School for Assassins: Missions Uncovered - On Hold

Chapter 8: Drugged

So... I did the weekly challenge. I hope this meets the criteria. *grins evilly*

Sidenote: my chapter had to be 2000 words to qualify for this challenge... so this is probably the most bs I've ever written for one chapter and hopefully y'all enjoy. Now... after I've gotten some sleep, it'll be time to write another Assassins update. lol.

Enjoy and let me know what y'all thought. :D

Jordan:

I blinked blurrily and looked around the room. Stupid room. I was tired of staring at these walls. Shawn said I couldn't leave this room unless it was to go to the bathroom, but who died and made him boss?

I sat up, which made the room spin. "Stupid room!" I chuckled when I realized my voice was louder than I'd meant it to be.

The door to the room swung open (stupid room) and Ely stuck her head inside. "Did you say something, J?"

I grinned. I couldn't help it. I liked Ely. Ely didn't tell me I couldn't leave this room. Why wasn't Ely the boss? "You came to see me?" Even I could hear the hopeful tone in my voice.

Ely smiled in my direction and I suddenly realized I didn't hate this room. I just didn't want to be without my Ely!

"Do you not?" She lifted her brows and looked amused, but I couldn't figure out why. Why did she even come in here in the first place? I felt like I'd been wasting away in here for weeks! "You've only been alone in here for about ten minutes! I'm fixing you something to eat, since Shawn doesn't want you lifting a finger to do anything for yourself until the doctor okays it." She left the door open, but turned and headed out of the room again. "And you've only been injured for two days. Doc comes back in a couple of days to check out your stitches."

I slowly followed her out of the room. She wouldn't care if I left that stupid room, right? Right. Besides, she'd said something about getting checked out. What was getting checked out? Was it like checking out a book in a library? OH! Maybe she wanted to check ME out!

She snorted and then seemed to choke, "How many pain killers did Dom give you earlier?" The look on her face was a little comical, but I tried to focus instead of laughing like I wanted to do.

What was the question again? Something about Dom? Maybe she wanted to check Dom out? OH GOD! What if she wanted ME to check Dom out! We might be really good friends, but I could never do that.

My stomach growled while I stood there pondering this. Food? Maybe I could Ely to fix me something to eat. I glanced at Ely and then rethought my plans. I could fix Ely something to eat! How else was I going to woo her? Do people even us that word anymore? Woo.

"I'm sure lots of people still use the word woo, J." she responded. Whoa. It was like she could read my thoughts. Wait... Did she just say woo? Does she want me to woo her? Cause I could do that. I WANTED to do that. Ely shook her head a little. "Just sit down. I made you some soup and grilled cheese." I looked down at the blackened slices of toasted bread and the thick looking soup, and then I looked at my sunshine. I was torn. If I were a pessimist, I'd think maybe she didn't like me as much as I liked her. Maybe she was trying to kill me!

Right after the thought occurred to me, I felt guilty. Of course my sunshine wouldn't try to kill me. I glanced back at my food and took a tentative bite of my sandwich. Maybe she wasn't trying to kill me, but this sandwich tasted like char. I swallowed hard and tried not to gag.