I had no energy to move at all. Still I dragged myself to her house successfully with out fainting on the way.
I rang the bell,in a split second. Leah opened the door,looking horrified.
I collapsed in the drawing room,to relax my head but the pain didn't budge.
I eyed the room with suspension, was I really at Leah's house? Wait a minute, where's that cockblocker?
I believe you mean Rod. Now is not a good time,get some rest.
As you say Jasper.
Leah knelt besides me,as if I was on my last breaths.
I was pretty much alive,just a bit dazed from my injury and not eating much.
I closed my eyes.
"Anne!"
"Hmmmn?"
"Let me take you to bed,you look terrible."
Oh,Leah even if I look healthy or good,I would let you carry me to bed, I love y-
"Fuck!" I felt a sharp thing stab my shoulder.
It has to be glass,you crashed into a lamp post
"Oh my god"
Oh great,I'm fatally wounded,how the fuck am I still alive?
"Anne,we have to get you cleaned up. Can you move?"
Nope,I have no energy.
"Well,here goes"
Was Leah seriously gonna wash me?
She picked me up bridal-style,causing me to giggle. Leah sighed and turned the hot water on.
It was slightly more warmer than i thought, I barely managed to muffle my cries as the hot water stabbed my back,it was even worse than the glass shreds.
I slowly immersed myself,my body had calmed down from the sudden attack of warm water.
I opened my eyes,which became squeezed themselves shut due to harsh light. Why hasn't she changed those awful lights who could burn your corneas?
Shut up and be grateful.
A note:
First things first, Anne said that they had ALMOST crashed into a lamp post,she was not bothered by how the glass got in her back.
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