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Darling Nikki (Part 31)
So, I decided to continue it since you all wanted me to. Oh, and I want you guys to meet my editor. :-) Her name is Kadena. She isnâ??t new to this site, though. Remember when she introduced herself? :) Thatâ??s her! We met and we talked and I decided to make her my editor. -Nikki. - â??Are you ready?â? Dr. Wallace asked while putting the scissors up to my cast. â??Rip it off!â? I yelled making him laugh. â??That wonâ??t be necessary Ms. Davids,â? He informed me while cutting it. I bounced impatiently wanting to yank it off and throw it out of a window. â??Letâ??s see what your ankle looks like now.â? I was a bit nervous when he said this. I didnâ??t see what my ankle looked like before and so I didnâ??t have a clue what it would look like afterwards. He pulled the cast off and unwrapped the bandages. â??Tell me what it looks like,â? I spoke while closing my eyes shut. I couldnâ??t take the suspense. â??Oh my God!â? He yelled making me scream. I opened my eyes and looked down at my ankle quickly. He laughed making me pissed on so any levels. Other than scars my ankle looked quite normal. But it was very stiff, moist, skinny, and it stunk. â??I canâ??t wait to run water on this bad boy,â? I informed him. â??Move it around for me.â? I was nervous to do so because for some reason I had this idea that it was going to fall off. â??Donâ??t worry; you had your cast on long enough to walk on it without any problems. You may limp a little but youâ??ll be perfectly fine.â? His words calmed me down. I took a deep breath and began to move it around. It didnâ??t fall off and I didnâ??t feel any pain. â??So, when will I be completely healed?â? I asked. â??Give it another two weeks and youâ??ll be running.â? This made me smile. â??Fuck yeah!â? I yelled. â??Hey! Watch your mouth!â? Aunt Val yelled from her seat in the corner, â??You got it.â? I quickly replied not wanting any soap in my mouth. â??Youâ??re going to wrap it up, in the morning before you go to school, and youâ??ll take it off at night.â? I wasnâ??t really listening, I just wanted to go home. â??Got it, can I go now?â? I quickly asked. He shook his head and headed me the new bandages. He watched me wrap it and put my chucks back on. I slowly stood on it and smiled once I stood completely. There wasnâ??t any pain. It was a bit stiff but I could deal with that. The next day I got up early and limped towards the bathroom. They had taken me off of my pain killers and so I started feeling pain. After taking a shower and brushing my teeth I wrapped my ankle and put my socks on. I slipped my feet into a pair of grey and purple Jordans and headed downstairs. I managed to sneak pass my aunt seeing that I didnâ??t want to hear her mouth. I closed the door and was lifted up immediately. â??Apparently you didnâ??t get my text, I can walk now.â? I informed Michael, trying to get out of his grasp. â??I know, but Iâ??m going to miss carrying you around.â? I rolled my eyes at this and continued to fight. He finally put me down and I turned around to face him. â??Now that Iâ??m out of bondage Iâ??m going to rip every last cheerleader to shreds.â? I growled when saying this and he gave me a look as if I was crazy. â??No, youâ??re going to continue to do well in school.â? He corrected me. â??Iâ??m pretty sure that wasnâ??t part of the plan.â? I quickly replied. He ignored me and began to walk. When we got to the schoolâ??s front entrance I quickly spotted Tyler and Brenda. â??Cripple can walk!â? Tyler yelled causing Brenda to look over towards me. â??Yep yep!â? I yelled ignoring her little nickname. â??Itâ??s a good thing too. You were starting to get a bit heavy Nik.â? She added making everyone laugh. â??Fuck you, and your new pair of Jordans.â? I replied noticing them glistening in the sunlight. â??You like?â? She asked doing a little dance. â??You spoiled piece of shit. Tell your mother to buy me a pair.â? I replied, pretending to be bitter. â??I got you.â? I figured she was joking. We all walked inside and everyone seemed to notice me walking. When walking past the cheerleaders they seemed a bit bitter by this. But I noticed that Tiffany wouldnâ??t give me dirty looks anymore, or say anything. She just let the others do things which made me still not like her. â??Yea, thatâ??s right you ugly bitches. I can walk again. You know what that means?â? I asked stopping dead in my tracks so that I was standing right in front of them. I didnâ??t get a response which I found humorous. â??Donâ??t all fucking speak at once!â? I yelled causing some to jump. â??Nikki.â? Michael warned but I ignored him. â??Let me tell you what it means. It means that if you so close as to walk past me wrong. Iâ??m sticking my fully healed ankle up your fucking ass!â? Michael picked me up and carried me away, but I wasnâ??t done. â??Donâ??t think this shit is over with! I will snatch each and every one of you bitches bald before the end of this fucking year!