Not Important

No Smoking Outside The Hospital Doors

✏️Author's Note✏️
Hey Dudes and Dudettes,
Well, I hope you've had a good week. And a great weekend. I went to my cousin's holy communion today. It was great. We went back to his and I ended up actually winning a game of Snakes and Ladders (with help from my snakes and ladders teammate). She's one of my cousins friends. But, it was so sad when we had to leave because my little brother and cousin are the best of friends. So they started crying and hugging each other.

Anyway, to the point of this author's note. I'm leaving...

Dun dun dun. No, not leaving Wattpad forever. Just for 5 days. I'm going on a college trip to Scotland! There's no internet, so I won't be able to update. But, I hope you'll all be able to cope. I'll try to update before I leave tomorrow morning. We're so close to the end of the book!

So.. Jay's back. Strange? I thought so. Hehe. Second obviously depressed as hell, having lost all her family members, been stabbed in the back by all of them, and being tortured. But, Jay's back! And there's still the plan/mission to be carried out. So what do you think will happen? Will Devon have the guts to kill her own mom, or will she back out? There's no telling. Devon can go into freaking killer mode when she wants. So, read on. Comment. And I'll try to update for you all.

DrewGrey
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I wake up to find no Jay. I decide to actually get dressed today. So I sit up, and turn to the side of the bed, dangling my legs off the side. My back is really sore, and I think I slept on my left arm all night so now it's pins and needles. Great. Both my arms are in pain. One a lot more significant than the other.

I stand up and feel a little dizzy so I hold onto the side of the bed. I move along and start rifling through the clothes Mark and Kerry bought me. I get some underwear out, a pair of soft trackie bottom pants, and one of the better tops: a blue one with white rimming and 'superstar' written on it.

"Hey. You shouldn't be out of bed", the nurse says. What? She's stitched my wound closed, and I doubt anything can be done about the brand, so why am I here again?
"Why can't I just leave already? I'm pretty sure you have need for this room for something besides me cluttering it up and living like this is a spa", I say, just wanting to get out of this maddening place.

That's when another nurse brings in some food.
"You made your point. I'll stay", I say, sighing before getting back into bed. They give me the food and I start eating. Oh my god. This is more than I have had in a while. Breakfast in bed as well. Ooh, this bread is delicious and doesn't even taste like the one I have back at the house.

There's pudding too! I love it all. I loved the junk food yesterday, but this is a great breakfast and unlike any I've had in the past seven years. Once Jay's back, and I'm out, we should go shopping for these amazing foods.

He said he'd stay for as long as I needed him. That might be a while.

Things are finally turning up.

"Hey nurse, have you seen my brother? Just a little taller than me, wearing blue jeans and a Rolling Stones t-shirt?", I ask her.
"Oh yeah. He's just outside on the phone", she says.

"Thanks", I say, before she walks out. I quickly take out the packet of cookies from its hiding place that Rachael put it in, and start eating some. Oh my god. They're beautiful. Chocolatey. Jay comes back in, sits down, and snags my cookies.
"Hey! They're mine!", I tell him.
"Not anymore", he says through a mouthful of them, crumbs pouring out.

"Fine then. Have the cookies. I didn't even want them", I grumble, crossing my arms.

After a while of reading my book, talking to Jay and thinking about things, Mark comes in. Followed by James.
"Hey Devon", Mark says, walking up to me, giving me a kiss and looking me over.
"Are you feeling any better?", he asks me.
"A little. If the pain doesn't go away, they're going to give me some morpheme to help", I explain.