Things couldn't get any better...

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{Ricky}

"HELP!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

"She hates hospitals...I hate to do this to her but it's for her own good..." Spencer said while laying his head in his hands.

"GET ME OUT!!" She screamed.

Nurses ran into her room then closed the door.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"SPENCERRR!! HELP!"

"Dude, she's freaking out. Go in there." I said.

"I can't. It'll only make things worse." He said.

She cried and screamed.

"Fine. If you won't go in there then I will.." I said.
The guys looked at me like if I was crazy but I didn't care.
I know where she's coming from, I hated hospitals too.
I walked in the room to see Nurses holding her down even though she was already tied to the bed.

"Stop! You're hurting her!" I said.

A nurse held a needle to her neck.

"Don't do that! She doesn't need that, she's just scared." I said.

The nurse put the needle down.

She started to whimper.

"I don't want to be here." She cried.

I sat next to her on her bed. I ran my fingers through her hair.

"You're gonna be fine, they're good people" I said as calmly as possible.

"Where's my brother?" She said so softly that it was almost a whisper.

"He's outside...filling out paperwork."

The nurses left as soon as they saw that she was alright. She just needed comfort.

Tears ran down her cheeks.

"Untie me and get me out..." She said.
"I want to leave."

"You have to wait."

"No. No. No." She shook her head.
"I can't wait. I can't be in here." She cried.

I sighed.
"Listen, I'll untie you but you can't go anywhere." I said.

She didn't say anything.
"Deal?" I asked while raising an eyebrow.

She nodded her head yes.

I untied her wrist and ankles from the bed and they had marks on them.
She tried to unhook one of the wires from her arm.

"No. You can't do that" I said while moving her hand away.

"But it hurts." She said softly, almost in a cry.

"I know it does. Just wait a few and they'll take everything off and you'll be free to go." I said while sitting next to her on the bed.

She sat up then looked at me.
After all the times I came face to face with her, I never noticed her gray eyes...although they looked blue but mostly gray.
She quickly stood up and tried to unhook herself from the wires.

"Aye!"
"What did I say??" I said while walking to the other side of her.
"We made a deal!"

She looked at me with guilt.
She didn't say anything.

She laid back down then she patted a spot next to her for me to sit. I sat down beside her then the doctor walked in.

"Hello Ms.Charnas" he smiled

She cringed.

"So, I'm going to give you your antibiotics" he said while grabbing a needle.

She gasped then held onto my arm and squeezed the living fuck out of it.
I groaned at the pain.

"This won't hurt a bit." He smiled falsely.

She jumped a bit away from him.

"No, you need this for your health" he said while trying to poke her with the needle.

She was scared. But why?

She scooted back a bit on my lap then grabbed my arm again.

"Just take the medicine, it'll be fine." I said.

She looked at me with gentle eyes.
That's the first.

She looked at the doctor then back at me.
The doctor nodded his head at me as a signal to keep her occupied,but what was the point? She knew she was gonna get the shot anyway.
She held onto my shirt and buried her face in my chest.

She jumped a bit when the doctor put the needle in her arm.

"See,that wasn't so bad" I said while looking down at her. She didn't move.
Her breath was uneven and rapid. She was quivering.

I never met a person that was this frightened of hospitals before.
Clover is the first.
The doctor walked out of the room.

"Hey, you said that you liked Dexter,right?" I asked

She nodded her head.

"Wanna watch it on my phone?"

She slowly looked up at me and shrugged her shoulders.

She looked around and I could tell that she was relieved at the fact that the scary doctor was gone. She slid off of my lap and back onto the bed.

I took my phone out of my pocket then she grabbed it.
I looked at her then she went to my notes and typed something in.

"Do you know where my phone is?"

I looked at her.
"Spencer has it, I could go get it if you want" I said while standing up.
I walked towards the door but she pulled my arm back. I looked at her and she shook her head no.

I sat back down next to her.

"Why don't you want to talk?" I asked.

She tossed my phone on my lap then looked away.
Did she get mad?

I went to my Netflix then put on Dexter for her.
She looked at the phone and a tiny smile appeared on her face, you could barely tell it was there.

I took my earbuds out of my pocket.
"Here, my phone doesn't really go that loud" I said while plugging them in.
I put both of them in her ears then she looked at me.

She took one out and put it in my ear.

I don't know what it is...but there's something special about this girl.

Her muscles tensed down a lot than before and she calmly watched Dexter with me.

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I spoke to the doctor along with Spencer when she fell asleep.

Turns out she has a panic disorder. She's been through a lot lately and she's just all kinds of fucked up...like me..

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