Trusting Me (DDLG)

One.

Chest pain, the burning feeling. I normally feel like I am having a heart attack, but that would be too easy of a way out.

I sat up from the bench that I was resting on. My bag was on the ground, I reached over and pulled apart the flap. My meds were in the bag, all thirty tablets.

Was hoping that I wouldn't have to. I pull out the box with the tray holding the tablets and push the gray foil. The small blue tablet fell into my hand, I got up and looked around at the many different college students around me.

The commons was filled with people heading to their classes, their dorms, or just doing homework or projects. I spotted a water fountain and walked across the yard to the building.

I pushed the blue tablet into my mouth and leaned over, my fingers touching the sticky surface of the 'push' button. While taking a small sip, I wiped my hand on my jean shorts and headed back over to my bench.

My hand reached up to rub across my chest. The burning should go away soon, but I'm a little surprised that I didn't have to struggle to breathe.

My phone beeped, I pulled it out of my back pocket and flipped up the screen. My mom's name flashed in blue letters across the screen. I quickly ended the call and glanced over at the time, it was almost four.

I grabbed my bag and started sprinting to the bus stop. I can't be late for my job once again, I will have no way to pay rent.

My curly brown hair flew into my face, with a frustrated sigh I pushed it out of the way. The bus stop was two minutes away.but if I sprint I could probably make it.

I push two groups out of my way and fly past them, my flats thundering against the pavement. The bus just stopped, I heard the squeal of the breaks just as I rounded the corner of a restaurant

I raised my hand, willing it to stay. A bell rung, a door swung open and everything just seemed to stop. I had no time to react.

I bumped right into a hard, solid wall. As I fell I bounced back right onto my butt. The bus took that moment to start up and rush right on off.

"No, no, wait!!" I yelled after the bus. "I'm so sorry, I did not mean to run into you." A masculine voice apologized. I quickly stood up and pushed past him, "Watch where you're going next time."

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"I will pass back your tests, come get them as I call out your name." Mr. Ruinsfield said. This was going to take forever, I pushed the crappy laptop that my Dad bought for me out of my way.

I know that I didn't do well on that test. My interest was nowhere near studying. Several names were called, I began doodling and scribbling down song lyrics on my paper.

"Sasha Ryan," Mr. Ruinsfield called out. His monotone voice echoing throughout the large room. I stood up and wandered all the way down to the floor.

My paper was being held out to me like it was sort of an agreement that I had to sign my name under. I snatched the paper up and wandered back to my seat just as time was up.

I grabbed my stuff and stuffed the crappy laptop into my bag. My classes were over, so I could head back to my apartment and get ready for work tonight.

Taking the opportunity, I slipped on my headphones and plugged them into my phone. The Weeknd - "Drunk In Love" started playing, as I hummed along I headed out of the nearly empty room.

"Baby I want you, nana." I sang out, my sandals slapping against the pavement. I was thankful if I could catch the bus this time.

I walked all the way to the bus stop, waiting with an elderly lady, what looked to be her granddaughter, and an older man.