“Hey, Ms. Red Carpet! She can autograph my pockets! Anytime, anyplace, anyway! I'll be looking at everybody else! Watch it, I don't wanna de obnoxious, but this girl worth the gossip, take away the smile, the tattoos now, forever she very guardless! I imagine her topless,”
“Noah imagines Cedes topless.” I ignore Chance’s comment and continue belting out the lyrics.
“She might set off my rocket! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 on and poppin'! She met Mark and then attitude like we arguing! Wit her by meh celebrate, glitter to my life! I should twitter this is girl, she's sparkling!”
“Cedes, shut up!” Nick complains.
I glare at him. “I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut! My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real! I tear my heart open just to feel!”
“You cant go to Flo’ Rida to Papa Roach, it should be illegal,” Ross declares.
“You've taken all my will to! Exploit my face behind these hands! And you're far to shallow to drown me in your follies! You wont make it far, this is bigger than who we are! How could you get this far, with such a bitter plan, building all these scars!” I sing as loud as I can.
“Noah you need to tame your girlfriend,” Matt snaps.
I narrow my eyes at Matt. “I am just a man! Not superhuman, I'm not superhuman, someone save me from the hate!” I sing.
“Cedessss! Shut the hell up!” Tim whines.
“Gangsta! Got my diamond earrings! Gangsta! Gonna turn you on! So gangsta! I preserve my sexy! And I'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me!” I yell as I move next to Cade.
“Hey Cedes rap No Love Eminem’s part,” Chance says.
I smile. “So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em/ They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them/ Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage/ Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? / Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute/
Yeah that rap was tight/ But I'm furnished with the greatest verse of all time/ So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um/ Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit/ And start over from scratch and write new ones/ But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference/
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight,” I rap out. The guys all holler at me and I bow at them. “Thank you, thank you,” I chuckle.
“Okay seriously now Cedes, shut up,” Matt grunts.
I stick my tongue out at him. “Hey I’m trying to hype you guys up from the loss!” I explain.
“Just don’t do it with your singing and Cedes we just lost to our rivalries. Your singing isn’t going to cheer us up,” Tim says as he starts re tying his lacrosse stick.
“You guys suck, we have to play them in the playoffs now that we know where they are powerful we just work on those and we’ll kick their asses in the playoffs,” I declare.
“Whatever,” Tim mumbles. I roll my eyes and walk out of the locker room and out of the school as I was already dressed.
Okay, so yeah we had lost to our number one enemy but only by 1 point and the last point was a cheap shot. Their attacker hit one of our defenders to the ground, it wasn’t called. So they scored there and you know the rest. I don’t know why my team is so angered by this, we have to play them again in the tournament we’re playing in a week from now. And that time we will kick those Tiger asses. See I have hope for the team.
“Ready?” Emery asks as I meet him by my car in the parking lot. I nod and unlock the drivers door and then unlock the passengers. “you guys weren’t that bad, if that helps,” Emery says as he throws my lacrosse bag in the back. “so I was talking to Silver, I didn’t know her and Chance have a thing?”
I laugh. “Yeah ever since freshman year. They wont admit to anything but its totally obvious.”
“Especially when she’s wearing his number…” Emery lifts an eyebrow. I nod and chuckle.
“Very true. So Emery?” he just nods. “I heard you on the phone the other night…..”
“Shit I was that loud?”
I chuckle and nod. “But um I heard you talking about a school dance coming up in your old school?” I wonder.
“Yeah its next weekend.”
I nod and quickly look over at him. “Are you going?”
“I don’t know yet, why?”
I shrug. “I’m just wondering.”
“Oh okay.”
“How are you and Cara?”
“How are you and Noah?” Emery asks back.
I shake my head. “Touché but we’re good.”
“And Cara and I are just fine.” I pull into the driveway and take the keys out and grab my bag in the back. I open the door and shut it then follow Emery into the house. The house was quiet as mom and dad were working late tonight, it was so unlike this house. And Cade and the guys wont be here tonight knowing we just lost the game tonight, so I guess its just going to be Emery and I tonight.
So much joy.
*
I groan and grab my tight, aching stomach.
“Emery!” I cry out for the fourth time. “Emery!” I yell through the tears. I’m telling you my stomach was hurting that bad. I grip my comfort and let the tears flow out, my stomach felt so tight and it literally felt like my stomach was sinking in. It started a little after 12 o’clock but now it was 1 in the morning and I was literally dying, my crutches are across the room and I don’t have that much energy to hop to them.
