Chapter 6

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I wake up to blinding white walls, and laying in a semi-comfy bed. Whats up with me waking up in strange places? I should have never left home. I look around and i'm in some hospital room. There's a I.V in my arm and strangely I don't feel it. I always thought that I.V's would hurt a lot. 

I look up to see that it's hooked up to some sort of white liquid. There's a curtain in front of me, That's connected to the sliding doors that lead out to the hall. and a t.v off to the side. 

This is so much better than a nasty jail cell by far. Was I hurt that bad to where I had to end up in a hospital bed? And did Antonio really shoot that guard? As much as I hate people dying or people killing other people I can't help but feel happy that, that guy actually died. He was a big asshole. 

But just because I end up in a much better space doesn't mean that i'm happy about being here and I plan on leaving. He just put me here because I was hurt to badly and he didn't want me to die yet. He was going to put me back in that cell. 

I try getting the I.V out of me as fast as I can. I might have not felt it while it was in me but I definitely felt it as it was going out. I giggled, that sounded nasty. I felt funny, I giggled again.

I sat up straight and had my feet  hanging of the bed. I started swinging them and I love how it feels. "Swing, swing, swing" I sang. I heard someone open the sliding door and I looked over to see a pretty blond nurse. 

"Oh dear!" She quickly ran over to me and lifted the arm that had the I.V in it. "Why did you take out your I.V?" She walked over to one of the many cabinets and got out a cotton ball and a bandage.

Why did I take out the I.V? I giggled "I can't remember" I said. I laughed out loud. Why is this so funny? "Hey, why do I feel funny?" 

She stared at me for a moment I lifted my eyebrows "We probably gave you too much morphine." She mumbled as she shook her head. "When you took out your I.V all the morphine probably didn't know what to do with all the extra medicine so you'll be high for a while."

I didn't understand a word that she said, her words were a jumble of big words. I started at her for a few moments before I giggled again "I like your hair. you look like Goldilocks. You know I always liked Goldilocks. I thought she had balls going up against the three bears. But I also thought she was picky. Picky, Picky, Picky."

She snickered. "I know what will fix you" She mumbled. Why is Goldilocks always mumbling?

"Fix me? I'm not broken Goldie locks. I'm not like the little bear's chair that you can fix with your fat ass!" 

I heard muffled laughing at the door and I saw Hank standing by the door with his hand covering her mouth. The sexy Wrestler Hank.

"Oh hey Sexy John Cena! You know you look nothing like John Cena, which is probably why you're so sexy. I never really got into wrestling, I was more of a baseball, volleyball kind of girl." I started swinging my feet again. (No offence to any John Cena fans)

"What happened to-" He started but I interrupted him

"JOHN CENA!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I doubled over laughing clutching my stomach.

"You are so late." said someone out in the hall. 

I was about to say something but before I could open my mouth Antonio walked in. His presence filled the whole room making me hot and intimidated. Today he was wearing a black suit with a black thin tie. That alone made my stomach flip. I giggled, I covered my mouth with my hand.

He raised his eyebrows at the shaking nurse. Saying what's up? with his perfect eyebrows. But I doubt Mr.Black would say 'Whats up?' I giggled again at the thought of him saying that. It was funny. everyone look at me.

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