Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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Thread Topic: Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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HOLY CRAP! Never thought of that! :O
"Oh... Sorry." I stepped back, giving him space. -
Win much, no?
"It's..... o...-kay." I said with one last cough. -
Yes. Major win.
"How you feeling?" I eyed him with concern. -
"Well. My stomach and throat hurt intensely, and I have a hangover." I muttered quickly, still a little out of it.
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"I'll get the nurse." I pressed the red button on the TV remote and waited for somebody to arrive.
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"No It-" And then that other part of me kicked in. Is she gonna give me somethin? "Nevermind." I said.
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A nurse came in and hooked up some new painkillers and fluid into the IV. "I'll be right back. I kinda gotta go to the bathroom. Don't go anywhere." I left the room, realizing how stupid I just sounded.
GTG, family dinner. Bye! -
I nodded, Letting her blonde moment pass over me.
Bye Lana! -
Harharhar... >:D
I scurried down the hall and entered the bathroom, shutting and locking the stall door behind me. My phone vibrated in my pocket; I was glad Randy hadn't noticed it in the room. I looked at the caller ID. It was... Dad... -
Man, I thought, uneasily. How long am I gonna be here?
I had A bad feeling inside. Besides, you know, pain. -
Gtg, be back in, like half an hour.
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I did the only thing I could do. I picked up the phone. It was weird though... He was supposed to be locked up in a prison cell, wouldn't the only phone be the one the guards let you use once a week? How'd he get his cell phone back?
"Listen to me, you b----," he spat into the receiver. "You're getting your ass to the city and driving me home. Don't give me any s--- about legality. I don't care. You're to pick me up, drop me home, and leave. Understand?"
I nodded, my words caught in my throat.
"Do you understand me, b----?!"
"Y-y-es..." I managed to squeak. The line went dead. How the hell would I get out of this one?
(Just got back from dinner. Sorry for leaving without notice, but I was literally rushed out the door ._.) -
Its okie.
"I don't like this place," I managed to say. "Not a bit..." -
I took my time getting back to Randy's room. I was sure I was as white as a ghost. Calm the hell down, Sam... But I couldn't.... I just couldn't. Freaking hell, what am I gonna say? I thought as I reached for the door handle. I opened it. Too late for an alibi.
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I watched the door handle turn slowly, and I decided to turn over to my side. If it was even possible at this point. Ahhhhh, ow.....
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