“I made notes for you. Also, Miss Becky had us grouped into four for the new class project. Don't worry, I saved a spot for you in my group.”
I was on a video call with my best friend. We've been talking for an hour now.
She picked up a textbook and showed it to the screen.
“Mr. Dustin said we had to buy it, so I got two. One for me and one for you.”
I couldn't help but get a bit too emotional. “Thanks, girl.”
She pouted. “How are you doing though? Are you getting any better?”
“Yes. I'm much better now.”
When I left her house, I said I was sick and Mum had asked me to come over so she could take care of me.
In reality, I was indeed sick. My legs hurt. My p***y was sore. I was crying a lot from guilt. My head was messed with thoughts. I was both physically and mentally sick. An
