Chapter 11

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Savannah

Get up your friend is jumping on your bed.

Fuck her let her jump she'll get tired and stop.

I don't think she will.

Shut up.

Either you wake up or I wake you up.

......

Get the FUCK UPPPPP.

"I'm up, I'm up. Why are are you jumping on my bed?"

"Because it's time to get drunk and wasted."

"Can't we do that tomorrow I don't feel good." I turned back over on my side.

"What's wrong?"

"My stomach and head hurts."

"Did you eat today?"

"Huh?"

"Savannah did you eat today?"

"No, only because I'm gonna throw it up later and it wouldn't be a point."

"Get up and we are gonna take baby bites."

"Please Veronica just please."

"No now sit up I'll go get some food, I'll go to Olive Garden and get you some shrimp Alfredo and we will eat it together in small bites."

"Can I sleep while your gone?"

"Yes take a Tylenol and drink two bottles of water."

"Okay."

Yea so I didn't take the Tylenol I just went back to sleep. I slept for three hours. When I woke up I felt a hard ass chest right beside me.

"How you feeling?" Holy shit my heart dropped to my vagina until I realized that it was James.

"Not good. I feel all dizzy and shit."

James is honestly the best brother I could ask for.

"Did you take the Tylenol?"

"No I don't take pills."

"I know, Veronica i-i-is downstairs fixing your plate and she came and got me. By the way your sweating on my chest."

"Yea well your sweating on my bed ya nasty bastard." He laughed.

"Can I use your shower then, i somewhat just ran up here and threw my bag just on the floor."

"Yea sure." I laid back down until Veronica loud ass came in.

"Here come on, sit up." I let out a groan and sat up. You know when you get your wisdom teeth pulled and like the aftermath is you all woozy and confused, that's how I feel.

I opened my mouth and pointed at the plate. She placed some in my mouth but I started crying.

"What's wrong?"

"James left me."

Dumbass he's in the shower.

No he left me.

"Raven he's in the shower."

"Oh." I opened my mouth again and she fed me. The bathroom door opened.

"Your crying, why is she crying?"

"Because you left me."

"Well I-I-I'm here now." I hummed in content and continued to be fed by Veronica until I made her stop.

"Stop for a second. Just gimme a second please."

"Yes of course we aren't in no rush."

"I gotta throw up now."

"Can you try and push it back down? If not that's fine."

"I can tr-yea no." I ran to the bathroom and threw up.

"How long does she throw up for?"

"Until there's nothing left."

Okay we can stop this.

It hurts.

Okay just pull away a breathe in and out.

In.....out.....in......out

Good.

"You stopped, you stopped yourself."

"It's hot. James get you sweaty shitty clothes out of my bathroom please it fucking stinks." He laughed and shook his head.

"She's back."

"Come one let's get you up off the floor." I nodded and grabbed Veronica hand and she helped me up.

"James how Jeremiah?"  They both looked at me and looked at each other. "Well speak."

"H-H-His mother died, so he's not doing too good, he did three missions and is staying with mama Sil." I hummed. Silvia is the parent of all of us not only is she Jeremiah's godmother but she's mines and James too, it's weird but I love her.

"Okay." I moved away from Veronica grasp and went back to my bed and ate the rest of the food that was on the plate and drunk the water that was beside. I took three Tylenols instead of two.

"You okay?"

"Yea V I'm fine."

"Are you su-,"

"V I AM FUCKING FINE!" I let out a sigh and pressed my hand up against my face before bringing my knees up to my chest. I looked at Veronica and she looked upset. Veronica was never the one who like yelling or being yelled at, so we normal speak to her in a very stern tone when something we are trying to get across is serious.

Well that wasn't very stern was it.

Shut the fuck up.

"Veronica come here." She nodded and scooted on the bed towards me. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled at you, it wasn't right." She nodded and I wrapped my arms around her. "I'm sorry."

"its okay." I sat back on my bed and let out a sigh.

Times is fucking hard

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