Chapter 8: Sometimes..

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We held each other and stayed like that for about 10 minutes.I cried into his chest as he cried on my shoulder.He slowly rubbed my back as I shut my eyes shut and cried.I let go after awhile, wiping my tears.I heard the door open as I turn my head.

"I love you, London..and nothing will stop me from saying that." He said as I had a shocked face.

"Who are you?" Uncle Stan asked glaring at him.

"No Tyler, I love you-just friends...And Uncle Stanley this is my best friend." I said staring at Tyler with a wide smile.

Uncle Stanley took some time to understand what was happening, but then he smiled slowly.

"Well, he has some looks.." He whispers to me, jokingly.

"Dad!" I laugh, realizing what I just called him."I mean-"

"Yeah sweetie?" He says smiling.

I smile widely, looking back at Tyler.

"I didn't know you had a dad.." He asked staring at Stan.

"Well now I do." I chuckle.

He looked so confused I just broke out in a fit of laughter.

"Ow Ow Ow." I groan rubbing above my cast."It hurts every time I laugh."

"Lon..I forgot to tell you.." 'Dad' tells me.

"What..?" I ask nervously.

"I left my business trip just to check on you..I really need to go back." He says rubbing his arm.

"Oh..That's..fine..Take all the time you need." I say, weakly smiling.

"Sorry..Now you take good care of her Tyler." He says, suddenly grabbing the armrest to stand.

"Yes sir." Tyler replied.

I smile and think about what life would be without a person to love and care for you.Dad walks up to me and hugs me.

"Good luck Dad." I say hugging him back.

"Bye, and no more trouble, Missy." He grabs his jacket and walks out the door.

"Does he even know what happened?" Tyler whispers, looking up at me.

"I-I don't know.." I say leaning back, puffing air out my mouth.

"Gosh..London, I am SO sorry.I would say sorry whenever I have the chan-"  

"Tyler, It's fine..It wasn't your fault anyway." I interrupted.

As soon as he was gonna say something the door slammed open.

"Are you OK, miss?" The nurse asks me.

"Uh, yeah?" I say questionably.

"Oh, sorry." She says as she walks back outside.

The door slams close as I look at Tyler.We both had a confused look on our face.Again, the door opens.Harder this time.

"Miss, I said I was fin-" I open my eyes at the situation.

"Are you okay for sex yet?" He says."Because I sure am."

"Jake..I am so sorry for leaving you." I looked at his black, swollen, wet eye.

"I.....don't forgive you." He says grinning meanly at me.

"Jake..Jake? I said sorry and I mean it." I say looking down.

"Ha ha, sure.." Tyler says chuckling at my answer.

"Tyler your not in this.." I say glaring at him.

"London, stop hiding it, I know you love me more then this jerk." He laughed, pointing to Jake.

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