing here," he sneered,
pulling his stuffed teddy bear closer to
him. "I'm here to show concern, and I'm pretty sure I'm the one who should be mad with you," I said, pulling up a chair. "How'd you even get in here," he said, barely locking eyes with me. "In persuasive, that's all," I said, shrugging. "Well, whatever. Can you leave?" he said, turning away from me, wincing in pain.
"Ross, don't hurt yourself," I said, concern flooding through me. "I'm fine," he said, coldly. "Ross," I started but he quickly stopped me. "Why don't you keep forgetting everything Laura?
I can see it's working great for you," he said, not looking at me.
"We need to work things out. I don't want you in the hospital when I can't visit you," I said, and Ross shook his head. "I understand that I messed up, but I was aware of what I needed to do to make it up to you, and you shattered that," Ross said, the hurt clearly evident.
I nodded. "Then why don't we work things out, right here, right now?" I asked. "Because Laura, I can't handle anymore heartbreak from you, not anymore. I'm dying Laura," he said.
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