*I HAVEN'T EDITED THIS! NO HATE!*
I pull away quick. “No! Stop!”
“What’s wrong?” Asks Josh. He looks scared, like he did something wrong. “Did I.. Hurt the baby or something?”
How could I do this to him. He’s so sweet. I need to stop hurting him.
“Josh. I can’t see you anymore.”
“You’ve made that sure.” Scoffs Brad. Josh kicks him in the balls. “Duuuude!” He yells.
“Why not?” He puts his hand on my cheek.
“Because… She told me to stop. Or else she would do bad things. It’s not you! Josh, I love you. I’ll ALWAYS love you.” I tear slips down my face.
“Who’s ‘she’?”
“……………………………………… Lindasy.”
Josh gets mad. He drops his hand from my face. “That bitch has got a lot of nerve. Telling you that?” His face turns red and he bunches his hands in fists.
“Josh, stop. You can’t do anything.”
“Wanna bet?” He stalks off.
“JOSH!” I scream. I cry and Brad comes to comfort me. “I’m sorry.” I get off of him and his shirt is soaked and has black streaks. I rub off the make-up on my face and try to catch up to Josh. By the time I reach him he’s already talking to Lindsay.
I hear her snake voice, he’s still mad. He’s yelling. I’m scared. What did I do?
“Josh stop!” I run over and pull his arm. I accidentally hits me in the face. “Owww.” I bend over. Blood hits the floor. I fall on my butt and try to control myself.
“I love Bridgette! Not you! Get over yourself and stop threatening her!” He yells at Lindsay. I start to stand up but can’t quite do it, I don’t have enough strength. Josh picks me up and takes my hand off my face.
“Owww.” I say, I start to cry again.
“I’m taking you to a hospital.” He walks me outside. Brad’s by his car and he asks to take it. Brad agrees and Josh lifts me into it.
I hold my stomach in pain. Blood is dripping on my arms and legs. We reach the hospital and get put in the Emergency room. I’m helped right away.
“He’ll have to stay here.” Says the doctor.
“No. He HAS to come!”
“I’m be waiting right here.” He says. He kisses my forehead and I’m wheeled into a room. They put stitches in and I fall into a deep sleep.
“Morning sleepy head.” Says Josh. My eyes flutter open.
“Was I out that long?” I ask. My face feels funny, as if I just had plastic surgery.
“Not really. I’ve just been waiting. Wanna go somewhere?”
“Sure.”
“How about Pure?”
“Sounds fantastic.” I hop off the hospital bed and sign out the release form. We get on the highway are drive. I stay on my side of the car, I feel kind of awkward with Josh. We pull up at Pure and he opens my door for me.
“Bridge!” Calls Naile.
“Naile!” I run to him and hug him. “How’s you?” I ask smiling big. He kisses my forehead and sees the stitches.
“Whoa. What about YOU?! Another fishing pole to the head? Come on Bridge, get it together!”
“Shut up. I just was.. I had an accident.” I hug him tight and let go.
