Chapter8

#Chapter8

FIRST DAY

Maggie

After a few days, the hospital released me. A head injury means that everyone must hover over you. I couldn’t even go to the bathroom in peace.

/"Marco! Get out!/"

/"I’m making sure that you don’t fall!/"

/"I don’t need your help!/"

/"Why? I don’t find you hot. I’m freaking gay for crying out loud!/"

Nash walked in and escorted Marco out of the bathroom.

/"Okay, okay, I’m going, geez./"

Nash walked in and closed the door behind him.

/"I want to pee in peace./" I sighed.

Nash chuckled. /"Yeah, well, Marco worries about you./"

I pulled up my pants, washed my hands, and dried them. I walked towards Nash and laid my head on his chest. /"Nash, I’m tired of people treating me like a porcelain doll./"

/"I know, but what happened to you worries us./" Nash wrapped his arms around me. /"It scared the hell out of us. Mags, there was so much blood./"