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Leila, me and Daniel left the hospital.

I pushed his wheelchair. We both started laughing when I played with the wheelchair.

"Pfft, babies."

Daniel looked at her.

"Tight ass."

We started laughing.

"So, anyone up for bowling?"

"I am!"

"I'm too."

"Daniel, you can't play. You're a cripple."

"Not for long..."

We all laughed and walked in to the bowlarama.

Greg was there, showing how he punched Daniel.

"Ok, that's it!"

I went over there before Daniel could stop me.

"Greg."

"Sup, babe?"

"First, don't ever, ever call me "babe" again or I'll destroy you, literally.

And second, don't ever touch Daniel again or I'll call the police about your "business".

"You little bitch!"

He tried to punch me but I pushed him away and he loosed his balance.

"Be careful, you might trip."

I walked over to Daniel.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, just see it as this, he will never even look at you again."

"What the hell did you do?!"

"Let's just say that he shouldn't share so many secrets.

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