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Author: BlueHaze
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"...I don't really need you anymore."

My eyes flew open, meeting the stark white ceiling above. Cold air chilled my bare upper body, bandaged and covered in medical stickers.

I turned to my side, finding it empty except for a nurse asleep at the far end of the room. I swallowed hard. It was all in my head. He was all in my head.

It stung that he wasn’t at school, yet he still ruled a corner of my mind, a part that wanted to crawl back to him and beg for the deal. But it was pointless now, with expulsion looming over me.

I sighed, listening to the quiet—a fragile comfort keeping me together. But I felt someone nearby, this time real. I opened my eyes to see a second nurse.

"You're awake." She pointed to the door. "Your friends want to see you. Feeling up to visitors?"

My chest clenched, a different kind of pain than the one in my bones. How long had it been? They were still waiting outside?

"I don't want to see them," I said.

The nurse blinked, her brows furrowing. "Are you sur
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