Wren lays out what's in he's bag on the Coffey table and I see clean rags, rubber gloves, what looks like thin wire which must be fore stiches, a syringe, and some bottles that must have some pills, and a few other things. He grabs one of the bottles and gets out two small pills.
"Here, take these. There pain killer."
I put them in my mouth without hesitation and swallow, almost instantly feel the pain go out of my arm. He puts on his gloves and goes to work on my leg. Aria and Spencer hover over him as he works and Mike just walks back and forth between two points on they're carpet. I lay there staring up at the sealing and think about what I'm ganna do next and eventually fall asleep.
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I wake to a small flashlight being shone in my eyes. Wren has his hand on my left shoulder, and keeps saying my name.
"Claire..." over and over. I have to open my eyes all the way before he take the light out of my face and him and everyone else leans back. But even then they look at me with concern.
"Don't fall asleep like that! You scared me half to death!," Mike says.
"Sorry, but I've also been sleep deprived for the pass few days!," I say. "What'd you think happened?"
"I'll tell you. Mike thought you died and me Spencer and Wren thought you went into shock! We shook you for like five minutes and you didn't wake up!," Aria says.
"She's right yah no," Wren says in his accent.
"Sorry. I didn't know that sleeping would freak you guys out so much. I haven't in three days..."
Then I notice everyone's face go soft and Spencer says "We're sorry.... you didn't really tell us that part of your story,"
"Yeah..." Mike says. "It's just..."
"I know," I say to him. We lock eyes and it's like I'm back at Washington.
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I'm leaning on him as we dance and he's holding on to me tight. I'm doing the same but I'm holding on as if he's my life line. We stay like this in till people start to leave. We go and sit on a couch. I curl up next to him and he puts his arm around me. I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. I start to drift off but before I do I say something.
"Will you stay..."
"Always."
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The sound of my name takes me from my thoughts, and suddenly I'm back in a room filled with people.
I look away from Mike to Aria and hear her say, "You can stay here for as long as you need. My parents won't be back for at least two or three more weeks. There on a cruise."
"Thanks. I really just need a place to stay till I can start to get around again, so I shouldn't be staying here too long."
I hear Aria and Spencer's phones go off and they pick up their phones. They look at each other and Aria says, "I'll be right back. I'm ganna see if Hanna and Emily can come over," and leaves the room.
"Claire, if you can sit up, I can go ahead and look at your arm," Wren says.
"Yeah, I was ganna ask you if you where."

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Pretty Little Get Away
Teen Fictionhere's a new twist on the story. It's not just the liars that A wants to get rid of. It's also 12 year old Sophie Grace. Ever since her dad has become a drug addict she swore she would find out what happened to her mom. Even if it cost her her life...