A/N this will be a wayy shorter chapter because I am getting ready for where this story is actually going.
"W-wait! Hell's Pass as in Hells Pass Hospital?" I ask the doctor already knowing the answer.
"Yes Craig" he replies in a i-am-trying-to-be-patient-because-that-was-a-stupid-question tone.
"Is there anything else we could do?" I try hopefully.
"If you are fine tonight then you can go home tomorrow."
3 hours later
After my mom checked me in she left to pick my drunk-as-fuck (they rhyme for a reason) jobless pathetic excuse for a father from the Bar. Like I want to see that motherfucking bastard who fucken bea… Wait the docters say I am supposed to keep as calm as possible. Thinking about that child abus…there I go again. I think I should just see whats on the tv.
After about 1 hour of red racer my (I hate to have to call him this….) dad walks or more like stubbles into the room. Let the excitement begin. "Whad the fuck you in here for you worthless piece of shit?" My dad yells but slurs. "I threw up blood." I mumble in a small timid voice that only my da…Thomas Tucker hears. "Did you tells them about our secret?" He asks in a threatening tone. "No" I mumble. "Good because otherwise I might have to beat you fucken senseless!" He whispers in my ear as some of my friends( Clyde and Tweek to be exact) walk in. The second they walk in. Both of us change. I have the expressionless face on and my father says " good bye champ hope you feel better soon!" Oh shit when he talks like that I know I am in for a rough night tomorrow night….
Just decided to do a quick update. Will update at least this and sickness tomorrow( like real ones) I am hoping to do south park and enders game updated to
