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✼ N E V A E H ✼

When we arrived at wherever it was we were going to, Atticus's men scurried to my side of the door and helped me out of the car while also assisting the lymph bodies that laid on either side of me. 

It was almost as if the two of them were racing to see who would reach my side first. In order to sustain the bleeding, I had to rip a piece of their clothing to do the job until we got to our destination where I would hopefully be provided with the proper supplies to save a life. 

But the place I was currently craning my neck to look up at was nothing like what I imagined a Mafia Man's hospital to look like. Assuming that is the destination he ordered his men for me to operate at. It stood tall but it looked like it hadn't seen a human being in 200,000 years. It was cemented from top to bottom with half functioning windows, half broken windows and some with no windows at all. 

It had some tattered paint threatening to give out and fall to the ground or dissolve- whatever the fuck paint does. There was a light up sign that simply said "Hospital" which also appeared to be half lit with only four letters glowing and the other four acting as if they never existed. 

This is the most ghetto thing I've ever seen. 

The men stopped walking when I stopped and waited for me to catch up before they went in. They were being so weird in the car and I don't even know why. It's like they wanted to say something, or respond to all my questions, but they didn't.

It's either they all have long sticks up their asses or guns to their head. I can't stand silence. Silence makes me think and reflect. Silence kills me, so I fill it with noises or talk to other people so that I'm not on the verge of killing myself with my own thoughts.

Since they insisted on being silent as if they took an oath of silence, I never got a name from them. The one Atticus seems to favor more than the other looks like he could be a Jordan, so I'm just gonna call him Jordan. And the other guy looks like he's trying to be mysterious and seduce everyone in his path so I'm gonna call him Mike. 

Mike, Jordan, and I arrived at what looked like the entrance of the abandoned hospital and when we stood on the very dusty mat, I could've sworn I saw a whole nest of spiders and cockroaches that were probably fucking. It was silent for a few moments and when I came back to reality I realized that both of them were staring at me in silence and so much patience spread across their beautiful facial features. 

"Oh my God, is there something in my hair?" I asked, letting the fear get to me at the fastest rate possible. My hands went straight to my hair to feel for what had gotten them so fascinated in me. 

Both of them shook their heads before Jordan finally spoke, "Well, uhh," He gestured to the men that both of them were carrying. I quickly caught on to what he meant, but I guess I didn't do a very good job of convincing him or myself that I understood the message he was trying to send to me. "Ladies first." 

See, men find the most convenient times for themselves to be feminists or just behave like a proper gentleman. It's funny actually seeing and hearing this in person and not through someone else's perspective. He's a stupid, stupid boy if he thinks I'm walking into this place without someone in close enough proximity to me.

"I'm not going in there first, are you out of your mind or something?" I say more than ask. 

"We just need you to make sure it's fine and in ship shape before we go in." Did he actually just say that? And with so much ease and confidence too. Like he really thought he made a logical point.