Chapter seven
Party it hard
Lincoln walked into the house his arm around Hailey's waist, it was already in swing, people dancing about, it was a song that had a bump and grind beat, Hailey already started to bop her head to the music, he lead them to the kitchen where the booze was being kept in buckets of ice, and he could already see Bruno trying to chat up a girl with his new tongue trick. "Linc, bro thought you wasn't gonna show man!" Bruno held his hand out to Lincoln who took it doing the manly side hug, and then Bruno kissed Hailey's cheek. "Damn girl looking fuckable tonight!" he made a quick humping motion to Hailey as Lincoln raised his eyebrow.
"Not tonight, she's my date…" Lincoln laughed watching as another guy opened a beer bottle handing it to Lincoln, and then handed a rum and cola to Hailey taking it with a glance around the kitchen.
"Bruno is Sinead here?" she asked over the heavy base, he glanced to the ceiling before pointing, Hailey nodded before wiggling out of Lincoln's arms, quickly she looked back.
"Oh and by the way, not Lincoln's date, I'm free agent tonight, so is he…" her hips wiggled making a tone of girls in the next room get excited, Lincoln Burrows, no longer taken, it was time to flirt, but Lincoln had eyes for one girl at this party, and she was already walking up the stairs to the bedrooms.
"So I was thinking, documentary night on Discovery." Michael turned to look at Sierra who was arranging the pile of silverware into the tray from style, size and shiny.
"Sounds good." She was distant. It worried Michael.
"So you want pizza?" He looked at the phone. It wasn't often Lincoln left money for pizza.
"Sure." She continued doing what she was doing. Michael hoped it was because of the arranging but he knew it wasn't she'd been acting off since she came outside after packing her bag. He watching wasn't liking it at all, "I'll call." He gave up for the moment grabbing the phone. Sierra listened to Michael's voice ordering a half cheese half meats pizza. She focused back to the knives she was arranging. She stared at one for the longest time before she placed it down in the tray. She put the tray back in the tight place. Sierra and Michael was not fun people. They didn't have lives, or friends... "Forty-five minutes." Michael smiled at her. She forced one in return.
"That's great..." She paused. "But we know it'll take sixty-three minutes and ten seconds." Michael and Sierra spoke together. They laughed.
"I'm ... I'm going to put my night clothes on?" She questioned picking up her hand. "Yeah, Course." Michael rolled his eyes like she needed to explain to him what she was doing. He knew her well enough to know how she operated.
Hailey found the bedroom with Sinead, she knocked lightly, her eyes glancing around, "Who seeks to enter, give me their merits of words." Sinead's voice mysterious, it made Hailey wanted to laugh, but it was her friend so she cleared her throat.
"I seek a higher feeling, a deeper meaning and a fucking good time…" she spoke in a sassy tone, and Sinead laughed.
"Hai, enter my child of the dawn…" Hailey opened the door to see Sinead lying on a bed, she was wearing a black a long black and red dress, her eyes closed, and Hailey looked to see another girl was on the bed, but her head was under Sinead's shirt, the sound of licking made Hailey cover her eyes.
"Jesus Sin, you could of warned me!" Hailey turned her back, the light moans of Sinead made her feel a hot flush over herself, but she didn't want to look back, "I'll catch you later!" she quickly shut the door running into Mickey.
"So you come here with Lincoln, got any condoms…." he laughed sickly, but Hailey rolled her eyes.
"Gotten an erection lately…" she raised her eyebrow, he shut up walking away, it was no secret that Hailey was the last girl he had sex with, after kicking him, he'd never been able to get hard.
Lincoln glanced to the stairs seeing Hailey, she'd taken the cardigan off, he couldn't help but admire the outfit, she wore it with the right amount of confidence, her drink in hand empty as she took a few shots from someone, her eyes meeting his with a smile, he was holding a joint, and held it out for her, even if she was half way across the room, she rushed to his side to take it off him, he placed it between her lips letting her take a deep pull. "Find Sinead?" he asked while Hailey closed her eyes enjoying the buzz.
"Oh I found her; she was getting eaten out, by some Asian chic…" Hailey laughed, the thing was, she didn't care about her best friend's sexuality, just freaked her out to walk in on the sex.
"Damn I knew I should of come with you…" he joked while she lightly tapped his arm with her hand.
"I need another drink, I'll see you later…" she said into his ear now, and Lincoln watched her walking away, his eyes following her butt as it bounced away.
