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"Good." I give a slight smile as I pull into a parking spot in front of the movie theater. I take my aviators off and I hold them in my hand as I...
While she's gone, I fall asleep, my cfhead slightly tilted to the side towards the chair she was sitting on. I sleep silently,
"Very." I smile and I speed out of the parking lot, driving towards the nearest movie theater. I call a man, telling him to rent out the whole...
I remember about a text coming to me after I was stabbed since the guy that just came in reminded me of it, and I try to find my phone, grasping...
I look at her and I look at my stash of sunglasses. I put a pair on her, then I take it off, deciding it doesn't look right. I repeat that for...
I give a weak smile. "It's fine, Lindsay." I hear a knock on the door and I tell them to come in.
I unlock the doors and I open the car door for her as I put my aviators on. I get in after her, starting it up.
"You just do..? Alright then, I guess I'll introduce myself now. I'm Jason, or Jay." I grasp my wound on my side as I continue to endure the pain.
"Yeah, sure." I get up and throw my trash away, holding the door open for her as I get my keys out.
I raise my arm and my hand in front of her. "I'm fine." I sit up on the bed, looking at her. "Why are you caring so much about me?"
I laugh. "Whatever. Do you want to go anywhere?" Why don't I feel like I want to play with this girl..
I try to sit up again, my head facing down to hide the expression that I'm enduring pain as I do that so my red hair sways to the right in front...
"Nothing.." I think for a moment then I look at her. "Did the doctor say anything about when this is gonna heal?" I point to my stab wound.
I stay silent, realizing that she was right and that the food is good. I finish it and I look at her. "It wasn't THAT good.."
I sigh, feeling uncomfortable and anger since I wasn't able to fight back.
"If you knew what I grew up eating, you would know why this looks terrible to me." I take a bite of it after a while and I actually kind of like it.
I point to the seats next to the window and I grab my food that comes out. I sit down and I take out the toy, trying to figure out what it does. I...
"The doctor? That's weird. You can go if you want to now." I look at her, trying to figure out why she looks so familiar.
This girl called me a spoiled brat.. That's a first. "Jeez. Okay then. Uhhh.." I go up to the cashier and I order a 4-piece chicken nugget happy...
I ignore her question. "Why'd you wait so long..? I don't even think we know eachother.." My hand is placed over my stab wound.