He let out a growl of sorts before placing a wet kiss on the crook of my neck. Sparks immediately flew from my body to his as my heart began to pound out of my chest. He knew that that was my spot, and he had the audacity to do it in the middle of a...
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"The people you love the most are the ones that tend to hide there true colors."
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Everyone was at work today except for me, so I was given the job to go pick up Kylie from the hospital. She's been in the hospital for a little over a week, so I know for a fact she's dying to get out of there. We've visited her everyday and she's obviously not lonely especially considering her entire family was there for a while.
I know for a fact Kylie's not lonely, especially with Tyler being there nonstop for a week, but she seemed out of it. Not to sound like an asshole, but she was a mess. Her eyes were blood shot most of the time either from crying or lack of sleep, and she was having a hard time walking and doing the rest of her physical therapy. It was a surprise to everyone that she was getting out this quickly.
Tyler hasn't left the hospital either, we had to wait until he was asleep to bring him back to the apartment. Let's just say he was beyond pissed when he woke up in his bed this morning and he was even madder when we sent him to school.
I walked into the hospital and the doctor's immediately recognized me, "The crazy one is over here," they gestured for me to follow them.
I chuckled to myself as she walked towards me, "Get me out of this place."
"That's what I'm here to do Ребенка," I smiled as she stood at my side.
I signed her out and did some paperwork before making our way out of the hospital. Even though our little fight was over a week ago we haven't really discussed it, I mean it's obvious that we're both over it but no official words have been exchanged rather than when she was in the coma.
Neither one of said anything to each other until we were in the car and that's when she broke the silence, "Can we go get something to eat? If I have to eat shitty food for one more day I think I'll die."
I laughed before nodding, "Of course. Is there any kind of diet restrictions?"
She shook her head, "No food restrictions but I'm not supposed to do any physical activity rather than walking and stuff like that."