Sierra had come out of the washroom. She had redressed into night clothing;
black track pants with a red pin strip down the side of each leg they fitted her body but at the same time they were still baggy she needed to tie them to keep them up. She wore a long sleeved plain dark blue baggy shirt. Her hair had gone from a pony tail to a high set bun with a head band keeping her bangs out of her face. Sierra couldn't stand her hair anywhere near her face when she was trying to sleep. She looked up from her Elmo socks and noticed Michael was staring at her, With the analytic expression.
"I know my boobs look smaller in this shirt." She was happier as she felt the stinging against her tight. It was pleasure. Michael rolled his eyes.
"I didn't say that!".
"No but; you were comparing them to Miss Carlin's." Sierra put her bag down.
"OH I WAS NOT!" Michael laughed.
"You were!" She giggled.
"NOT!" Michael shook his finger.
"Oh give over Michael." Sierra lifted up her shirt and flashed him but it wasn't really considered flashing if she was wearing a bra. The look on Michael's face was priceless. It was a deer-in-head-lights look and Sierra started cracking up.
"That was ... Wrong." Michael noted like an officer of the law.
"Oh shut up." Sierra jumped onto the sofa giggling.
Hailey sat on the counter in the kitchen, Bruno was doing a beat box as she was holding a joint listening to another guy with orange and black hair free styling, she bounced her head to the beats while smoking the joint feeling the buzz of the joint and the booze going in her, Bruno finished the beat before turning to Hailey with a smile. "So I was thinking, wanna try something?" He asked Hailey as she smiled looking to him with a smile, her hair falling into her face but he quickly brushed it behind her ear, his eyes watching hers closely, and his face closer to hers.
"Depends what it is…" she smiled while he stood in front of her, his positioned himself between her legs, his eyes scanning over her, she never got nervous like most girls, she was comfortable with him.
"It's an E…" he whispered into her ear, his hand touched her skin, he was already feeling the effect of the one he took a half hour ago, he wanted to feel more, but controlled himself as Hailey's eyes found his again, dark green, on her light blue, his hands brushing her hair.
"Sounds cool…" she purred while he took another pill out placing it on the non slit part of his tongue, Hailey leaned in opening her mouth, she felt his tongue rub over hers placing the pill in her mouth, she swallowed it quickly chasing it with the beer.
Lincoln had stepped into the kitchen, he see Bruno lean into Hailey as she kissed him deeply, his chest tighten around his lungs, and his heart, but he didn't stick around, he went into the other part of the party, he was getting horny, he wanted to just get it with anyone now, he didn't care.
Michael rolling his eyes sat down beside her. He turned the TV on. His eyes went huge again. He jumped.
On the TV screen two females were rubbing naked up against each other in a shower. The sound effects were pretty loud. Lincoln hadn't taken his tape out of the player OR turned the sound down. Loud water and moaning was projecting from the speakers. Sierra was frozen just staring at the happenings on the screen. Michael was focused onto it because he was a man and this was extremely hot to him no to mention the young factor. It wasn't until there was a door bell ring that Michael and Sierra both jumped.
"TURN IT OFF!" Sierra squealed while laughing again. She fell off the sofa. Michael jumped up fast tripping over her.
They both fell onto the floor and the bell went off again. "HAHAHA MICHAEL, TURN IT OFF NOW!" Sierra was laughing to hard she was weak.
"I'M TRYING!" He was rubbing his nose from having hit it on the floor. "UUHHH UHHH!!!" Blared off the TV Sierra was glad she didn't have to pee because it would have been bad. She rolled over and she crawled over Michael to reach the power button. Twice the door belle rang.
"I'M COMING!" Michael yelled then froze.
"HAHAHAHAHAH!" Sierra fell off him onto the floor again. Michael pushed himself up quickly he attempted to fix himself his shirt was winkled and his jeans were twisted it opened the front door seeing the Pizza man with huge eyes.
"Hi...." Michael blushed a red. The pizza man was standing down at Michael. He swallowed.
"Right, everything okay?" He casually asked.
"Oh yeah." Michael reached into his pocket getting out the money Lincoln had left. He counted it. "Here you go. Keep change." He handed the only over. The pizza man took it and stared seeing Sierra who came up off the floor she was fixing her shirt. He stared from Sierra to Michael, handing off the pizza, He left in a rushed. Causing Sierra to laugh again, Michael was tomato red embarrassed. "Shut up." He took the pizza into the apartment.
