Okay, Here is another chapter by .Jesus.
Yes, you can post more than once.
And I hope it's easier to write a chapter where this oe leaves off.
(SPOV)
I woke to the sound of anxious footsteps fading from one side to the other. I slowly opened my eyes to see Marshal pacing with one arm behind his back and the other resting on his chin in thought. He glanced at me and looked back down, soon realising my wide eyes, and quickly whipped his head in my direction, "Sonny! You're awake!" he stopped pacing and raced over to my side.
"Where's everyone else?" i slowly sat up gripping my head and looked around the crowded room full of balloons and cards, "Where's Chad? Is he alright?"
"Absolutely. One hundred percent almost okay!" he smiled brightly. I narrowed my eyes in confusion.
"Almost?" he wiped his hand acrossed his head and smiled weakly. "What's wrong?"
"Well, he might have a concussion..." he trailed off.
"From a stupid hat rack?" I shook my head and threw the hospital covers off of my body, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.
"Sonny," Marshal put a hand out to stop me, "You need to relax, so, just put your head back on that pillow and shut your eyes," he gently pushed my shoulder back. I pushed his hand back and stood up shakily.
"What room's he in?" Marshal closed his eyes shaking his head, "Marshal, please?" He looked up at me.
"The room over," he huffed and moved over for my advancement to the hall. I nodded a thanks and hooked a left into Chad's room. Standing in the doorway, I brushed my knuckles against the door to knock. Tawni looked up from her phone, that she was currently texting on and smiled.
"Sonny! You're okay! Thank goddness! I do not know how to handle sick people," she stood up and gestured for me to sit in the chair next to Chad's side. "Sit; I'm leaving anyways." I nodded again and slowly sat in the uncomfortable chair. She smiled down at me before letting a squeal escape her lips as she rushed out of the stale room.
I looked at Chad and smiled, grabbing his hand. "You know, this wouldn't have happened if you learned to knock." I looked down while rubbing circles on his hand.
"Yeah, but this keeps things interesting." my head shot up in surprise.
There you go.
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