Rosalinda by Destiny Broyles (inspirational books for students txt) 📖

came down with a fever yesterday, and we havent been able to control, just last night we came and brought him here to the hospital. Mom hasnt stopped crying since yesterday. I feel really bad for her, cause i cant do much for chris. he has never gotten this sick. and its actually really scary. hes a deep shade of red, and it looks abnormal.
"Lilah, its not just the Flu. Its something More, I can tell." She says holding his hand.
"then why haven't the doctors figurered it out yet, mom." I snapped at her on accident.  She scoffed.
"Dont act Like you dont know anything, okay. Go Home." She barked at me. I stoood there and grabbed my bag off of the chair. "fine. dont call me" I say walking out of his room and slamming the door. Nurses just looked at me as i passed by stomping my feet, and wiping away the tears from my cheeks. I pull my phone out from my jacket pocket and Dial Robbie's number.
"Lilah? baby, you okay?"
"No. can you pick me up please. im at the hospital" I say, sniffling.
"Yeah. which one?"
"Childrens hospital., you have to take the main highway" I informed him, clutching my bag in my left hand. The wind started blwoing really hard.
"Okay, ill be there in a bit" he hung up and i sighed. My was never like this when i get sick. she usually just pas it as the common flu of a stomach virus. nothign much of it really, and i didnt get why she was being so protective of chris. i'm starting to wonder, if him getting sick is a strange sign. A signt that i have yet to figure out. he was fine three days ago whn i was watching him. Wait..Rosa was with me. Could she have done something? I questioned my own thoughts and leaned agaisnt the stone wall. the wind blew just a bit, but not to much. It felt nice agaisnt my bare legs. I sigh to myself as i hear my phone ringing the familair song of Lana del reys "video games", and put it up to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hey..Lilah..Its Dad. Can We talk"
I stare blanky as the ground as I look at the number. I shook my head. "No..you cant" I whisper as I press the end button and put it back in my jacket pocket. The phone rings again, this time, i let it ring through. I dont need this right Now. I just wanted to get home, and lay down. Cry a little bit while i was there.

"So..He called?" Robbie asked rubbing my back. I played with my fingers ans wiped my face. I started crying when he came to get me, and our whole car ride was him telling me it was okay, and my silent sobs to myself.
"Yeah. He asked if we could talk. How did he get my number? I dont ever remeber giving it to him, neverless, him actually using it to call me. Fucking claire is more important then me"
"Maybe her wanted to sya he was sorry for leaving. thats what my dad did an-"
"My dad is a fucking douchbag, Rob. he left when chris was born. he left right away. he made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with us. Okay? dont you see. the only reason hes calling is cause he either wants money, or he wants to bitch to my mom about claire. he want to have a little whine and a moan about the woman he went to,leaving mom with nothing. we had to start over, Robbie. And your gonna site here and say "maybe he wants to say sorry? Bull fucking Shit" I jerked away from him. "I bet you Rosa would understand"
He scoffed. "What did you say?"
"I said," I stood up. "I bet you rosa Would fucking understand"
He had a look of hurt on his face. "That girl is seriously fucking with your head, lilah. Shes a compulsive bitch, and you've known her what? three weeks? you're better than her. She doesnt understand. shes fucking evil"
"You dont know her. Dont stand their and judge her, Robbie" I hissed.
"You know what, lilah" He got up and walked to my door. "when your done being a physco Bitch. knock on my door, Kay?"
I looked down. his word stung me a little biit. as he slammed the door, I jumped. He had no idea what i was going through. As far as he knows, im going through a lot. Maybe he was right. I have notice that Rosalinda doesnt bring over her dad, in fact, Ive never seen her dad. I sat on the egde of my bed and pulled my hair back. Maybe, her dad was sick, and couldnt do much. She did say that he went into a bad depression, and always need rosa by his side. I dont blame him, rosa is a good person. she wouldnt harm anyone. and i knew she would always be there when i needed a friend to talk to. She did say to just walk over if i needed to. maybe i should do that.

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Publication Date: 06-07-2013

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to my cat, krispy creme. She motivates me. (this is obviously a joke part of the book. I will fill out all the real stuff when i get farther into the book. Mkay bye.)