6 : 39 pm
"good game." the last handshake was shaken between the winning and the losing team.
grant high being the winners, as usual, and saint oak being the losers.
"i told you we'd win." tj reminded marty, "now gimme my money."
"you're lucky." marty sighed, pulling out his black iphone xr, and opening his clear case to pull out five dollars.
"go take you showers and we'll meet you back at the spoon for milk shakes." cyrus waved, walking with amber and andi to
time skip
"mom! we're heading to the spoon!" iris yelled and walked out of the house with marty.
marty walked to the car but paused when he opened his phone, "they found her."
"where?" iris asked, putting the keys into the ignition as fast as she could.
"she's at the hospital. new life, care and cure. the one near walmart."
"alrighty then." she sped towards the very close hospital.
itty bitty time skippy
"hello. welcome to new life, care and cure hospital emergency room." the receptionist greeted, "what can i help you with?"
"marty, iris! we're over here." kira waved them over, sitting by herself.
"where's everyone else?" marty asked.
"they saw her already and went home. you can go in right now if you want. but only one person at a time."
"marts. i'm giving you my permission to go in before me." iris said.
"third door on the right." kira pointed to the only open door in the hallway.
"hey." marty walked in, buffy still didn't look up.
"i'm not hungry. can you stop asking m-" she finally looked up, "what the shit?"
he jogged over to her and engulfed her in a tight hug.
"oh my gosh. why did you walk in like that? i thought you were one of those nurses." her muffled voice said into his shoulder, "asshole."
"i wanted to surprise you." he smiled one of the realest smiles he's had in a while .
"that's not cool." she laughed, still holding onto him.
"you're cutting off my air flow."
"shut up." she finally let go, "you're an asshole."
"why thank you. i missed being called an asshole."
"what do you mean? i call you an asshole all the time." iris whispered from outside of the room.
"iris." buffy smiled.
"it's my buffy baby. look at my daughter." she walked in and gave buffy a hug, "did the assholes do anything to my baby? if they did, i'll beat someone up."
"no you won't."
"so maybe you're right. but i will give them a stern talking to."
"a for effort. isn't it one person at a time?"
"the doctor guy said that since it's just us three, we could go in. kira went to the bathroom though."
"you okay though?" marty asked.
"broken wrist and a couple bruises. but other than that, i'm gucci." buffy held up her arm, showing the light blue cast, with signatures of all her friends names on it, "andi drew a heart for you to write in and a square for iris to write in. she wanted it to be organized so if i get bored, i can draw in between the spaces during class."
"chill." iris smiled, picking up a pink sharpie and writing in her square.
"she started saying it two weeks ago. it gets really annoying, really fast." marty whispered to buffy.
"thank you, again, for caring for my daughter. she would've gone insane without a form of entertainment." aiko's mom walked over to buffy's room.
"no problem, ms. knolans. congratulations on the baby, by the way." buffy smiled.
"thank you. you have a good night."
"you too." buffy said as ms. knolans walked away.
"who's that?" iris asked, handing marty the marker.
"my friend, aiko's, mom."
"my mom wants to know if you want her to sneak in some food tonight." kira walked into the room, putting her phone into her back pocket.
"ask her to get cinnamon rolls and sprite. add on whatever you wanted."
"slick."
"should i start saying slick?" iris asked.
"no." marty answered very fast, "you do not need to start saying anything."
"i'm gonna go get a snack. i will be right back." iris said, walking out of the room.
"i literally just wanna go home right now." buffy sighed, laying her head back on her chair.
"i literally just want you to home too." marty replied.
"how was your game?"
"we won."
"we always win. i mean, how was it?"
"it's not like having you there-"
"i don't even pay attention. football is one of the two sports that i don't like. i just spam on your phone."
"and my phone hasn't been spammed."
"you always delete them."
"that doesn't mean that i don't like when you spam it."
"i'm going to your next game and i'm actually gonna pay attention."
"no you're not."
"you're right. but i will show up and pretend to pay attention while eating the snacks you keep in your backpack."
"i threw them all away."
"what? why?"
"cause i don't like swissrolls. i only buy them cause you always want them. i think i have some in my locker that you can have though."
"that's a bet. did ms. delgado talk about me while i was gone?"
"obviously. she can't keep any of the track people's names out of her mouth."
"what'd she say."
he sat down in a rolling chair and held her hand.
the two started talking about everything and anything they could think of.
love.
it's called love.
she's no longer missing.
