Hospital

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"Clear!" That's all that I could hear as medics tried to get my heart to work harder.

A bright light was clear to me but it was just the medic checking my pupil for any response.

All I could think was 'Stupid medics all I need to survive is a few shots of tequila, a razor to take out the bullet wounds and about a yard of string with a needle.

I took my first deep breath and stood up, doctors were in awe to see me remove the tube from my throat as easy as closing an eyelid. They called my death at 3:42 in the morning, damn I needed some coffee.

"Where am I?", a nurse answered my question she was cute, hazel eyes, shoulder length hair, hourglass figure, but could use some sleep. "You're in Washington regional hospital my name's Anna head nurse, 'I'm Johnny, Johnny Calderon. 'Do you remember anything from you're accident?', this girl really didn't deviate from the book. 'No, I only remember seeing the flashlight in my eyes and then seeing your pretty face, naturally she blushed kinda sick when I'm covered in blood. "Can I get a shower? Use a phone maybe?". "Oh of course hold on let me get you a wheelchair" "No need for that just show me where it is' 'Tough guy huh?' hold my arm and I'll take you there,' Damnit this wasn't a time to have sex I need to think of something fast. 'Actually let me make that phonecall first please,' 'Sure, here you go use my cell,' I dialed my second in command and told him the hospital and how severe the code was. I gave it an orange not to bad but not to good either. 'Here you go'. 'Did you contact your family?' 'I have none only my my roommate and he's going to bring my insurance and a set of fresh clothes,' 'Oh okay well just holler if you need anything, said Anna with a wide smile.

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