Hailey was feeling the effect of the E, it was making her go to her happy place, she danced in the living room, but her eyes searching before seeing Lincoln chatting to a girl, she looked like a hoochie, and Hailey quickly moved over to stand by Lincoln's side, he knew she was there before his eyes quickly scanned her face. "Bruno's that way…" he pointed, but she pouted, her red lipstick reapplied, her eyes wide, she placed her hand on his arm.
"I'm looking for you…" she said over the loud music, the girl he was talking to giving Hailey a dark glare, but Hailey raised an eyebrow, and the girl got a good looked at who she was.
"I'm gonna go find my sister…" she said in a clearly Latino accent, and Lincoln's eyes snapped back to Hailey.
"What do you want?" his voice low hiss, Hailey felt her happy place slipping, her eyes going round, and Lincoln bit his lip. "Hai, no, don't, please…" he begged while she kept still, her heart beating fast, and then Lincoln glancing behind her to see Bruno was making out with the Latino girl he was just talking to. "Oh so you and Bruno, are not." he started as Hailey looked back seeing the heavy making out. Her head shook from side to side.
"Dance with me…" she pulled his shirt to the placed everyone was dancing, the song bad medicine by Bon Jovi come on, Hailey turned her back to Lincoln, he listened to lyrics as she was lightly grinding on him, his hands rested on her hips, she knew how to move, and every guy in the room was wising to be him, she turned around face him, her hands ran up his chest, she started to sing along with the lyrics while watching her singing sexy, "That's what you get for falling in love, Then you bleed
You get a little but it's never enough, On your knees, That's what you get for falling in love, And now this girl's addicted cause your kiss is the drug!" his hands pulling her closer to him, his lips pressed against hers, she felt the jolt of shock, but soon was wrapping her hands around the nap of his neck kissing him back, he tongue danced over his, she could feel his fingers moving over her butt pulling her tighter on him, he wanted to feel all of her on him.
Pizza crusts were left in the box on the table behind the sofa. A documentary about basket ball was on - It was actually invented in Canada again both Sierra and Michael knew this. But Sierra wasn't paying attention to the TV her eyes were focused on a scar. A scar Michael had on his temple. It was small and faded and it wasn't the first time Sierra noticed it but it was the first time she'd gotten a proper chance to stare it at. It had an odd shape to it. Like something had imprinted onto his flesh. She bit her lip her fingers reached out, touching the fading pink. Michael froze and moved away looking at her. "What are you doing?" His eyes stared into hers. Sierra was focused on his head before she snapped out of it looking at him.
"Sorry but you... Have this scar." She touched her head while she spoke.
Michael looked away from her to the TV before looking back.
"Yeah..." He played it off casual.
"Where'd you get it...?" Her eyes curious for an answer,
"I was a kid." He shrugged turning his full attention back to the TV but it was fully aware she was still scanning the scar. His fingers reached up touching it. Remembering how and why it got there.
"How?" She asked again not meaning to press but that is what Sierra did. Sierra pressed for answers. Curiosity killed the cat but Sierra wasn't a cat.
Michael knew attempting to ignore her would only make her start making assumptions or panicking. He turned the TV off. He was nervous. His whole expression had changed. It felt a million degrees in the room. He started to panic himself. He didn't wanna remember. His hands went into his hair.
"Why do you care?!?!" It sounded snappy but it wasn't meant to Michael just didn't want to think about that; he had pushed and pressed that memory away.
Lincoln stood in the kitchen again, he wanted to be alone with Hailey, but she wanted to be with the people, in the kitchen was their place, the booze and weed here, Hailey sat on the counter, Lincoln on her right hand side while Bruno made a mean beat box. "Hai, your turn!" A guy said while Hailey inhaled the joint, and then held it in shaking her head from side to side. "Come on, you gotta!" he added while she exhaled passing the joint to Lincoln.
"Fine!" she now started to bob her head, but turned to Bruno, her wink slow, and Lincoln was nervous, he'd never though Hailey could rap, or even attempt a free style, but she smiled. "Bruno, drop my beat!" she said while he twisted into a new style, Hailey started to get a feel for the flow. "So, so, my name is Hailey Isabelle, but my name isn't the point, my age isn't fair, born in a war zone, lived all over, have a little sister, instead of a brother, and I was born as a love child, my parents never married, took my father's surname, cos my mother is a slapper, I know I can't rap, I rhyme off key, but you mother fuckers ain't got nothing on me, I'm a girl of the dreams that turning to a terror, yo Mickey thought he could have me, now he can't even get a boner, so you try and mess with a girl, cos I ain't big, well fuck me over, his dick was like a twig, so I can beat this rap all night long, but Damien out boys, I'm fucking Burrows tonight!" she raised her hands as everyone cheered, but most of the patting Lincoln on the back, his grin was huge.
