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ITS CURRENTLY LIKE MIDNIGHT AND IM DANCING IN MY ROOM WITH ThisJuztIzz TRYING NOT TO WAKE UP MY FAMILY LMAO

Out of nowhere, under my leggings blood started to come out.

"Is it that time of the month?" Alissa furrowed her eyebrows.
And I don't get why she's think that because it's at my shin.

"No." I said as I shook my head.
I then rolled my leggings up and revealed a huge gash with little stones in. Alissa gasped from the sight, covering her eyes and looking away since she wasn't a fan of blood.

"Jonah?!" I shouted, his name was the first thing that came to mind. I needed him, he was the only person who could make the pain go away.

"I heard screams!" Corbyn ran in then his eyes widened -probably because of the huge gash on my shin which was still bleeding.

"Call 911! It's really bad." Alissa commanded, Corbyn nodding then swiftly picking his phone up out of his pocket.

"It's going to be ok." Alissa reassured me, I squeezed her hand as the pain was extreme

Corbyn then picked me up in bridal style and sat me in Logan's 'Yeti', I'm guessing he called Logan to drive us.

"It hurts Logan, drive faster." I cried.

As we drove I thought about all the scenarios.
I don't remember that yesterday? I usually wear shorts and a tank top when sleeping so it definitely appeared today.
I then realised, my leg must've caught on a car somehow

IM SORRY I DONT KNOW FOR SHIT ANYTHING ABOUT MEDICINE OR HOSPITALS OR WHATEVER.
That reminds me of Daniel slapping jack and then Daniel being cute and saying 'I'm sorry' OK MOVING ON

"We're here!" Logan shouted as Corbyn picked me up bridal style and speed walked up to the hospital.

"Is there any doctors available?" Alissa said with worry, annoying the receptionist as he fingers tapped against the wooden desk.

"Room G35." I heard the woman say as she looked up from her computer to Alissa, then over to me

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"That's going to need around 8 stitches." The doctor said as his fingers were barely on the outside of my wound, I still winced at the thought of his fingers slipping and then I like... die.
That's so dramatic, I'm turning into Kim Kardashian.
Sigh.

ITS LIKE EXACTLY 1AM AND I MIGHT GO INTO A 24/7 PLACE TO BUY CRISPS/CHIPS CUZ IM BORED AF. OR SHOULD I TRY ORDER TAKEAWAY

I DONT KNOW!!!!!
Midlife crisis' be like.
Lol ok, no?

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