Chapter 69

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Brandie's pov 

As soon as the door to my room shut behind me, I grabbed a pillow and screamed. What the fuck is wrong with me?! I'm in fucking love with a man who'll never love me despite what everyone says! And I think I have a crush on my best friend! This is just fucking wonderful! 

Pete's pov 

Ryan was still in turtle mode and we were all just kinda like kicking him. And he was doing nothing but cussing us out. And flailing blindly which was really funny. 

After a few more minutes we finally stopped and he yelled, "I hate you jack asses!" He managed to sit up with the blanket around his body, so we could only see his head. I took a picture and Hemingway started whining. I turned around and saw him pawing at Brandie's door. There wasn't any noise coming from there. She was moving around in their before. I walked over and knocked asking, 

"Brandie you okay?" Hem did a whiny bark thing and started throwing himself against the door. I fumbled with the door knob and as soon as I opened it, Hemingway ran in whimpering. I followed and I saw Brandie on her side, barely conscious. I kneeled by her and Hem started licking her face and whining. 

I looked over my shoulder out the door yelling, "Guys something's wrong with Brandie!" 

She mummbled something and I heard everyone walk in. Brandie mumbled something else and I couldn't understand her. 

I looked at Ryan for help and he threw his hands up exclaiming, "Just because I've known Brandie forever doesn't mean I understand her sick talk!" 

"So you don't?" Ashlee asked giving him a weird look. 

He shook his head replying, "No I do! She said it's her hip, she's fine. And to go away." Brandie threw another pillow and it hit Ryan in the face, as she grumbled something else. 

Ryan swatted the pillow, and failed before saying, "And she just said for me to and I quote, 'fuck off biatch before I punch you in the dick. Annoying ass jack ass.' That's offensive miss Brandie Mia Marie Pacer Wentz!" 

She kicked at him and sat up. She moved so fast that it scared us all. She winced slightly before punching Ryan below the belt growling, 

"Never call me by my full name EVER AGAIN!" 

"Got it!" He squeaked. I was on the floor dying from laughter and I got a pillow to the face. I pouted and Brandie sighed, 

"You and yur dorky giggle shut up. And owww my hip hurts." 

I sat up and stated very smart assedly, "Then don't hit people." 

She moved to hit me and I screamed like a little girl and did a spazztic army crawl out of the room. I almost got trampled because everyone else ran out as well. Can't wait till she can actually move around after surgery! Then she can beat us up when we piss her off...yay! Shit what've I done by coming out here again?! I mean I do love her...but I'm gonna be a dad...and Ashlee. Fuck me. 

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