Her FaceBook Friend

Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 31

“Love yourself, Like the clouds love rain, love yourself like the moon loves the sky. Or just find the version of how you love people and then shower that same love upon yourself because you are a person too.”

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[Jacqueline’s POV:]

As I opened my eyes and looked around the white walls of the room made me feel depressed, I found three other girls sleeping on the beds that were placed corresponding to mine with white sheets covering up to their chin.  I wasn’t sure how long I must have been sleeping here. There seems to be very little light coming from outside. While the room was illuminated by the bluish fluorescent light. The windows were covered with thick heavy blue curtains.

‘Why am I here?’

It suddenly dawned on me that I had blacked out when Jaan was talking to me, or rather when he was hara**ing me.

“That stupid jerk.” I clenched my hands and wiggled them from the side but immediately felt a shock as something sharp pricked my skin and I hissed. Something that felt like a needle.

‘Needle?’ I looked towards my side noticing the cannula in my hand. The needle almost was on the verge of bending when I loosened it.

swallowing hard I  allowed myself to accept, I was in the medical room. But who would have brought me here?

‘Jaan?’

My subconscious voice scoffed at me, and I immediately found the idea ridiculous. It was impossible.

‘Even if I was dying, and he got the antidote he will never help me.’

A 40-year-old woman in a white lab coat entered through the door, the sunlight pouring from behind her silhouette.

With few steps, she was inside the room and glanced at every bed. Her big-black eyes stopped at my form.

She smiles.

I smile back.

“Hey. How are you feeling kid?”

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“Eh?”

down on the stool nearest to my bed. Her brown curls flowing

asked you how are you feeling

fine.

“Hmm. Let’s see.”

said as she drew out a small notebook

in a

I

stops at one. Her eyes looking up at

anything from yesterday. Also, your body is dehydrated and all the result of that is you fainted two hours ago in the school

sense, I haven’t eaten anything in dinner,

time to absorb her words as if I

realize what you are doing with your health.’ My

eat dinner last

“Mrs. Natasha.”

I nod at her.

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must have

her eyes filling with pity as she scanned me from head to toe. And I felt as

She says

your condition might have worsened because of skipping last night’s meal. But the effect your body is showing is not the outcome of not eating a day or

feeling the tears welling in

She sighs again.

“Look at me, Jacqueline.”

emotions and take a deep breath. Locking my gaze on her wrinkled

seriously for some

because you are fat? Are you starving yourself because you want

feels heavy. How does she know? No one knows that! But how can

door. It was brown woody, with a golden handle it was a blend of

Can you see if not eating had done you any good honey? Life is

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