Surrounding Bordeaux.

An Imperfect Picture p2. -|12

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An Imperfect Picture. -|12

Part. -|2

Dedicated to my oh so close friend/sister in real life. @Draybans. She told me that if I didn't update quick she'd beat me. But I know that is not true. Love you girl and I hope you and all the other readers enjoy.

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The tick of the clock danced throughout my skull as if nothing else were in it. Lo sat close as she examined her nail closely. Nurses, patients and visitors strolled by subconsciously, not giving a thought to us. The side of my face burned as the focused attention on me became clear. Instantly looking up, a pair of saddened eyes dined in mine. Mrs. Kimberly's arms were folded over her chest as she stood tense and alert.

My eyes dropped to the floor, then quickly back up again. Her arms fell like dead weight and she quickly turned and walked away. My heart burned with the feeling of pitty and guilt. The back of my eyeballs stung as they wanted to release more tears.

"Lo?" My voice came as a suprise. My head turned in her direction as I adjusted in my seat. Pulling an ear bud out her ear, her eyes froze on mine. She stared as she awaited my next sound. My mouth parted several times but nothing came out.

"What's up Kurbi?" I swallowed hard and sighed softly.

"Have you ever been hated by someone that," I thought for a minute. "that was in the life of someone you loved?" She rested her head on the wall. A smile drove across her face but quickly faded.

"Yes," She laughed. "oh yeah." Her eyes were sincere as she looked down at nothing.

"How did you deal with it?"

"Well," she looked up. "I don't know. I guess you could say I'm still dealing with it."

I sat takened back by her answer. "Who?" My voice was full of shock and concern.

"Mardean.." Her eyes remained downward as she fiddled with her hands. The memory of the next morning at LEX flashed throughout my mental. I nodded slowly as I understood exactly what she ment.

"Your brother and her still together?"

"Yeah. He isn't getting rid of her no time soon."

"What happend? Like, why do you two hate eachother?"

"It's just," she sighed. "I don't know. Retarded? I mean how do you keep someone around who drugged your little sister?" My eyes popped as I stared at Lo. I tried to choose my words nicely and without judgement.

"You, were, drugged?" She nodded at my question.

"Yeah," She paused. "Mardean, started out as apart of the cleaning crew for the club. Well, she was cool when I first met her. Very down to earth, funny and what not. So I didn't see any harm in you know, being her friend I guess. But all that changed when my brother graduated college."

"See, my Uncle Ron started the club and when I graduated highschool, he promised me a job. So I began working the door, you know, taking the money and shit. It was lowkey and safe. Well I grew tired and restless of that, I felt like I could do more. You know, contribute more. So, I approached him with some idea's about running the clubs social network, like Twitter, Facebook. Staring a blog on Tumblr and stuff."

"Well he was on board and agreed to giving me a try. Well before you know it I was the top club promoter for LEX. I had the social network buzzing in Bordeaux about us. Well as the nights at LEX grew more live and we began to draw in bigger crowds, I threw in the idea that we needed a cleaning crew asap. I mean we had the money, so we could pay for it. Well he ran with the idea and-"