“What?” Emery groggily says as he opens my bedroom door, his hair was everywhere and he looked tired.
“My stomach hurts,” I force out.
Emery sighs and rubs his eyes as he walks over to me. “Want to try some medicine?” he asks and I nod.
“Its behind the mirror in my bathroom.” Emery nods then walks into my bathroom. A couple seconds later I hear the sink running and Emery is walking back into my room.
“Why do you have your lights on?” he asks when he hands two pills to me and a plastic cup. I take the water and pill.
“Because I couldn’t fall asleep,” I explain. I tightly close my eyes shut and wait for the pain to go away but it seems like the more I wait the worst the pain gets. “it really hurts.”
“Have you tried a heating pad?” I shake my head. “do you have one?” I nod. “where?”
“Under the sink.” I force myself to sit up and lean my back against the wall behind me.
“Here,” I open my eyes and grab the heating pad and put it on my stomach. “are you on your period or something?” Emery questions. I shake my head and press the heating pad tighter to my stomach.
“Can you get my trash can?!” I exclaim, Emery perks up and jogs over to my trash can, immediately once he brings it over to me I throw up. I cry when the pain just gets worst. “oh my god, my stomach Emery.” I look over at Emery who was now throwing the covers off of me. I don’t question as he unplugs the heating pad and picks me up. I rest my head on his chest and wrap my arms around my stomach.
This is how I’m going to die. Nope not in an airplane or climbing a mountain like I thought but my outsides eating my insides. Yep, this is what it felt like my outsides were eating my insides. This is how Cedes Element was going to die. I wont have a great adventure nor will I be able to win against the Tigers in the next tournament because I’ll be dead. The three words I want on my gravestone are ’well, this sucks’ written in big letters.
“Cedes don’t close your eyes,” Emery mumbles as he carries me to someone else and then I’m resting on a uncomfortable bed. Honestly at this point I could care less where the hell I was, all I wanted was this pain to go away and never come back again. That’s all I wanted in the world right now.
*
My heavy eyelids eventually flicker open after a couple times trying.
“Hey sleepy head,” I squint my eyes at the sudden direct sunlight but look over to see mom sitting in a chair. “how was your sleep?” she asks.
“You were knocked out for three days kiddo,” dad adds as he walks into my vision.
“Why?” I ask.
Dad speaks up. “You got your stomach pumped and it just wore you out.” I crease my eyebrows.
“You ate something and your stomach couldn’t take it, that’s why you were feeling those horrible stomach pains,” mom continues.
“It felt like my outsides were eating my insides mom.”
Mom cringes. “I know honey, but your body was eating up other stuff so I guess it should’ve felt like that.” I then bring my hands up to my nose where I feel wires going in through my nose.
“Its oxygen just so you could get extra oxygen in you,” dad says. “well we promised the boys we would get them once you woke up, so mom and I will be getting something to eat. Want anything?” I shake my head. They nod then walk out but mom kisses my head before.
“Look whose ass finally decided to get up!” Matt hollers, I roll my eyes.
“What up?” Ross exclaims as he walks to the chair mom was once in.
“Yeah how are you?” Cade asks.
“Yeah three day sleeper,” Chance teases.
I shrug. “Felt peaceful after a night of pain.”
“Yeah Emery told us you had one hell of a night,” Cade says when he takes a seat at then end of my bed.
“Speaking of Emery where is he and Noah?” I wonder.
“Sleeping,” they all reply in synch.
“We all went home, they stayed and had zero sleep.”
My eyes widen. “Wait?! Today’s Monday! Tournament start tomorrow!” I exclaim.
Chance chuckles. “Its Tuesday morning, Cedes. And so what you’ll miss what? Two games the least?” I groan.
“Your health is better than two tournament games, Cedes,” Cade comments. I shake my head.
“Yo, look who decided to wake up!” Matt yells, we all look towards the door to see Noah closing it.
“Alright lets leave the two alone!” Cade calls as he walks past Noah. The guys give me a smile before heading out.
“How you feeling?” Noah asks. I finally take a look at him and he looks like hell.
“Better, a lot better. Noah please go home and sleep,” I beg.
Noah shakes his head and creases his eyebrows. “I’m fine,” I give him a stern look. He smiles. “I’m fine!” I sigh but pat the spot next to me on the hospital bed. Noah sits down and looks at me. “so no more pepperoni pizza for you?”
I laugh. “Nope, I guess not.”
“So I heard Emery’s heading back to Nevada next week for a school dance or something?”
Wait… What?!?!?!
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