chapter 17

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p.ov Mason

"It's okay, Ollie." I hugged him tight feeling his bones. This bitch hasnt been eating! 

"Mason I lov-"

"No! Don't say it!"

"What?" He pulled away confused.

"Just don't say it okay...everyone who says that to me gets hurt so dont say it." 

"Okay..." The door opened and the nurses were in dressed in playboy bunnys. 

"Hello." I grinned at them.

"Happy Birthday Mason!" Kill me...now...

"It's not my birthday! It was like a few months go."

"Mason its been a year." 

"Happy Birthday, Mason!" My therapist said, "we got cake!" the nurses grabbed me and pulled me to the tv room. There was a huge banner hanging down saying Happy 28th birthday 

"I'm old..."

"Oh shut up and go eat cake and open your presents." Ollie hugged me from behind.

"I didn't know it was your birthday."

"I'm old..."

"You okay?" He asked turning me around, he was so short..OH MY GOD I'M OLD. I sat on the couch and Isabelle sat on my lap. I'm old...I'm sooo old. 28! THATS OLD! 

Zoey came up behind me i guessed and smashed a glass bottle of lemons and me not paying attention i hit her and then i guess somehow i also hit Ollie well my elbow did. "I'M SORRY!" I looked at Ollie and hugged him. "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay...your head is bleeding."

"I'm fine, lets have cake!" I pulled him to the cake and slammed his face in it laughing. I looked at the nurses carry Zoey out and Isabelle; i mouthed thanks to my therapist. He just nodded, Ollie looked up and smashed Cake in my face. I smiled and grabbed him pulling him close. 

"I'm gonna pass out." I told him and passed out. P.o.v Mason

I woke up in a chair in the tv room, a doctor was during something to the back of my head and Ollie was watching me. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I hate birthdays so much." He smiled and kissed my cheek. 

"I can see why."

"All done." The doctor walked away.

"But the good thing is that Isabelle and Zoey are locked up." He moved my hair out of my face. "So it's just you and me what to finish want he started?" I smiled and kissed him biting him lip.

"Nope."

"Why not?!" I giggled.

"And I thought I was the horny one."

"You know what," He stuck his hand down my pants and grabbed yeah. "We're finishing what you started." I pushed him down on the couch pinning his hands above his head.

"No." I kissed him. "Not until you eat cake."

"I'm not hungry," He sat up.

"Please?"

"A little."He ate a little like four bites but I couldn't't get him to eat anymore. I thanks the nurses and my therapist for the party and went back to mine and Ollie's room. I started not to feel good but I didn't really care, Ollie and I finished what we started and he fell asleep. I couldn't't sleep so I walked around and my mother walked in.

"Oh great here to ruin another birthday."

"Oh shut up I just came here to give you this. I keep forgetting and remembered it finally its from your dad." She handed me a box with my name on it."Happy unhappy birthday, little shit."

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