Teen Story - Chapter 14 - Change Mind

Eventually they all got out of hospital. Cheryl and Alejandro were slowly doing physiotherapy together. Taylor was helping Cheryl out. She seemed to have healed better than everyone else, at least physically. Mentally she was a wreck and Cheryl and Alejandro had to hold her up. After another snot fest of tears she grumbled out, "You know I love that guy."
"Smithy?" asked Cheryl as they were watching Gavin and Stacey on the computer.
"No! Alejandro!" she tried to slap Cheryl's shoulder, limply she failed which was good because it was her broken arm.
"I hope not too much!" Cheryl stated, staring at the screen, folding her limbs.
"No, he's great for you!" she seemed slightly giddy with feelings as she flapped her hand around.
"Good, are you drunk?"
"No, I'm stupid!"
"You're not stupid, Taylor!"
"Yes I am! Why did I jump forward to help!?"
"You were just trying to help like you say, Taylor, because you love me and Alejandro and realized what a jerk Max had become!"
"Oh, really, thank you Cheryl, THAT MAKES A LOT OF SENSE NOW!"
Cheryl left the room to get some air. It was weird how things had turned around to her being the agony aunt and mother figure.



"Hi, Cheryl," they held each others shoulders and kissed each other slightly squinty on the lips.
"You don't wonna go jn there right now!" Cheryl told Alejandro.
"O-K," Alejandro leaned on the door.
"Don't open the door!" Cheryl screwed up her face and stretched her hands out.
"I-hi-hi-hiiii!!!" Taylor sobbed into her tissue.
"Oh no!" Cheryl slapped her hand onto her face.
"Why?! WHY!!!?" Taylor screamed rawly.
"Ugh!" Alejandro's face twitched as they both mounted the band wagon for despair, staring at each other and realised Taylor would be worse than a baby in many ways and it had only just started.
"Get on for the ride to hell," they said at the same time, looking each other up and down.