â? Michael dragged me away towards my locker. When he put me down I smiled up at him. â??Violence is not needed all the time Nikki. Control your temper.â? I was tired of him telling me what to do. â??Okay whatever.â? I quickly replied trying to get him to stop talking. I grabbed my stuff out of my locker and began to walk away. He gently grabbed my arm and pulled me back so that I was standing in front of him. â??I carried you around for weeks. Donâ??t try to brush me off now that you can walk.â? He was starting to act like a female and I was becoming irritated. â??You have nothing to blame your attitude on anymore. Youâ??re off your meds and you should behave like you have some kind of since.â? He acted as if I was smacking people in the face. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk away a second time. But once again he grabbed my arm and pulled me back in my original place. â??What the fuck Michael? What do you want me to do? What do you want me to say? What will it take for you to get off of my fucking back? Everything I do youâ??re on my heels telling me that Iâ??m wrong.â? He seemed a bit annoyed. â??What do you mean by that? I picked you up from Tylerâ??s house high and said nothing. Youâ??ve flipped out on me multiple times because of your meds and Iâ??ve let that slide. You never say thank you for the things I do but I never say anything about it. So what exactly are you talking about?â? I didnâ??t even realize I never say thank you, until now. â??Iâ??m sure Iâ??ve said thank you before.â? I still tried to defend myself. â??If you arenâ??t very sure, you havenâ??t said it enough.â? He made me feel stupid, as usual. What do I do when I feel stupid? â??I got to go, class starts soon.â? I quickly spoke, trying to walk away for a third time. But this time he didnâ??t pull me back. It kind of shocked me seeing that heâ??d usually not let me leave until the issue was resolved. But I guess he was tired of trying to explain it to me. Maybe he was tired of me. By the time I got to class I was a mess. I didnâ??t know how to feel. I wanted to be happy, because I got my cast taken off. But I couldnâ??t be. Because of stupid Michael. After my first class with the lovely Mr. Coleman, blah. I walked to my second one with a better attitude. Not because I liked doing algebra or whatever the fuck we were doing, but because I had time to calm down and give less of a fuck about Michael and Iâ??s little disagreement. When I got to class it seemed like just another long boring ass hour and thirty minutes of chemistry. So I did the same old routine. Took my books out, stole someoneâ??s warm-up paper. Copied it. Pretended like it was my own and present it to the entire class for extra credit. The usual. So you could only imagine how confused I was when I was called down to the office. I figure the principle was probably just checking up on me. Or maybe Iâ??d receive a cheesy ass award for good behavior. When I got down to the office I spotted a bunch of security standing out in the main office. This confused me a bit but I thought nothing of it. I walked towards the principalâ??s office and opened the door. When he spotted me he sighed deeply and rubbed his temples. As if he was delivering bad news. Something I didnâ??t feel like hearing. â??Please sit down Ms. Davids.â? He spoke sternly. I figured what he had to say must be serious. â??You know, I got the wrong impression of you.â? He began. I slowly looked down at his desk and saw is name written on a framed certificate. â??Why is that Mr. Gumby?â? I asked, realizing that was his actual name. I tried not to laugh. â??Your grades were improving, your attendance was consistent, no detentions. I thought that you were coming around.â? His words confused me. â??I am Mr. Gumby. Iâ??ve literally gone to every class for these past two months.â? I informed him, quite shocked by my improvement myself. I owed all of the credit to Michael. â??Then please, explain to me how marijuana ended up in your locker.â? My eyes widened. â??There must be some mistake, I donâ??t have any weed.â? I quickly replied, shaking my head in disbelief. â??The bag of marijuana says otherwise. Unless you can somehow prove that the drugs arenâ??t yours. Iâ??m afraid Iâ??m going to have to expel you.â? My heart beat began to increase. This had to be some kind of joke. This couldnâ??t have been real. Fuck my life! - Hey! Iâ??m Kadena. Iâ??m the one who uploaded this chapter since Nikki is a bit busy! Let me tell you some things about myself. Iâ??m 17 years old, my favorite color is Pink. I go to High School and my birthday is March 1st. My favorite artists are Taylor Swift, Michael Jackson and Justin Bieber. Nicki Minaj is one of my favorites as well. :) Well, enough. Hope to hear from you!
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