He put his arms around himself, looking around the room. He didn't like the feeling growing inside his stomach.
"Pickle..." Sierra had curled up beside him. He lent away from her. Sierra looked down she'd hit a nerve. She lent back.
"Tell me." Her eyes were soft just like her voice. Michael hesitated; he hadn't told anyone about this. Once he told he'd remember it... Sierra could be trusted. He hoped she never told anything he said before not even the time he'd broken Lincoln's dirt bike. This was sure a lot different than a dirt bike though. Sierra looked at his eyes they were the blue green they usually were but they were... Scared, more scared then usual.
"When I was ten; I had this foster dad they put me with, when Lincoln was doing a few months away." He swallowed closing his eyes. "He was nice as first, they were all nice at first, but he started to hit me, bad. He'd lock me in the closet." He froze and tensed remembering everything flooding back to him.
Sierra swallowed. She knew Michael and Lincoln was hit, she knew it was bad, just not how bad and with out Lincoln there to protect Michael... Her heart sank with her stomach.
"Keep going ...." Her fingers moved against him. Michael jerked back in reaction before letting out a large breath he shuddered.
He couldn't open his eyes as if they were glued. His hand found hers and she squeezed it softly.
Michael nodded taking another breath. "He'd leave me in there for days... In total darkness; you know when you leave someone in the dark long enough they adjust. They can see everything... Everything to escape... I used a screw to escape ... But I never finished ... He opened the door. I tried to get away but he grabbed me and he hit me. He kicked me. He ... Put me back in the closet and slammed the door." Michael winced hearing the door slamming perfectly.
Sierra's stomach was getting sick. Her mind picturing Michael's face she needed too look away. She was getting upset. But he continued.
"One day, he came and he grabbed me. He beat me real bad. I couldn't see it was all blurry but I remember something hot against my head. I thought it might have been a smoke or something..." He whispered. "I dunno what hurt more my whole body or that on my head ... Maybe it was the smell on burning skin..." Michael stopped.
Sierra gagged. Michael was graphic. She held her mouth with her hand.
"Turns out. He heated up a brand ... He made it... He pressed it to the side of my head... Because he wanted me to know ... I was never going to forget him." He shook again.
Michael then told Sierra about the day another man opened the closet and took him. When Michael looked back his foster father was laying on the floor with blood all over the floor and clothes ... He depicted all the details.
Tears were steaming down his face.
"I ... I was glad..." He shook.
Sierra couldn't handle it. She wasn't that strong. She let go of his hand and she ran to the washroom slamming the door behind her.
Lincoln didn't dance, he made a rule to himself, I don't dance, but didn't mind when Hailey danced on him, it was like they was the only people in the room, Hailey could feel the E stronger than ever, it was making her want to be touched, her skin was alive with nerve endings begging to be pleased as she felt Lincoln's hands rub up her legs, up her skirt, his fingers playing over the soft lace of her thong, his could feel himself getting hard when ever he'd touch her, she was hot, he knew she was high, she glanced around the room before looking to Bruno giving her another pill, Lincoln declined, his hands brushing up Hailey as he see Sinead join them, her smile was alluring, but then Lincoln knew the smile wasn't for him, it was to Hailey, Sinead was slowly brushing her hands up Hailey's waist sandwiching her between herself and Lincoln. Lincoln kept his eyes open towards Sinead; her hair was slick smooth down her back, he eyes locked on his showing him a bag of pure skunk, her eyes meeting his. "I'll give you this, if I can take Hailey to the upstairs room…" her voice a purr, Hailey kept her eyes on her best friend, she didn't know what to say, but it was a moment of she didn't care, and she wanted to be touched, and Sinead was rubbing her hands over Hailey's stomach. Lincoln watched, he could feel Hailey taking deep breathes, moaning lightly.
"It's not up to me." he said, it was one of them moments most guys dream of, but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea until Hailey turned around pressing her lips onto his, her tongue brushed over his bottom lip before taking Sinead's hand, and Lincoln's hand leading them slowly to the upstairs bedroom, a load of guys cheering Lincoln on, who had no idea what was going to happen.
She turned pressing her head against the door. That was wrong. That was so wrong. It kicked up memories.
