Yet again...

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I groan as I try sitting up yet again in my bed and opening my eyes. Yet again when I open my eyes theres a blinding light in my eyes and im held down.

S- How many fucking times do I have to fucking tell you to get that light out of my eyes and yet again ask why my hands are tied down

I hear someone mumble "sorry" as the light is being pulled away and im untied

S- Thank you" I say sarcastically as I start to sit up but I groan" why am I so sore.

I hear someone say well foe you you tackled me, we rolled down a hill with me" who the hell is talking I yell in my head dame I'm loud.

S- Can someone help me up" I hear Nathan say yep and start to get up I reply"Um someone with more than one arm would be nice Nathan" oh I hear him say and sit back down.

S- look like someone forgot" hr mumbles under his breath look who's talking and I start to laugh but someone puts there hand son my back lifting me up and putting my back on the backboard Ironically.

S- Now anybody care to explain yet again why im waking up like this and preferably without the sarcastic tone" I look at the only guy in the room I don't know.

- How'd you know it was me

S- For one your voice with the sarcasm in it and then the fact that I know both doc's more than I would like to admit, Nathan , then the guy locked up in the closet tide up and duck tape on his mouth probably blue, purple, or gray and then that leaves you.

To Be Continued...


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