Not as long as the first one.
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Jimmy slightly muttered something and closed his mouth. "I say we all take a blood test to see if any of us are related. What do you guys think?" He said looking at me. I nodded softly and looked at him confused. He hates needles more than I do. So there has to be a reason for this. But what is it? I guess I'll have to wait and find out.
We were all on our way to the hospital to get the blood work dont and on the way there I was texting Dunn. He wanted to know everything about me. He asked me about my tattoos. So I was telling him about the most meaningful one on my calf. Its a fire helmet with Cleveland and my hometown name and the number 14. He asked what 14 stood for so I told him what it stands for. The age I was diagnosed first with chronic functional adbominal pain then anxiety, its also the number that my grandpa had when he was in the fire department. Also the age I was when I first met JImmy. I told him about all the procedures I went threw to figure out what was wrong. I mentioned my slight fear of needles. He asked where that came from. So I told him that when I was three weeks old I had a gas bubble that was the size of my stomach and I stopped breathing and we found out that I am lactose intolerant. While I was in the hospital the doctor had to put an IV in and he stuck me in the arms and legs. Then I told him about when I was about 8 and I had a bad case of strep throat mixed with like hay fever or something like that and when they were taking the IV out that time they had taped my arm so much that I was crying and screaming as the male nurse was taking the tape off. And to this day I cry when I get an IV not so much when blood is drawn. He thought that was valid enough for my little IV phobia.
When we got to the hospital we decided I would go first then Jimmy then everyone else. Depending on who hated needles most to least. I sat on Jimmy's lap and hid my face then I covered Jimmy's eyes as he got his blood taken. Then everyone else got theirs done. We went out to eat as we waited for the results to come in since it was Jackass they said it would take three hours at most.
An hour and a half later back in the waiting room I remebered someone. "Oh shit. We forgot about Zacky. We have to go get him." I screamed while running for the car. Jimmy was walking slowly behind me. Yet keeping up cause of his giraffe legs. He unlocked the car door and I opened it in a rush.
My face was licked immediately. Then I was barked at. I squealed and rubbed Zacky behind his floppy ears. He had been asleep on the way to the hospital and we had walked to the food place. So I had never noticed him. Giggling I grabbed Zacky's camo leash and let the big rottwieler jump out the passangers seat.
I grabbed Jimmy's hand and pecked his cheek and yelped as Zacky tried to lead me somewhere. And I battled with him all the way to the hospital entreance. I looked around the door and saw no signs saying no pets so I walked in with Jimmy and Zacky trailing behind me.
When I saw the Jackass crew I grinned and knealed next to Zacky and whispered in his ear in german and let go of his leash. I quickly hid myself behind a laundry/trashcart while holding in my giggles as Jimmy passed me with curious look on his face.
"Holy fuck!" I heard bam scream and I fell foward into the open laughing my ass off.
I felt a bunch of weight land across my back and I groaned loudly and felt Zacky lick my neck. I tried tog et up but it was no use this 2 year old puppy was way to heavy for me.
Now it was everyone turn to laugh at me. I laughed along but soon stopped when I noticed a nurse looking at us like we all belong in a mental hospital. Well really only me. She looked at everyone else like she wanted to fuck them all and have a damn day long orgy. Jimmy called Zacky off me and then picked me up bridal style like when I was blindfolded earlier and kissed my cheek.
"Can we help you?" Johnny asked still giggling like a 2 year old that snorted 20 pixie sticks in a row.
"Yeah..... I have your, like, test results." She said in a voice that sounded like nails nails on a damn chalk board. "Two of you are brother and, like, sister." She flipped threw the sheets and we looked at one another. I was thinking who is my brother. Some of the guys were stairring between me and Bam, the rest just looked like they won a bet.
"A Mrs. Christina Vengeance and a Mr. ........"
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Have to wait although you probaby know who it is. I need some ideas as to what to do next because I'm stumped t the moment.
