7. What Happened?

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I quickly get up after falling. I look in the direction of whatever the fuck I saw. It's not there...what? Shit, my head. Maybe I imagined it they did hit my head on the wall pretty hard. Ah. I touch my head to see blood on my fingertips. I look down at my legs and see a couple of small cuts and blood coming down my knee. Must've fallen hard...Prophets! I start limping fast in the opposite direction of where I came from. I soon realize I'm passing by the Santos house. The party has stopped, I check my phone, it was 3am. I'm guessing everyone went home, punk ass' I be dancing till 6.

"TOBY?!" I turn to see Sad eyes running out of the house. No no no no I look like shit, but my dress still popping though. I turn to start limping away but I don't get too far before Sad eyes grabs my arm. There we go with the grabbing again. I hiss in pain. Guess there are a couple more scratches on my arms.

"Toby what the fuck happened?"

"I'm fine" I go to walk again and he steps in front of me.

"Toby get in the damn house and tell me what the fuck happened" In this moment I'm currently wondering if I should defy what he says, just because I don't like the way he was talking to me.But now I'm thinking about it, probably not the best decision with me being all cut and bruised up. Guess I'm going in the house. I sigh frustrated and slowly start limping in the direction of the house, he opens the door for me and motions me toward the bathroom. I sit on the toilet and watch him get a wash cloth and the first aid kit.

" So you gonna tell me what happened?" I shake my head

"Nope nothing happened I just tripped. You know I'm clumsy." He nods slowly

" Where's you're sweater?"

"What?"

"You're sweater. The one you had with you."

"When were you at the party? I didn't see you."

"You we're leaving and when I tried to get to you, you were long gone.....So. Where is your sweater?" I shrugged

"I gave it to this homeless cat on the street her name was beyounce"

"You named her?"

"Nope it was on her collar duh"

"Thought you said she was homeless" damn he is good, it's like detective Santo Sad Eyes, Sherlock Holmes in this bitch.

"It was....without home......at the moment"

"Toby." Now dudes just staring me, how may I help you sir? You wanna fight? I slightly shift. This is Making me majorly uncomfortable. I get up to walk out and he stands right in front of the doorway.

"Can you move?"

"What happened?"

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