JJ (Third Person) :
"Sir. Excuse me, sir!"
JJ groggily opened his eyes, to be met with a nurse who looked slightly irritated.
"You're not supposed to be sharing the bed with the patient! Look, you're discomforting him!"
She exclaimed.
JJ looked next to him, to see Simon squished up on the other side of the bed.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Simon, you should've said something. I would've moved straight away."
JJ apologized, getting off the bed.
"Yeah, ok."
Simon said sadly, slowly getting off the bed.
"What's wrong Simon? Are you ok?"
JJ asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Simon?"
JJ asked gently taking a hold of his hand.
"Just... Just stop JJ."
Simon said, his voice sounding raspy and tears forming in his eyes.
"What? Simon-"
"Just stop!"
Simon said loudly, a tear rolling down his cheek. He took one last look at JJ and ran out the room, the nurse chasing after him.
JJ frowned as he went over what had just happened. Simon was... upset? Angry? JJ racked over his memory, trying to remember if he'd done anything wrong. But nothing came to mind.
JJ grabbed his things and headed out of the hospital room. As he made his way to the exit, he saw Simon sitting down on one of the sofas in the waiting area.
"Simon? Simon what's wrong?"
JJ asked, sitting down next to him.
"You... you lied to me."
Simon whispered, looking away from JJ.
"What? When?"
JJ frowned.
"Cut the bullshit JJ! Don't you get sick of pretending you've done nothing wrong? And that your perfect, kind, and trustworthy?"
Simon sighed, looking at JJ.
The usual happiness and warmth in Simon's eyes were now replaced with a look of sadness.
JJ's heart clenched as the looked into Simon's eyes.
He honestly believed he didn't do anything wrong... apart from the bet of corse. But that was resolved, Simon was right there!
"Simon... I'm not sure why your angry. Please tell me what's wrong. Because- Because I don't think I did anything... did I?"
JJ said, watching Simon's face darken.
"My head hurts. Bye."
Simon said sadly, leaving JJ alone.
What? What just happened..?
JJ picked up his phone, and saw that he was on wattsap. Weird... JJ hadn't been online since Saturday. He read the text messages.
'It's the deadline JJ... Did you pull through?'
'deadline 4 what?'
'C'mon mate! The bet!'
...What!?
But- But JJ cancelled the bet on Saturday! What was this all about!?
JJ scrolled through his contacts to call Josh.
"Hello?"
"JJ!? Where the fuck were you today? Are you ok? Oh yeah, and Simon wasn't in too. Did something happen to you both or was it just a coincidence that you both weren't in. Oh yeah, and Ethan said you've missed some important info in maths, but you could always-"
"Josh! Fucking hell, let me breathe! Me and Simon went on a date and it went horribly wrong. This weird creep showed up, I'm not sure how, but he got Simon to go outside and drugged him. Long story short, we ended up in hospital and the back of Simon's head is pretty bashed up from the fall."
"What!? What- why... what!? Is he ok? And what about you!?"
"I'm fine, the fucker got a few punches in but it was harmless. Simon... I think he's ok. Oh yeah, Josh why did you bring up the bet on the group chat? I canceled it on Saturday."
"What!? Are you ok? You never cancelled anything."
"Yeah. Sure."
JJ said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"No mate, I'm not-"
"Josh I literally texted you!"
"Fine then. Check our chat history."
"I will!"
JJ said, clicking onto him and Josh's chat history.
"...Shit."
JJ muttered, realizing Josh was right.
The message was indeed typed out... however it seems like JJ had forgotten to send it.
"Shit, yeah your right... But can we-"
JJ was interrupted by and incoming call from Deji.
"Josh, I need to answer this call real quick,"
JJ said, accepting the call.
"What!? I'm kind of busy right now."
"Finally! JJ, me, mum and dad have been calling and texting you forever! Where are you? Well wherever you are, your dead. They're fuming."
Deji said seriously.
...Fuck.
JJ had completely forgotten about getting home! Deji's right though... he's dead.
"Shit! Deji how... how angry are they?"
JJ asked nervously.
"They're mad. I'll be praying for you."
Deji said, ending the call.
"Shit... Josh! Josh, I can't talk now. I'll explain later."
JJ said, running out of the hospital.
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