How is the devil doing

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"Least you could've did was close the door" Oak yell whispered as I pulled the sheets off the bed
Even though she was my friend I was way past embarrassed

I need to think more before making my decisions.

What if the guards...

Oh man

I slapped myself on the forehead ashamed
"Did like anyone else hear or pass by?" I said throwing the sheets onto the floor and walking to grab new ones.

"I mean i don't think so"

"You don't think? Oak you need to know! Gosh I'm so embarrassed " my cheeks heated up

Oak patted my shoulder"you'll be fine no one is here really here"She shrugged

I sighed grabbing the clean sheets before going back upstairs to put them on the bed
My stomach grumbled I noticed it was already 1 in the after noon.
"I'm bored" Oak sighed

I shook my head going to the kitchen to get food the quickest thing to make was microwaveable noodles so I took two filling them both up with water and the timer on 7 minutes

"Let's go see how Camilla is doing not in a weird way you know" My eyes went wide"NO Lorenzo could be back any second"

"Suit yourself I just wanna see how bad it is get a laugh out of it see you girl" Oak skipped away towards the more clinical part of the house that was for anyone who get injured during their drug fights or whatever

She was right why not get a laugh out of it I went speed walking behind her as we tip toed into the space a docter was there but he was knocked out cold.Obviously Lorenzo and Sergio was probably overworking the poor man to make sure their sister stayed alive.

A small gasp left my mouth as I covered my mouth in shock

Oak also

I knew it was bad but not this bad something else must've happened after I left the bloody room.

Her face completely pale she had about 5 gauzes on her im guessing where she got shot at
her face was a wreck a large gash underneath her eye a scar I'm guessing might never go away and the rest of her face or body was covered with small cuts as if class cut her and the worst of all her left arm from the elbow down was cut off .

Oak snickered before letting out a disrupting laugh weezing trying to stop herself
"Great heavens" if something like that happened to me I would just want to die there was no point on keeping her on life support.

"EXUSE ME" the docter started us taking large steps toward us his attempt to be tough looked horrible on him wasn't

"No one is supposed to be over here LEAVE"
I let out fake tears"I'm sorry I-I-It's just she's my g-girlfriend I didn't mean any harm"

"Yea and I just have a trauma response of laughing" oak continued wheezing from behind me"Will she be ok" I let out a light sob

The doctors face expression softened
"If I'm being completely honest I'm sorry but she probably won't make it another night" he made a apologetic face.

He's so durable

I thanked him before leaving the ward still fake crying oak had calmed down her annoying giggles behind me"That's not even that funny I feel kinda bad"

"Please don't tell me you Stockholm syndrome?"

I rubbed my arm up and down making a guilty face maybe she's right

I took both my cup of noodles out of the microwave eating it before it even cooled down

"Your gaining some weight"Oak pinched my stomach"And not in a bad way maybe being with Katrina isn't that bad" 

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