Can't Believe It

"BLOODLINE" Chapter 8

Well, that's just great. Not only do I have to play this "game" of authority with my shit pile father, I also have to find out what the hell my son is going through.

I look at my knee and it still hurts like a bitch. I know for a fact I am going to need knee surgery. Great, just great. That's going to be some money and time that I clearly need now that I have to be Nancy Drew.

I look at the clock and its almost 7 in the morning.

For fuck's sake.

The nurse comes in and she looks new. I hope I don't have to beat the living crap out of her, too. She is about to greet me but the motionless doctor distracts her. She is finally looks at me and I give her an annoyed smile.

"So, it looks like I am going to need help. I was expecting you to be knocked out, not him." She giggles.
"Well, the dipshit had it coming. He is always a disrespectful prick. He thinks just because he is the owner's son, he can do anything to anyone and not be touched."

"Huh, too bad for him. He needed a foot up his ass."

She walks closer to me chuckling and observes my knee.

"Well, from the looks of it your stitches busted."

"No shit." I say while rolling my eyes.

"You are famous for your comebacks, I see." She writes something down. She steps over the doctor. "Alright, now that you know the inevitable, you are going to need knee surgery." She pauses and looks at me for a reaction and I just look at her. I stay silent for, I know, more than a minute.

"What?" I say irritated.

"I thought I would get a reaction."

"Well, the last time I reacted to something a person told me, that worked here, ended up motionless and in need of critical care and life support." I say with a sarcastic tone and smile.

"I got that." She shakes her head while giggling to herself.

"Look, am I going to have to fuck you up, too? Or are you going to tell me how my son is doing?"

"Oh, you are the Ms. Rose that everybody is afraid of."

"Ta-da, abra-ca-dapbra. Its me. The magnificent Ms. Rose that will put my foot so far up your ass that you can see my toes in your abdomen. Now, if you don't want that to happen please tell me where my son is."

She nodded and exited very quickly. I huff and rub my hand over my face. I look at my knuckles.

Wow, I did tear some skin. Well, shit.

I look at the clock on the wall and I see that it is 7 in the morning now. I turn to the side and see a table with my belongings on it. I grab my phone that's cracked quite a bit. I turn it on and see a lot of messages for Judy, of course.

I need to text her before she sends the whole swat team out.

There was another message from an anonymous number. My heart started beating faster and faster because I don't need another message like before. I open it and close my eyes before I could see it. I breathe in and out to calm my nerves.

You got this.

I open my eyes and sigh in relief. I don't think I have ever been so happy in my mother freaking life.

Anonymous: Hey, I know that we just met yesterday but your so fun to hang out with. I also want a play date with the boys because Channing won't stop talking bout Avery. And, oh by the way this is Demetria.
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