ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴍᴇᴛʀʏ || ʟᴀɴᴄᴇ sᴛʀᴏʟʟ

•Chapter number eight•

,,Lollipop, you must mistake me, you're the sucker
To think that I would be a victim, not another
Say it, play it, how you want it
But no way I'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby"
Womanizer; Britney Spears

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*possible TW - hospital* 

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I slowly opened my eyes and frowned.

,,Where the hell am I?" I asked hoarsly. I was in a white room and something was very annoyndly beeping here.

,,You're in hospital Lex. You had a very bad allergic reaction on the team dinner. Luckily you told us where's your Epipen so we could save you," Joey sitting next to me explained. Oh yes, that fucking shrimps in food Lance claimed is absolutely amazing. Then I noticed that Stroll is in this room too looking broken.

,,Joe, I want to talk with Lance in private," I looked at him and he without words left. After the door closed behind him Lance sat on the empty chair.

,,Drina, listen. I'm so sorry for that...I never meant to hurt you..." he was going to to continue, but I interruped him: ,,YOU ARE SORRY? HOW CUTE. YOU ALMOST KILLED ME, ARE YOU EVEN NOTIFYING THIS? I COULD EASILY DIE! AND ALSO YOU KNEW I HAVE THIS FRICKING ALLERGY!!" I shouted at him, blood boiling inside me.

,,Yeah I know, it was a horrible mistake to forget about that, but...it wasn't on purpose..." His voice was still incredibly calm.

,,HELL YEAH IT WAS A HORRIBLE MISTAKE AND I HATE YOU FOR THAT! AND NOW YOU CAN GO!" I kept my high voice level and also felt tears in my eyes.

,,Drina, I...."

,,GET OUT!" I glared at him and he rather left my room. Stupid idiot.

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,,Hello Ms. Deschamps. This is Harold Peters, your room-mate," a nurse politely smiled and helped an older man to get in the bed. I nodded, still staring on the white wall.

,,Do you need something?" she asked but I shaked my head. She just shrugged and went away.

,,Is that wall interesting?" he asked.