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7: A Peek In The Past
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I zoned out staring at the white ceiling, as each click from the clock hanging by the wall next to my bed infiltrated my idle mind.A small smile played on my lips, recollecting the short but delightful dialogue, I had with the warden earlier. True to his word, the doctor brought some stronger pain meds and really good tomato soup.He explained I couldn't have any solid food because my body was still in pain, and it would require much more effort from my side, which I was in no condition to give. After I was done with the soup, I took the painkillers but hesitated on the sleeping pills. He had left them for me, just in case I needed something to help me sleep.I have been contemplating taking them for a while now, but I have this paranoia that maybe someone will sneak in the room when I am busy hibernating and off me.I know it sounds crazy, but I am still petrified, since I was attacked for no reason whatsoever. I am afraid I might get killed the same way, for no reason.From what Matthew had told me earlier, the weaker ones are preyed on. But I still don't understand why a stranger would find pleasure in tormenting me.I let my mind wander to my dad. I needed something good to think about; otherwise I would have started crying thinking of my misery.He must be missing me, just like I miss him. It hurts that I wasn't allowed to receive any visitors, or make a phone call for one week. It's one of the policies pertaining to new inmates.I miss my home. Even the annoying dog that my dad loves so much. I used to hate it when that bulldog, would hang around me when dad wasn't around, but now I miss it. I would give anything, to be with my family and forget this whole nightmare.The unwanted thoughts of Spencer somehow can't seem to let me be. I still haven't come to terms with the fact that he dragged me down with him. Scratch that, he set me up, for a crime, I didn't commit even after I helped him.If my dad was not influential, my ass would be rotting in this place for the remainder of my life, assumably.How we went from love-struck teenagers, to whatever we are presently, is still unclear to me.Spencer was my boyfriend of two years. I have known him since we were in kindergarten. We both attended one of the prestigious schools, seeing we both come from prominent families. Mine is more influential, but you get the point.Everything was great between us. And I honestly don't know what I did to deserve such cruelty from him. All I can do now is regret.I should have listened to my dad, or Alex, even maybe that grumpy friend of his Jake. They had all warned me against changing my campus choice for a boyfriend. But I went ahead and did it anyway.There was no way I could have predicted this outcome. Notwhen the boy in question, looked out for me, my whole life. Not once did I have to question his loyalty. Sadly, I haven't been in the same room with him since my arrest. I didn't even get a chance to ask why.While I was busy helping him avoid prison, he was plotting my downfall. And perfectly too. But I guess he forgot how powerful my family can really be.***“ We can't call the cops, babe. They will send me to prison.” I remember him yelling when I insisted we call them after the incident. However Spencer was adamant they wouldn't listen to his side of the story, he was sure they would lock him up.“ I will help you,” I had accepted, taking the bloody knife from him. What I wouldn't give, to take my words back. I should have called someone, but I didn't. And no amount of regrets will bring back time for me to change my decision.Related chapters
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