Whisk Me Away (Septiplier)

~ THREE ~

I sat awkwardly on the bed, wincing as Dr. Dennis examined the stab wound on my back. It didn't help That Mark was still staring at me with such worry. "Yep. One more night in the hospital and then you can go. However, I strongly advice waiting at least a month before returning to Ireland."

I gasped, however didn't dare move my back. "I can't do that! I don't have the money to keep a hotel room, and everyone I know, I think, lives in Ireland." It only made sense. If I'm from Ireland and haven't been in America for long, that must mean I've either recently moved or came here on vacation.

The doctor shrugged. "I'm sorry Mr. McLoughlin. Your Health-Care only covers medical treatment."

I began to panic. "I-"

"Jack can stay with me." I looked up at Mark with wide eyes, however he was only looking at the doctor.

"Excellent! Problem solved."

"Wait!-" The doctor left before I could finish my protesting. I looked at Mark, who gave me a warm smile. I glared at him. "I don't even know you."

"Yeah, but I saved your life." I frowned. He had a point.

"How do I know you aren't gonna rape me or something?"

Mark laughed. "No offense buddy, but I'm straight. And it's just until you get your memory back." His face twisted in concentration. "Or at least until one of your friends or something comes to get you."

I sighed. "Alright, I mean I guess I really have no choice."

A/N: Argh! No one got that Dr. Dennis was H2ODelirious/Jonathon Dennis! Good guesses though!