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Chapter 21

By the time I got back to Maylee she was already out, which wasn't that big of a surprise. The stab wound couldn't have been that deep so my guess was she probably passed out from shock or lose of blood. Either way it wasn't really the best situation to be in.

After I cleaned out her wound and applied force to her wound the bleeding soon stopped. I then wrapped up her hip and put ice on it. I was almost thankful that she had passed out because I knew she wouldn't have let me work on her hip without disliking it or trying to stop me. But then again her being passed out wasn't really a good thing. I say on the couch for a long time with May. She was still out and I was becoming even more jittery. The guys did what the usually do, which is watch tv. At about 12 o'clock Maylee started to move around, until she let out an ear splitting scream and bolted upright, gasping for a breath. Like he had been holding it for so long.

"Maylee what's wrong?" I ask her scooting closer to her. The rest of the guys were lounging around on the floor or the other couch, but everyone's attention was on May now. She looked down at the orange blanket I had put on her. You could tell by the way she was beating she wasn't okay but at that point I really didn't know what to do!

"Uh... Nothing just bad dream..." she mumbled very quietly but I could still hear. She looked down at her side, she looked at the wrap on it then back to me. Her eyes wide.

Oh great...

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