Dimension X

F O U R

After a colorful conversation with the head mistress of our wonderful home I was taken to the hospital. I must say that Jack was baffled that there was still hospitals around. Apparently the storms had driven many people insane leaving children everywhere. A huge chunk of even medical staff caught whatever this disease was. The kids at his home just called it the "sane plague" to be ironic and sarcastic.

They said that I needed an inhaler and surgery on my leg. That dresser did the works on my ankle. Turns out that it nearly snapped my ankle. When the nurse asked what happened I told her that we were moving a dresser at Jack's house and it feel on me. They were slightly curious how it had do much force. I just said that we didn't empty it first.

Now I could see the rage in two peoples eyes. My foster mom and my brother Grey. Grey was pacing the room occasionally glancing up at me. He saw the child and thought it was mine. He thought I had a secret relationship with Jack.

"Just tell me who he is!" He finally yells.

"I told you!" I say quietly, rolling my eyes. "He is Jack."

"Where did you meet him?" He questions once again. Shocker!

"I just met him a few days ago." I push myself further up on my pillow ready to defend my new friend. "Listen there is nothing going on. If we were together and had that child how would it not have shown?"

"I don't know this is you we are talking about!" He yells. Luckily the nurse finally came in. For the past two minutes I'd been pressing the alert I need help button.

Help I've fallen and I can't get up! I snort at my thought realizing all to late that I just snorted like an idiot.

The nurse practically shoves everyone out of my room. Quite frankly I don't want to deal with anyone else. The nurse hands me some medicine which I all to gladly take. If you were in my position and knew that your ankle was halfway snapped in half with a kiddy wrap around it... You would want the medicine. Just take the drugs.

My sleep greeted my pleasantly.

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"Wake up Sleeping Blondie." Someone says gently into my ear. The voice so familiar, slightly deep and very attractive. My brain says to greet them but my eyes won't obey. They stay close tight. Who was that? "Come on look at me. Your surgery went great."

A miracle happened and my eyes fluttered open. I saw Jack.

Wait I found his voice attractive!?! My body screams at me. No no no no no no no no..........

"Jack?" I demand. His smile it's there in an instant. He is being friendly. "I thought you didn't like me." I say dryly.

"Why on earth would I hate you? You not only saved me but brought me to a much better place." He smiles at me gratefully. "I mean you are tough around the edges but I think I can patch you up."

"Sure." I roll my eyes. I don't like this Jack. I think I like shirtless Jack better. Wait what? Describe that better! Okay sorry. Slightly rude Jack better.

"Listen Blondie. I think I was slightly too rude to you last night. It's just that home it's full of girls. I wanted to be the one in charge for once. By the way I'm sixteen and completely available."

I snort at that stupid introduction, "I'm fourteen and don't care-"

"Thank God you are okay!" Owen.... that person cut me off. I was being rude to people and he cut me off. Pfft who needs him? In a matter of seconds his arms were around me. He ignored Jack as he began to question me.

"I'm not your girlfriend, Owen... So do me and Jack a favor," I grit my teeth. "and please shut up!"

"I just thought-" he began. Now it was my turn to cut him off.

"You thought wrong, Owen. You are my brothers best friend and way to old for me. It's my fault anyways, I spend too much time with you guys than anyone else besides Jasmine. Leave me and Jack." What I'm I doing? I internally face palm.

"Okay..." He looks down, his face falling. "Wait... Jack?"

He turns to face the only person in this room. If in anyway this erupts into even the slightest fight somebody is getting kicked in the face, and considering I'm wearing a cast, more than one person well regret it. It's just like what parents say, 'This well hurt me more than you!'.

"Owen leave him alone and Jack-" I stop myself. Jack had a goofy grin plastered across his face. He was antagonizing him.

I snorted very attractively- I might add- and began laughing. I thought about pressing the button but this would be too much fun. With Owen's death glare and Jack's antagonizing... it was too much for my lungs to bear. I started coughing instead.

The doctor told me this would happen for the next few days until my lungs are stronger. Basically I can't laugh. Well I'd say I was doing a great job so far!

Jack came to my side immediately only to get plowed over by Owen. I ain't joking... Owen knocked Jack over. I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't want them to hate each other but it was funny.

"Let me talk to Jack alone, Owen." I place my hand on Owen's cheek. He smiles nervously at me. That smile.

"Okay just five minutes." He walks out.

I roll my eyes as he shuts the door. Jack stands up at this point also watching the door.

"He does know that he doesn't control you... right?"

"I'm not quite sure to be honest. However if he comes back in exactly five minutes I'll slap the living-"

I stop purely because of Jack's stupid laugh. I snort and roll my eyes at him. He is so ridiculous some times. I just can't imagine how we are going to change the already made first impression. I always had trouble keeping people close to me. Ever since my sister died I've had trust issues. Even my brother and I have a strangled relationship.

"You sound so confident! Now you said you had to talk to me. Enlighten me with your wisdom!"

"You are an idiot." I roll my eyes. He waits for me to continue. "I just wanted to continue our previous conversation. Also I am sending you home first chance I get."

"Absolutely not!" He yells. I didn't know he could look so serious. "Wait where is Mercury?"

"Don't really care and most certainly you are! You do not belong here!" I grit my teeth.

"And yet you are so attached to me." He makes kissy sounds. Gross.

"And here I thought that you might not fall so deeply in love with me that you would throw your life away. It pains me. I guess that is just the price you have to pay when you are deadly gorgeous." He snorts. "Now back to reality for the both of us. You are going back. We both are. I'm going to stay with my sister. That is if she wants me."

"If I go than you aren't following me. It would be so tormenting you realize that right? Having this world so close but-" The door flew open and standing there was Owen.

Oh he is so dead.