Chapter 27 - recovery

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We go in through the front door and all I hear is screaming, my vision has gone blurry and I soon pass out.

"We need help!" Marcus yells

"What happened? Martha! We have situation!."

"Que paso? Why is she always the one who constantly gets hurt? Someone get me two crash carts and 2 millimeters of morphine for Esmerelda sat. For the girl get me 3 millimeters of morphine and start an IV bag for both."

Our at home doctors that are on duty puts on surgical gloves and takes a look at my wounds including Petra's. They bring us into they're own at home hospital.

"There was an attack at kings dominion, she was hit in the shoulder and is loosing a lot a blood and um she has a gash on her thigh."

"Esmerelda already took out Petra's bullets."

"It's a good thing I taught her, if it wasn't for her then your friend would be dead by now. They are gonna need a blood transfusion, according to our records for Esmerelda do any of you guys have the blood type AB?"

"I do." Maria says

"Amazing and for Petra do you guys know?"

"type B, I think. I have it." Lex says

"Perfecto, entonces both of you come with me. My assistant will check the rest of you guys out If any of you guys have any other injuries."

A few hours go back and soon I gain consciousness, I look around and here I am again in a hospital bed, I hate hospitals they always freak me out. I see Marcus passed on a chair and I laugh, I see Petra on the bed beside me still sleeping.

"Looks like someone woke up." Saya says

"I'm still tired but I'll think I manage, how's Petra?"

"She's still recovering but she should wake up soon, I wonder what happened to the rest of them. Some of them don't have anywhere else to go, in a couple of days when it's safe I'm gonna go back to my family. They need me to run a couple of "things" if you know what I mean"

"Yeah I do, you gotta admit we're pretty badass especially when the majority of the time we run cities all on our own, it's just that men don't understand that we're the brains and the muscle of the operation."

"That's true, they think we're some petty ass bitches who only deserve to stay home and look after the kids while the men are bringing in the money. It's pretty pathetic if you ask me."

"You read my mind-"

We start to see Marcus waiting up and he gets up immediately, slightly stumbling.

"Woah I shouldn't have done that, shit the blood just rushed to my head."

"That's my cue to leave, well I see ya tomorrow."

She leaves and Marcus kisses my head, he sits next to me and begins to play with my hair."

"How are you feeling?"

"Decent, my leg is killing me though. The fucking morphine wore off a while ago, well time to add more scars to the list, now I gotta get even more tats. Just my luck."

"You don't have to cover them up, you know it's funny that the wound on your shoulder is shaped like a heart."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"I can't wait to get out of here, you know I can't stand not doing anything."

"Don't you like to draw?"

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