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BELLAPain; An unpleasant emotional or sensory experience that is associated with actual or potential damage. While unpleasant, pain is actually protective. It lets us know that we are alive, tells us when to run from danger or how much of it could kill us. They say there is a very thin line between pain and pleasure but there is a much more thinner line between pain and nothingness, a place where you retreat into where pain can't touch you. How much pain can a human take before you find out that enough is enough and drive down the ledge. I watched my mom from my position on the bed where I was propped up with my leg hanged up to a suspension kit and rods and metals hanging out from it as indication of the restriction they did on my femur. I had an open fracture of the femur bone, I also broke one rib that pierced my lung and had me unconscious for a few days but everything has been resolved except for my thigh. It will take approximately 6-12 weeks for my thigh to remain in this
"Do you think you're open to talking about the miscarriage now? This is our tenth session together so far." Liz my therapist asked and I shrugged nonchalantly. "Alright then, we will leave that till when you genuinely want to discuss it yourself and feel like you're ready."I scoffed and adjusted in the warm fuzzy cushion keeping my eyes on the sand glass that was inverted and draining slowly. This office space was warm and cozy especially for one that wasn't a private practice. It had daring art pieces on a wall, one of a picture of a face mostly the tongue with sink hole drainage and another beside with a padlock on the lips and the last of a girl with bright eyes and a protruding tongue with a wide smile. Everytime I've sat in this office the first picture gave me the jeebies just because I had Trypophobia and wondered how anyone could stare at without feeling irritated. The second one was thought provoking because of the sadness in the models eyes and the huge padlock dangling o
LUKAPaula- Where are you? Me: I'm in class. Paula: Is it your last class for the day? Me: Yes. Paula: Oh. I'm glad you are finally taking classes and school serious again. Me: I will now if you stop texting me. Paula: well I'm just checking up on youI'M FINE! I typed out furiously in all caps before erasing it and just throwing the phone back into my bag before sighing loudly. I'm tired of the constant check ups and the excessive cuddling and worry. I am fine. It's been a year. One whole year. That's enough time to move on isn't it? If that's is so then why are you planning to go to the police station after class?Because I need closure. I need to know that she is fine somewhere than not knowing if she is dead or alive or dropped off the face of the earth. They were actually pretty good at running. Because no matter how much I searched I've come up empty. It was either I wasn't looking in the right places or they went to great lengths to be hidden. There are days I'm not
LUKA"You're going to wake up Leonardo." I whispered in a hushed tone to Paula, hoping that she'll at least get my hint and stop shouting. "I don't care if he wakes up or not. What I care about right now is saving you from going down this part that will only end up hurting you even more.I chuckled dryly and shrugged," it's really not a big deal, I just haven't had time to box up her stuff." She knew I was lying, I couldn't be more obvious."Okay so start boxing them up now." She moved towards the closet and I pulled her back angrily. "Why are you acting this way? She is your friend." She stopped in her tracks and sighed loudly before spinning on her heels to face me, "Was, she was my friend. Not anymore." She stalked towards me before continuing, "Do you want to know why? A friend will at least reach out to let me know that she was fine. I wasn't the one that hurt her. All I've done is have her back and choose her side even with you. But she just freaking dropped off the face of
LUKA"Father," I called out tautly, crossing my legs and bringing the coffee mug to my lips. The sunglasses my dad had on didn't let me see his full expression but I'm sure it's one that shows his displeasure. The Cafe we were in was the one just a short drive back to school. Paula had told me to drive her here for croissants but had disappeared the moment he arrived. "I was expecting a bit more welcome and excitement since I haven't seen or heard from you in almost a year." "And I wasn't expecting you at all. If I knew you were going to be here, I wouldn't have shown up at all." I snapped back, gripping the edge of the wooden table tightly. "Why? Oh. This is because I didn't drop everything and give you access to use my resources to find your lost girlfriend?" The way he said it so flippantly had me close to losing the ironclad control I've worked hard all year to keep in place. I remember so clearly how after I left Bella's mum's empty house I had gone home and showed up at di
LUKADylan was already inside the main club ground when I caught up with him. He threw his hands up and moved his waist shuffling around the dance floor with a big smile and I rolled my eyes not quite catching the amusement. "Just loosen up a little and we'll go. You don't even have to drink or go home with a girl, just dance and have a little fun." He pouted his lips now pulling me further and I scoffed in irritation. I get that this is his own idea of what used to look like fun for me but right now this isn't it. But at least I can appreciate the fact that's he is trying so I let myself be pulled to the dance floor. The throngs of body around us all smelled of booze, perfumes and sex which made me nauseous. I closed my eyes and sighed loudly trying to exhale and let go of all the thoughts that were going on in my head. The noise was a good distraction, I tried to tune it out and focused solely on my breathing, in and out. The moment I opened my eyes again, I did feel lighter
BELLAOne of my biggest life lessons learnt is that it is a continuous loop of good and bad. There will be no continuous happy days with no end. Just more sad and lonely ones sprinkled with little things that make you happy. So you have to latch on tight to those little things as means to fuel your joy or drown. It's the only way I got through the last one year. With the long rehab break most basketball camps were over and I wasn't able to play for almost a year, no college would offer me a basketball scholarship anymore. It was a continuum of watching everything I wanted vanish into smoke. I'll never be a professional basketball player. I lost that opportunity already, then there is the miscarriage, the time out of school and barely managing to get my high school degree, all my old friends; Tammy, Jamie, Paula, Dylan and he who shall never be named, remembered or aknowledged. I had to cut off from all my old friends because it had to be a clean break between me and everyone that
BELLAThe bright sunlight that streamed in from the pulled curtains was just too bright for me. I winced sharply and tried to pull the covers over my head but someone was tugging on it, hindering the process. "Go away," I groaned, but my mom wasn't having it. "Get up. Today's your orientation at your new college.""Ten minutes more." I begged, closing my eyes tightly, feeling my temples ache a little. "You should have thought about school before you went ahead to drink so much last night." She chided this time pulling off the covers fully. "Get up. Wash and dress up, I'll make you soup and warm up the garlic bread from last night." "Okay."I answered and settled back in bed, I was just about to slip back into sweet dream land when I heard her loud yell, "Samantha!" She startled me awake and my hands went to my head to hold my aching head in place. "Don't let me come back here." She warned before finally walking out with the door wide open. "Argh!" I screamed in frustration into