Chapter :11 The Pistol.

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"Elsa!" I shake her violently.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

I fumble for my phone that's in my pocket and start to dial 911 stupidly.

I'm in the middle of nowhere, and I don't think regular doctors will help her situation.

I quickly pick up Elsa in my arms bridal style and inwardly let myself goo at how beautiful she looks, but I seriously don't have time for this. I tap the ground with my staff that I'm holding with my mouth. Five seconds later on this summery day we land outside of the Guardian Nations Hospital.

I rush inside, careful not to drop her. "Help!"

I cried frantically.

Some nurses and doctors rush up to me, take her from my arms, and lay her gently in the hospital bed. I hold her hand as we jog down the hallway and eventually I get pushed back as they lead her into the emergency room.

What if she's dead? What the heck happened in the first place? Are her nightmares really that bad? What if I wasn't there? No, no lets not think about that.

By this point I'm pacing around the waiting room, waiting for someone to come tell me news- good or bad - about Elsa.

Five hours past by and sixty six trips to the front desk about Elsa have been made by me. The people in the waiting room are dispersing but the crowd keeps getting weirder. One guy has a fork stuck in his...um...pistol. One girl has a guy...Um stuck inside of her. Don't ask me how that got a pair of pants big enough to hold both of them. (Okay I'm editing this book right now and I desperately want to delete this part but like.... the book is Norte same without this.)

"Jack Frost?" I stand up quickly and almost trip over the guy with a fork in his banging machine. (Oh my gosh why. Who let my 13 year old self on wattpad) I walk over to the doctor.

"Yes? How is she?"

The doctor looks at me sadly and shakes his head. "I have some bad news."

My face fell, and soon my vision was clouded by darkness.

Then everything went black.

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I know this was a short chapter but I needed this to be short and sweet. Just have to put it out there I guess. I'm updating again today tho so the next chapter will be much longer (*^_^*)

My play went great. Got people asking for encores you know? Kidding that didn't happen but not to be conceited. People were pretty...stunned by my song lol

I may start another book about 5sos. My other fandom. Well one of my other fandom. I'm not going to tell you what it's about yet until I publish at least the first chapter. But if you love 5sos and getting shot by burritos. Then you might want to read this book.

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