She walked up to me, pushing her dark brown hair out of her eyes.
"Are you Jamie?"
"Yes."
"Great! Well I just wanted to let you know that your friend Dan, is completely fine. A twisted ankle and that's all. He'll be able to return to work soon, but he should probably go home and rest a bit."
"Oh, well I guess I should walk him home then." I said as relief flooded through my body.
"No need. He has already informed me that his boyfriend Phil is on his way." She smiled, I couldn't entirely tell if it was real or fake.
Her white teeth glittered but her eyes seemed cold.
"Okay, that's great. May I see him for a bit until Phil arrives?"
"Yes, of course."
She lead me to the room as her blue heels clicked across the wooden beams creating the floor."Here we are. I'll let you know when Phil has arrived so you can go home too, Jamie."
"Thank you, Miss."
She exited the room and I sat down next to Dan. He had a bulky black cast on his leg, covering most of it from view.
"Thanks again for pushing me out of the way, earlier. That was very brave of you." I said.
"It was nothing. I hope you got your groceries?" He said with a smirk.
"Of course I did!" I laughed loudly.
"Sooo,Dan.." I started, swinging my legs under my chair. "You're gay?""Yeah. Is that okay?"
"Of course!" I emphasized. "In the store you put on a pretty good act though. I totally thought you were straight."
"Oh well I-" he was interrupted by the same door slamming open at an alarming rate. We both flinched at the noise.
"Dan! Baby! Are you okay?!" A young man, slightly shorter than Dan ran and squeezed him. "I was so worried when you called! How did this happen?" He asked frantically not noticing I was still in the room.
"Uh, I was just helping Jamie here, ya know, not die."
"My baby's a savior!" Phil said embracing Dan. Then he turned to me. "So, my Danny got hurt trying to save you, eh? What were you doing exactly?"He said trying to make himself seem scarier than he actually was.
"I'm sorry about his injury! I'll pay for the hospital bills and everything. I promise." I said putting my hands up defensively.
"I was walking across the street and didn't see a car coming until I was face to face with it. Then Dan came and pushed me out of the way. I'm very sorry for any of the damage."
Phillip sighed. "It's fine."
He ran his pale hands through Dans dark brown hair, caressing him. Phil looked relived, his face pulled into a small smile. His black hair was messed and his shirt covered in sweat.He stood up slowly pulling Dan up with him. The nurse walked in with a pair of fresh, silver crutches, adjusted for Dan's exact height. Phil helped him with he crutches and dan limped around the room on them for a bit before deciding he was ready to go out onto the streets with them.
They started their commute out the door as Dan turned his head towards my direction making slight eye contact. He cracked a smile and showed his white teeth as he spoke to me. "Catch you later, Jamie."
Taken aback at the fact he was already smiling and giddy even after his accident, I awkwardly walked towards him and gave him a weird hug. "See ya later Danny Boy." I said making hand gun gestures. What the hell am I doing? I pulled my clammy hands out of the gesture and scratched my head, messing up my already ruined ponytail further.
A large mirror stood in the corner of the room. I walked towards it and examined myself. My hair, as I stated earlier, was totally messed up and my face and arms were greasy and grimy. My hands had scratches on them from hitting the blacktop on the street. My knees were cut up too and had a few bruises on them. They were visible due to my jeans with artificial holes in them, and a few new ones too. My shirt was wrinkled. I took my hair out of the mess that it was in and asked a nurse that I found in the hall if they had a brush by any chance.
They handed me a flimsy red comb and all I thought was, This will have to do. I shrugged and took the comb. As I did this, I gazed at my nails, I had broken almost all of them, and the ones that I hadn't, I ended up wrecking by chewing on them nervously in the last half hour. The navy blue paint was chipped and under my nails, were piles of dirt.
I scraped them out with a toothpick that I found in a box in the cabinet in the middle of the room. The box was small and white, as most things in a hospital are. I threw it out and pulled out my phone. I had 15 missed calls from James and 17 from Luke. 4 voicemails were left from both of them too. They mostly consisted of the boys yelling into the phone and sounds of them fighting over the device anyway. But, when I heard them say actual words directed towards me, I knew they were worried. Not about the stuff, but about me. Surprising.
I've been gone for 4 hours, no wonder. I'll get back to the school soon. No later than 5 minutes after, I was on my way. 3 shopping bags in each hand because I'm no sissy and two trips are for the weak! I creaked into the attic and I felt two huge bodies embrace me. They smelled like shit, thought and I gagged exaggerating the smell, even if it was bad.
"If you're going to hug me and be worried, at least help me with these bags."
"Oh.. SURE!" They both screamed.
"I can carry more than you Luke!"
"Oh really? I doubt that!"
They both grabbed as many bags as possible and brought them to our little corner. They placed them against the wall out of breath.Then they faced me and suddenly they were questioning me. "Where were you?" "Why did you take so long" "Did you talk to anyone?" "Are you hurt?" And, ah, the most expected one, "Did you get me anything???"
I sighed and decided to rest. I sat down and laid my head against the soft pillow. As they blubbered and yelled at me, I tuned them out and soon enough, I was fast asleep, dreaming about today's events.
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Hey I haven't seen you guys in a while, how are you all? Well this was mostly just a filler chapter. Any ideas for the next chapters will be greatly appreciated. My writing is pretty bad as it is but I tried very hard to be descriptive in this chapter. I feel kinda out of it lately so I hope this is okay.
-Pipey💕

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