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-lily-

Louis: How are your ribs?

Me: They're fine.

Me: Just sore.

Louis: Is there a bruise?

Me: Well, if my ribs broke, I would kinda expect them to be broken. Right?

Louis: I can literally hear your sarCASTICNESS through the phone.

Me: ( ;

Louis: Anyway, are the twins still in your room with you?

Me: Ugh, yes. They are talking to my grandma right now. 

Louis: What are they talking about?

Me: Stuff. Probably things crazy fans --like you-- would know. I think things like their family and shit. I have no clue. Aaand, I don't necessarily care.

louis is typing...

"Is that alright, Lily?" My grandma brings me out of my own little texting world. 

"What?" I question. "Repeat."

"Ethan and Grayson offered to show you around, Los Angeles." I was about to say no until she add's, "When you're able to walk of course."

I mentally roll my eyes and sign.

"That's alright I guess." Bing. My iPhone rings indicating I have a text. This text better be long. I thought.

Louis: Why don't you care? The twins --or one of them-- obviously care for/about you to keep coming back. What is this? Like the third or fourth time, you've seen them? Girls, and even guys --like myself ;)--  would fucking kill people to be where you are. //Having a twin infatuated with you. That's not something most people experience. At least give them a shot... or I will. :)))

I sigh. This isn't the text I wanted to hear.

Me: This isn't what I wanted to hear. I want to space them out. And NOT think of them right now --one of the reasons I'm messaging/replying-- If I wanted to talk to/about them. I would fucking talk to them. Plus, I thought you were good with drama.

Louis: I am? What does that have to do with the twins? WAIT, ALL THE PHOTOS OF YOU ON THE INTERNET AND THE PICTURES OF DOLAN TWINS WALKING INTO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT AFTER YOU SHOW UP???

"WHAT?!" I accidentally yell out loud. I notice the twins jump but my grandma knows I have anger problems. It's a side effect of some of my meds I take. They don't help my problem but make it worse...

I groan and throw my phone at a wall. Shattering it. I get up. No matter how much pain I am in right now. It's either I'm leaving or they are.

"Lily!" I grandma snaps. "Sit back down!" I can tell she's trying to keep her noise level down.

-ethan-

"Yeah, we would love to have you over another time. Lily" Her Grandma --who I learned names were Amelia-- sighs. "Has some trouble"

I watch as she slumps in her chair. Which is unusual. So far, all of today she has had a straight posture and is professional. I notice her cheeks flushed red. Not in a good way either.

"Sorry if its personal, but, may I ask what happened?" I say in a low voice.

I look to my side and notice Lily's eyebrows furrowed together and her eyes squinted into her phone. It wouldn't be brightness because her phone screen isn't glowing brightly. It's as if she's mad.

Amelia looks up, glossy eyes. woah. "That's something for her to open up about. All I'm saying is she has had a rough past with-" Suddenly interrupted by a loud smash. What was she going to say? Grayson and I jump but Lily's grandma seems unfazed. Does this happen often?

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Lily is up from the bed and heading towards the door. I was frozen. I had no idea what to do.

"Lily!" I hear Lily's grandma snap. "Sit back down!" I hear her voice lower. I finally look up again to see Lily's face scrunched up in face --probably due to her ribs-- and her face flustered red. She looks up and I see a flash of pain but quickly recovers back to anger.

"Get out." She mutters so slow we can barely hear her. "I said get out!" She yells. She grab's ahold of her ribs and makes a small yelp. Similar to the one she made at her apartment. Yeah, I heard it.

Grayson quickly gets up and walks over to Lily and tries to help her. "Lily, do back to the bed." 

Lily had other ideas. She quickly smacked Grayson's hands away from her. "Stay away" She growled. Then, she sprinted, well limped fastly, out of the hospital room.

"Lily!- I am so sorry, this is a side effect of her pills. Lily!" Amelia rushes out of the room to get Lily.

"Pills?" Grayson mutters. He then looks at me like I'm supposed to know. I simply shrug and rush out to follow.

"LET GO OF ME!" I hear a familiar voice yell. Lily. I rush into the direction I heard the voice in. Suddenly it got quiet.

"We gave her a drug to cause her to pass out." I hear a doctor tell someone. I hide behind a corner to listen. "Do you know what caused it?" He questions.

"Her pills. It's a side affect..." She trails off, "Dr. Wilde."

"What type of pills are they, Mrs Foster." Foster.

"Ms Foster. My husband passed."

"Sorry for your loss ma'am."

"It's alright, but anyways. Anxiety, Anti-depressants. She also had traumatic stress due to her family. We had her on pills for that for a while until she said it was fine. But I'm not so sure anymore." I hear her sigh. 

"Well, has she taken her pills lately? For her depression." He states.

"oh my god." She mutters. "I haven't been asking! I'm a terrible grandmother!" She cries out.

Suddenly feeling low I decide to go back into the hospital room with Gray and Lily.

"She's supposed to wake up in an hour or 2." I hear Grayson tell me. I simply nod.

Time for a wait.

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