What Hailey went through to protect her, what all the men who hit them attempt to do, Did. She turned to the toilet throwing up painfully. She gasped for air while crying. Everything was going to her head. She felt the pizza come up again she put her head down choking it up. She couldn't handle any of this anymore. She was desperate. Her throat was burning, her stomach painful. She forced herself to stand up. Gazing at herself in the mirror, "Sie?!" Michael knocked on the door. Sierra watched herself blurred her eyes were glazed over in tears. "I ... Just need a minute!" She called her voice was shaking.
She panicked feeling around her pockets for a blade she'd left them all in her bag. She started shaking violently.
Her fingers twisted against her hair pulling at it. The pain was pleasure; the pain was pleasure but it wasn't good enough. She twisted around in the small washroom her eyes catching a blue razor. She grabbed it up like someone else would. Staring at it, it was used she eyes studied the fine hairs against the grain. It didn't matter anymore.
She pulled her pant leg up. She pressed the razor against her skin and dragged it over her thigh, inhaling a quick edged breath. She felt the burning.
It sparked her to smile. But the flame soon died she did it again and again. She watched blood pooling. She didn't feel any better.
She was getting anger.
"Why wont you work?!?!" She hissed to her cuts. She snapped the razor.
It cut into her hand but nothing.
She started digging around the washroom.
Looking for sharp, anything, Dull that could cut, she didn't care. She opened the mirror gazing inside.
Her eyes caught something, Something pretty, A shiny flash from a box edge cutter. Something you could cut cocaine with. Sierra's fingers shook.
Picking it up, She started at it and pressed her finger against it. She watched a drop of blood drip onto the counter.
Her eyes started to sparkle. She rolled her sleeves up. She'd never done it there before. She held it vertical on her wrist and she pushed down pulling the blade down. Her head swan. She almost moaned. The pain was beyond anything she'd experienced before. Blood bubbled up faster on her wrist.
She took it to her mouth and licked it. "Fucckk..." She gasped as the sting set in. She did it again, From her wrist to her inner arm.
Blood droplets hit the washroom floor, she ignored the dizzy in her head. Moving to her arm she made swift and quick slashes all over her arm, Both of them. Four long lines two on each wrist down were the worst. She fell against the shower door what thud.
Her eyes rolled back.
This was perfect ... Hailey could go all the places she wanted now, be with her friends, not have to stick up or worry about her again ... It was over...
She couldn't keep herself up anymore. She let herself fell to her knees, Closing her eyes. She spun... It was dark...
Hailey closed the door, the air in the room was tense, Lincoln had never been in this position before, but before he could change his mind, Hailey had now locked her arms around Sinead, their lips touching as they kissed deep, Lincoln locked the door, his eyes watching the girls making out, Sinead moving her hands under the boobtube, her fingers cupping at Hailey's boob softly, Hailey moaning lightly as Sinead broke the kiss looking to Lincoln, her eyes begging him to come closer, he did feeling her hand brush his against Hailey's other boob, he held it rubbing it slowly, Sinead taking the top off, and Hailey closed her eyes, she was sandwiched between them again, Lincoln behind her, Sinead in front, both touching her, her skin was alive, her heart pounding harder as Sinead started to kiss down her collar bone, Hailey feeling Lincoln's other hand brushing into her thong, his fingers played over her clit, she moaned deeper, Sinead's tongue going over her nipple making her trying to focus, both of them fighting to make her feel the most pleasure, Hailey hand moved behind her, it brushed up the front of Lincoln's jeans, it rubbed over his hard on, his moan deep, Sinead was moving down her body, removing the mini skirt, Lincoln's fingers still working on her clit, she was getting wetter, Sinead was lapping her tongue over Hailey's entry moving her knees go weak, Sinead moved slowly back up kissing Hailey again, Hailey taking her dress off, she pushed her bed friend on the bed, her eyes glancing behind to Lincoln, her eyes wide, but there was something then them making him want to be here even more. "Dusk, we need to undress Lincoln…" Hailey purred, Sinead smiled taking Hailey's bra and panties off, Hailey removed hers slowly.
