Chapter Bloody 12

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"You have ebola."

Those were the first words I heard when I came back to consciousness.

Are you bloody kidding me?

"You have about 2 years left in you I would say, so yeah, you're still screwed," the nurse had said after giving me the hectic news.

After that she just walked out. Well then.

I got up from the bed, ripping out the needle in my arm that provided water or something and probs puncturing 5 veins along the way.

I unlatched the window and jumped out. Luckily, it was a bottom floor room. I looked up quickly to see I was at the GetRekt Public Hospital. This was where all the druggo's and such came, so I fit in nicely.

Later that day, Anferknee rocked up to my caravan, politely knocking on its door.

"What do you bloody want, I'm playing cod with MaZe Clan in here, like Jesus Christ," I screamed at him as I opened the door.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to cheat on you, I love you, please take me back!" He pleaded.

"Yeah righto. I'll get back with you, but I have ebola so you can deal with the aftermath of that," I said, shrugging carelessly.

"I don't care! We can be together forever!" He replied back with.

I just looked at him and slammed the door in his face, already bored with the conversation.

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