Come Find Me (editing before I complete)

Chapter 11

JESS:   It's short but I'm really sick, I have the sorest throat, I'm sneezing like no tomorrow and feel a headache coming on.

ME DOING THE CINNAMON CHALLENGE: (don't have to read)

So I did the cinnamon challenge with my friend on Friday night. If you live in sydney you will understand where I'm coming from when I say/write this:

 We WALKED all the way too Doonside DOONSIDE at 8:30 at NIGHT, it's like a 25 minute(something like that) walk from my house, going passed a main road the whole time, while P platers started honking at us, and me dying from the heat in my white skinny jeans. We walked all the way to IGA and bought ground cinnamon, walked back to my house, got a whole jug+2 cups full of water and went to my garage, set up my camera to record it. overfilled a whole tablespoon full of cinnamon each, tried to build up the courage to shove it in our mouths which took like 15 minutes before we had the guts to do it.

I ended breathing some in through my nose. BUT I swallowed it all!!! My friend spat it all out.

I full dropped the spoon and ran out of the garage coughing, ended up throwing up on the grass while my friend is acting all possessed in the garage before she spits it out of her mouth in my garage and runs out gurgling water and laughing at me throwing up.

I ended up brushing my teeth 4 times, throwing up 5 times, and snorting water to get the cinnamon out of my nose. It took me 2 hours to finally be able to breathe again, while my mum laughs at how stupid the person who came up with it is.

Honestly its ferral. Don't do it.

It gets stuck on the top of your mouth and in the back of your throat like half way down and chokes you, if you breathed like I did it goes up your nose and your snot ends up brown and massive and chunky. Your vomit turns out brown. And because I hadn't eaten anything it was just empty vomit with bits of cinnamon.

It's horrible!!!! 

Comment if you've done the cinnaom challenge I want to know what happened :P





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     Chapter 11    

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(10 VOTES NEEDED FOR ME TO UPLOAD CHAPTER 12)

I thankfully had no broken bones. The pain I felt when breathing was caused by bruises on the tissue along my ribs. The Doctor had given me prescription pain meds and muscle relaxants, thankfully Walter and I had bought them on the way back to the motel. I finally understood why we were staying in such a horrible hotel.

Walter had to get all of the people working with him to scope out every hotel and motel in the area. And at least two other agents were on the same floor as us, not to mention many of the workers were undercover to protect me and be on the lookout for anyone suspicious; George for example.

As soon as they spotted something -or someone- out of the ordinary, they would speed dial Walter and send whoever was closest to us to protect me. It made me feel much safer than I originally had.

When we got back to the motel I immediately laid down on the only sofa in the middle of the lounge room/mini kitchen, the one Walter had previously fallen asleep on.

I looked around the room as I lay there while Walter went all paranoid and started looking out the small window.

The motel room we were staying in was extremely empty and small. There was a brown sofa against the back wall, facing a small and old television that sat on top of black metal TV stand with a wire antenna on top of it and its remote lying on top of its massive back.

To the right of the television and near the door was a small white bar fridge, it was completely empty except for the medication and bottles of water Walter had just put in. On top of the fridge was a an old kettle plugged into the same wall socket as the fridge, with an assortment of tea bags that you had to pay for to use.

To the left of the Television was a small round table with two chairs parallel to each other. And that’s were Walter was sitting, peaking out the window through the half closed burgundy curtains checking for who knew what.

I stared at the beige walls for a few seconds before switching my gaze towards Walter.

“Seriously, what are you looking at?”

“You never know whose watching.” He said eerily making me shiver slightly while looking at him like he was crazy.

Biting my lip to stop myself from smiling, I got up and grabbed the television remote before sitting lying back down on the sofa. I pressed the big red button on the remote and waited as the TV flashed on before flicking through the available five channels. Only two of them were clear while the other three had static appear every few seconds .I settled on watching a Spanish soap opera but gave up after a few minutes when all the subtitles began to become unreadable.

So I turned it off and focused my attention back on Walter who was still being paranoid by the window.

“See anything then?” I asked smirking while getting upright into a sitting position.

He sighed, “No.”

“Aw, what a shame, I wanted some action.” I pouted.

He turned his head around really slowly, seriously, about ten minutes passed before he was finally facing me directly with an eyebrow raised and a shocked yet confused expression on his face.

I raised an eyebrow of my own, confused, before I finally understood how what I said could be misinterpreted. I scrunched up my face in both disgust and embarrassment.

“I didn’t mean it like that you freak!” I shouted as a blush formed on my cheeks. I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment- I honestly didn’t mean it that way.

“oh…ha-ha…” He laughed awkwardly as I peeked through a gap in between my fingers and smiled secretly. He looked so embarrassed; it was kind of cute…

He sat there scratching his head awkwardly and his cheeks had turned a light rosy pink that was so faint it was hardly noticeable.

“Anyway,” He cleared his throat and I slowly removed my hands away from my face, “it’s getting late…” He said, his eyes roaming the room.

“Yea…” I agreed slowly, chewing on my bottom lip “goodnight.” I said as I got up off the sofa and headed towards the door to the bedroom.

“Um, Princess…” He began. I turned around and faced him, “your meds…” He stated pointing towards the min bar fridge.

My mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as I remembered the pharmacists instructions on when to take them. Opening the fridge door I took out one of the medicine packets and popped a small, round pill into my mouth, unscrewed the cap of bottle of water and drank from it, swallowing the blue pill before doing the same with the other two packets.

I brought the remainder of the water with me to my room after saying goodnight once more to Walter.

I turned off the lights and unzipped my used skinny jeans and took them off followed by my brad so I was only in my own matching black panties and the used oversized sweater Walter had bought.

Fixing up the thin brown quilt and closing the only window in the room I snuggled up onto the mattress letting sleep cloud over me.

(10 VOTES NEEDED FOR ME TO UPLOAD CHAPTER 12)

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His smile *swoon*