"Yes Dawn we do…" Sinead waved Lincoln to them, he moved slowly onto the bed, the two girls working on taking his shirt off slowly, he feeling both them kissing down his chest, he closed his eyes, he knew Hailey was quickly to his belt, Sinead taking his boot and socks off, Hailey removing his jeans and boxers in one go. "Oh Dawn, I want to say, if I loved cock…" Hailey looked to Lincoln's hard on, her eyes lighting up, leaning down she placed it in her mouth slowly, Lincoln gasp hard feeling her tongue work around his girth, Sinead on the other hand kissed him hard, her kiss wasn't like Hailey's but he could feel Hailey running her fingernails down his thigh as she sucks hard on him, his eyes closed before Hailey stopped, the three of them moved up the bed, Lincoln sat in the middle as both girls started kissing heavily again, Hailey reached over to the bed side table taking out a condom, her eyes going to Lincoln before opening it with her teeth, she started to roll it down his hard cock, Sinead on the other hand was running her tongue down Lincoln chest, he kept his eyes on Hailey as she moved onto his hard on, her eyes closed feeling all of him enter her, Sinead moving back taking out a vibrater, she moved it between her thighs, she watched as Hailey rode on Lincoln slow at first, his hands holding her hips watching her going slow and sexy at first, he could hear the vibrater start as Sinead started to pleasure herself watching them, Lincoln moved one hand from Hailey's hip to the vibrater pushing it into Sinead who gasp, it was like nothing he'd imagined, Hailey getting faster, she was moaning deeper with each thrust, Lincoln groaning as e could feel Hailey tighten on him, she screamed as she come hard, Sinead squeak, but Lincoln could feel himself coming the noise must be making people listen outside the door, but they didn't care, it felt fucking good.
Michael had been knocking, turning the knob, it was locked. He finally couldn't take the silence anymore.
He kicked the door in. YES! Michael Scofield kicked the door in - ignoring the fact it was a cheap door and half busted anyway. Michael looked pretty macho.
The door flew open and Michael went to say something but froze. His eyes went to their wide form again.
He screamed a loud, high pitched girl scream.
Their was blood all over his washroom, their was a pile of Sierra against the shower her hands were covered in blood.
Michael freaked out. "SIERRA!" He yelled. His eyes went to the slashes across her arms. He ran to her. He was taking deep fast breaths and his head was dizzy.
He slapped himself. "Get a hold of yourself Michael!" He whispered. He went to touch her but stopped himself. He forced one hand to touch her cheek. It was cold. His fingers move down to her neck.
Feeling for a pulse he didn't come up with one. He tried again. Nothing. He was freaking out again he jumped up running to the phone. Michael dialled 9-1-1 listening to the ringing.
"Nine, one, one; what is your emergency?" A woman on the other line said.
"Yeah! I need... I need an ambulance to... To..." Michael forgot his address. "LINCOLN BURROWS APARTMENT!" He yelled.
"Calm down sir. What is your address?" She asked again.
"I... It's ... Crestent! Road! Drive! It's an apartment complex! SHE ISN'T BREATHING!!!!" Michael was panicking.
"Sir, Sir, what happened?" She kept calm.
"..BLOOD EVERYWHERE!" Michael screamed.
"410 Crestent drive? Does that sound right?" She was still calm.
"YES!" Michael yelled again.
"What number sir?"
"Uh... Uh... Sixty ... E. It's the back building! HURRY!" He was pacing with the phone.
"Do you know if your friend is breathing? Help is on route sir."
"NO! NO SHE ISN'T!" Michael dropped the phone.
The sirens were close but not close enough.
Michael shook the blood was on his hands. His hands were dirty!
He grabbed a pen he scribbled something down the blood smudged onto the paper.
Medics arrived and Michael yelled at them.
"How long has she been out?" One asked.
"I ... DUNNO!" Michael shook.
"Calm. You can't help your friend if you are not calm." He watched Michael.
"Is she on anything?" The second medic asked he had a name tag that said 'Ed'
Michael shook his head.
"No! HELP HER!" He cried.
He watched them as they intubated and V-Fibbed Sierra who wasn't responding. He couldn't take this. He followed them to the ambulance...
Hailey and Lincoln was making out in the hallways of the apartment block, it was two in the morning, his hands rubbing up her arms, kissing her strong, pushing each other against the wall, it was like she was flying, everything was magically, Lincoln kissing her, lifting her to wrap his legs around his waist as he pushed the front door open, they kept kissing until making it to the bathroom, Lincoln froze, the kissing stopped as he placed Hailey down, the blood, there was so much blood her stomach turned. "Sierra!" she called rushing into Michael's bedroom.
"Michael!" Lincoln called rushing into the living room, his eyes finding the note before reading it quickly.
"Sierra!" Hailey called again, no one was her, but her eyes finding Lincoln's before her hands touched her stomach.
"It's Sierra, she's in the hospital…" he handed Hailey the note, her eyes going wide, the tears brushing down, her stomach churned before she leaned forward throwing up.
