I open my eyes to Dustin sitting next to me, his head in his hands. I tried to reach my arm out to him but the IV attached to me made me pull my arm back. With the sudden movement he whipped his head up, and stared at me. I realized that he had been praying. I blinked at him seeing what he was gonna do. He just stood up and took the one stride between my bed and the chair that he was sitting in and grabbed my hand.
"What am I gonna do with you?" he joked. I smiled brokenly at him. He pressed my hand that was wrapped in his to his lips and I blushed slightly. He pulled the chair close to the bed, never once letting go of my hand.
"What hap-," I choked out before a fresh wave of nausea hit me. I gripped his hand hard and he knew something was wrong. He gave me a look like, "want me to get the nurses". I shook my head lightly no, which just added to the pain and nauseousness. He had this look on his face, like I was a little puppy and I was dying from cancer. I started to tremble at the thought.
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Jail Time
AdventureDustin does not have his permit and Mack gets drunk at a party and they both get sent to the SLAMMER after Dustin tries to drive Mack home and since he already had offenses, they sent him with her.
