Hiya guys, some (maybe not so) important info first!
Okay, as someone maybe know (or not) this chapter is dedicated to Goody-goody and James55!
And second, i have sparined my ancel, and that's hurting like hell, so i wont write so much right now. . .
Okay, then, the story. . .
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-Duncan-
I got down the way too long hallway that i had entered to make my way to where i thought Courtney was, and let's just say that it is'nt the easyest thing to пересекать, крест a room when Ты have crutches. (my own experiance from spraining my ancel. Ouch!)
"Courtney!" i yelled as i was just about to enter the room where the most noise came from, but, i most say that i was'nt used to doctors who was hearing Black Eyed Peas on work? "Argh, screw that!" i thought i grapped the dooknob and entered the room, but to my surprise, no Princess.
Instead, there, there he was, the one who probably had made her try her little, uhm, stunt?
Clapping with a smirk crossing his face, Alejandro stood there, leaned against one of those hospital beds and turned the little radio off.
"Hello Duncan, nice to see Ты standing up again."
Meanwhile. . .
-Courtney-
"Whe- where am i?" i said, as one of the men in green shirts who was taking some kind of snake looking stuff out of my hands just had yelled a "she's awake!" and "It's a miracle!" to some of the other men and women who was dressed just like him.
"You're at the hospital, Ты tried to kill yourself, you've been in coma for a couple of hours, but you're awake now" he сказал(-а) and smiled at me. "By the way, i'm George, the doctor who leaded your operation today, you're lucky you're still ali-" but from there i did'nt hear anymore. I knew it. Something felt wrong. Something was terribably wrong. In a секунда i remembered everything. The mall, the evening in the park, everything. . .
As the thought crossed my mind, i jumped out of the hospital постель, кровати the doctors and nurses had placed me in and stormed out of the door that lead to my room, followed by the doctors screaming my name in pure worry that i would fall and break somthing, but they soon realized that nothing could hold me back.
The doors passed like lightning, and even thought i just woke up from my coma, my senses worked just as good as before i had tried to kill myself.
It only took me a few минуты to arrive outside of the room where i heard the all to well known voice i had been growing up with.
As i slammed up the door, i was met by 2 glances.
One filled with worry and the other, filled with joy.
Okay, as someone maybe know (or not) this chapter is dedicated to Goody-goody and James55!
And second, i have sparined my ancel, and that's hurting like hell, so i wont write so much right now. . .
Okay, then, the story. . .
__________________________________________________
-Duncan-
I got down the way too long hallway that i had entered to make my way to where i thought Courtney was, and let's just say that it is'nt the easyest thing to пересекать, крест a room when Ты have crutches. (my own experiance from spraining my ancel. Ouch!)
"Courtney!" i yelled as i was just about to enter the room where the most noise came from, but, i most say that i was'nt used to doctors who was hearing Black Eyed Peas on work? "Argh, screw that!" i thought i grapped the dooknob and entered the room, but to my surprise, no Princess.
Instead, there, there he was, the one who probably had made her try her little, uhm, stunt?
Clapping with a smirk crossing his face, Alejandro stood there, leaned against one of those hospital beds and turned the little radio off.
"Hello Duncan, nice to see Ты standing up again."
Meanwhile. . .
-Courtney-
"Whe- where am i?" i said, as one of the men in green shirts who was taking some kind of snake looking stuff out of my hands just had yelled a "she's awake!" and "It's a miracle!" to some of the other men and women who was dressed just like him.
"You're at the hospital, Ты tried to kill yourself, you've been in coma for a couple of hours, but you're awake now" he сказал(-а) and smiled at me. "By the way, i'm George, the doctor who leaded your operation today, you're lucky you're still ali-" but from there i did'nt hear anymore. I knew it. Something felt wrong. Something was terribably wrong. In a секунда i remembered everything. The mall, the evening in the park, everything. . .
As the thought crossed my mind, i jumped out of the hospital постель, кровати the doctors and nurses had placed me in and stormed out of the door that lead to my room, followed by the doctors screaming my name in pure worry that i would fall and break somthing, but they soon realized that nothing could hold me back.
The doors passed like lightning, and even thought i just woke up from my coma, my senses worked just as good as before i had tried to kill myself.
It only took me a few минуты to arrive outside of the room where i heard the all to well known voice i had been growing up with.
As i slammed up the door, i was met by 2 glances.
One filled with worry and the other, filled with joy.