The Aftermath

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Johnathan.

After three rings, he picked up.

"Hi Adele, why are you calling me at this time of night?" He asked.

"..Shit.. Johnathan, please..." I mumbled, fighting the unconsciousness that crept up on me.

"What's going on? Are you okay?" His tone of voice immediately changed into concern.

"Gonna... faint.." I panted, the bathroom was now spinning.

"I'm coming over, don't move." Johnathan immediately instructed.

"Adele?" He asked after a few seconds of silence.

His voice echoed in my brain, the last thing I heard before I fainted.

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"..come on, hey, can you hear me? ..Adele?"

My eyes fluttered open and I was immediately greeted by Johnathan kneeling over me, with one of his hands on my cheek.

"Oi, how did this happen?!" He frowned.

When I didn't reply, he squeezed my cheek which brought back my focus.

"Oh.. urgh.." I mumbled.

"It's a mess in the kitchen, why isn't Rich here?" Johnathan asked.

I cackled and looked up at the main bathroom light, "He caused it."
Johnathan went from having a face of slight relief, to immediate widened eyes.

"Rich.. did this to you?" He repeated.
"..Mhm."

He got up partly and exhaled angrily, "Bastard!"

I tried to nervously laugh, but instantly winced as glass deepened into my skin.

"Shit, don't move." Johnathan ordered. He stepped over me and searched the bathroom, crouching back down when he had found some tweezers.

"This is going to hurt." He warned.

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