Hey! Drama bomb! Let's see what happens to Blossom! :)

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Cody by ItsNICKIII12

Blossom's POV

About three hours later, I wake up and hear an annoying beep. 'Beep, beep, beep, beep,' NONSTOP. I realized quickly that I was in a hospital.

I heard somebody coming, so I pretended to be passed out. Brick and a tall man walked into the room. The man had dark brown hair, light green eyes, and a doctor's coat looked about in his 20's, and had some stubble decorating is pointy chin.

A light blue name tag attached to his coat that read "Dr. Cody Harger" identified him.

"I'm sorry, , but we can't find anything wrong with her. She may be in a concussion." His smooth voice sounded like he was an actor.

The doctor seemed nice, like Boomer, only not as tough. He was kinda...how Buttercup would say.. "scrawny."

Brick looked at Dr. Harger with a look of despair. "Are you sure?" Brick was loving looking at me, touching my face.

The doctor looked very solemn as he said, "You'll need to take this young girl home, son."

Brick looked at me maliciously. "Sweet." he said. All of a sudden, the machine went "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep." I was so scared, my heartbeat was irregular for a second. It started up again, "Beep, beep beep,"

Brick picked me up and waved goodbye to the doctor. I almost did but quickly realized I was supposed to be asleep.

Then I fell out of his arms on a pink couch. This was my house, I could tell. The gang was crowded around me. I pretended to wake up. I smiled at everyone, and they all cheered.

Two hours later...

Brick and Buttercup were cracking jokes and everyone except me was laughing. I had a brief thought. 'Do I have defective parts? My laugh box, for example. I can't laugh as much, as freely other people do. I smirk, but barely laugh when someone tells a joke.I'm surrounded by laughter and I can't join it. It's the same way with my social life. I'm surrounded by people, but I just don't fit in. What's wrong with me? Can I fix myself?'

"Yo, Blossom, what's wrong?" A voice cuts into my thoughts. I look up and see Brick looking at me, worried. My heart fluttered, and I blushed. "Nothing, I'm just really tired."

Butch looks at me strangely. He must've noticed I blushed. I got up and walked into my room.

What a day.

Buttercup's POV

There was a knock on the door. I opened it, and my heart stopped beating. It was Arch. He was holding buttercups (the flowers.) and a box of chocolates. "Forgive me?" He says nervously. I couldn't believe it.

You try to kill my friends and me, cheat on me, beat me up, read my best friend's diary, and ask for forgiveness?! I wanted to say. But I couldn't speak. I slammed the door and ran to my room.

Arch walked in. "Buttercup?" I didn't answer. "It's really immature to hold a grudge this long," he shouts, and stomps out of the house.

'I don't think it's "immature" to hold the past against someone. In reality, it's not about what's been done. It's about how painful it stung. In a few years, what happened won't matter. Memories get fuzzy, but emotions can scar a person for life.' I wrote down in my journal.

The last words got stuck in my head, and they applied to every situation I can think of. 'Memories get fuzzy, but emotions can scar a person for life.'

And those words were as true as they'll ever be.