Hidden Lives, chapter 14
*****LATER AT HOSPITAL*****
~*~MELANIES P.O.V~*~
You sit beside Billie in the hospital. You look down at him. He is still smiling at you. "STOP, STOP, STOP!" You scream. A nurse walks in and Billie stops smiling. "Ma'am I will ask you to leave please." She asks. You look at Billie. He looks confused and hurt. You turn away and leave. You walk outside to find a drunken Tre with Mike trying to calm him down. "LITTLE BITCH! SHE GOT HIM SHOT!" Tre was screaming. "I'LL FUCKING KICKHER ASS!" He yells. Turning he sees you. "YOU! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO??? WHAT DID YOU DO?" He starts screaming at you. You start to tear up again. Tre, one of your friends, was yelling at you like you were some criminal. Mike steadies Tre and holds him back. "Melanie... " he starts but you had already begun to walk away. You had no friends any more. Tre hated you, Mike probably did too and Billie was dying. It was your entire fault. You looked down; you still had all your stuff. (The police had brought your stuff from the motel) You decided to leave, right now. You got a taxi and went to the air port. You bought a ticket to Vancouver, Canada and were on it within 20 min...
~*~MELANIES P.O.V~*~
You sit beside Billie in the hospital. You look down at him. He is still smiling at you. "STOP, STOP, STOP!" You scream. A nurse walks in and Billie stops smiling. "Ma'am I will ask you to leave please." She asks. You look at Billie. He looks confused and hurt. You turn away and leave. You walk outside to find a drunken Tre with Mike trying to calm him down. "LITTLE BITCH! SHE GOT HIM SHOT!" Tre was screaming. "I'LL FUCKING KICKHER ASS!" He yells. Turning he sees you. "YOU! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO??? WHAT DID YOU DO?" He starts screaming at you. You start to tear up again. Tre, one of your friends, was yelling at you like you were some criminal. Mike steadies Tre and holds him back. "Melanie... " he starts but you had already begun to walk away. You had no friends any more. Tre hated you, Mike probably did too and Billie was dying. It was your entire fault. You looked down; you still had all your stuff. (The police had brought your stuff from the motel) You decided to leave, right now. You got a taxi and went to the air port. You bought a ticket to Vancouver, Canada and were on it within 20 min...
