Lena went to see Paul in the hospital as much as she could. Visiting hours only lasted so long. When she went to the front desk, the nurse told her that he would be getting out within the next day or two. She ran all the way to his room. He was sitting by the window. She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "The nurse says you can get out soon." Paul winced as he sat up in the seat. "Yeah…I know. That's good. I talked to my mom today. She's coming out to get me next week. She wants me home with them." Lena sat down on the bed. "That's good. At least you get to spend a week with me. Maybe I'll just go back with you." Paul smiled. "I'd like that Lena." She got back up and came to stand behind him, staring out the window. "I need to get off this island for good…" Lena trailed off. Paul squeezed her hand. The nurse walked in and knocked on the door. "Excuse me…but his wound needs to be redressed." Lena helped Paul up and onto the bed. She sat down in the chair and watched as Paul winced. She couldn't bear to see him in pain. "I'll be back in a while Paul…I've got to go do something." She let Paul kiss her before she left.
Lena was now sitting in the local police department jail. She was waiting for the officers to bring Kostos to the window. Kostos sat down and picked up the phone. "I didn't think you would come." Lena didn't laugh nor smile. "I've changed…like I've said. I didn't actually think you were capable of doing what you did." Kostos tapped his fingers on the desk. "All men are capable of doing even the meanest and worst things imaginable. I just wasn't thinking. I'm sorry." Lena threw her hand up in the air. "No need for excuses…I'm not charging. That only means you are getting charged for going crazy shooting a guy and then trying to skip town. Your bail should be lower."Lena laughed a little on the inside at that one. Of course Kostos would be charged heavily. Kostos quit tapping for a few seconds and looked around at his surroundings. "I don't know if you know how the law works in this country…I could be in here for more than a few months." Lena felt a sudden feeling of pity for him. But it left when she saw the look on his face. She leaned forward in her seat. "Paul should be getting out of the hospital in a few days. You know…the guy you shot? My boyfriend?" Kostos hadn't known it was her boyfriend. "We've been together for a year…and he hasn't gotten a girl pregnant yet." Even though the subject was touchy, Lena and Kostos both laughed a little bit. Kostos sat back in the chair. "I still don't know what I was thinking…I guess I can't ever change those things." Lena scoffed at his remark. "You guess! I guess time in prison has made you even more ignorant." Kostos leaned toward the window, looking directly into Lena's eyes. "I was right from the start." Lena looked at him. He went on. "I knew in the beginning that if I let this relationship get ruined, that you would turn bitter." Lena stood up out of her chair and grabbed her bag. "I'm not bitter," She said defensively, "I'm going now." Kostos stood up after she had walked away and yelled after her. "Oh no…Let me get the door for you." She turned around as the officer let her out. "You disgust me."
Lena hadn't told Paul where she was going. And she knew he wouldn't question it. When she got back to the hospital. Paul wasn't in his room. She stepped outside again and looked down the hallway. Paul was dressed and was standing next to a woman. Lena noticed her from pictures that Paul had showed her. It was Lydia. Paul turned around and saw Lena standing there with a dazed look on her face. He motioned for her to come over. Lena walked over to Paul and took his hand. Lydia looked down and noticed. "So…why haven't we met?" Lena smiled and looked up at Paul, and then her smile quickly faded. Why hadn't they met? They had been dating for a year…but Lena had never met his mom. Lena forced a smile and reached out her hand. "I'm sorry…it's just that I just graduated…you know. It was my senior year of high school. I had a lot of pressure on me." Lydia shook the outreached hand. "Well, it is nice to meet you. And congratulations on graduating. If you don't mind me asking, what are your college plans?" Lena looked down and bit her lip. Paul took notice to her discomfort. "Umm…Lena is attending the Rhode Island School of Design in the fall." Lena looked up and feigned a smile. "Thank you." She mouthed, but she didn't say it in a nice way. "If you'll excuse me, I need to be getting back to the house. I need to watch my sister." Lena didn't kiss Paul or shake Lydia's hand. She just left. Lydia had been talking to the doctor before hand and had followed him into a room on the side to look at Paul's charts. Paul hobbled over to Lena and grabbed her arm. "What's your problem? Effie's old enough to watch herself…you and I both know that." Lena jerked her arm out of his grip and turned to face him. "Just leave me alone. I need some time to think." She turned to leave again, but not before Paul got another word in. "You went to go see Kostos didn't you?" Lena didn't answer him. She got on the elevator and stood alone for the whole ride down.
Tibby had gotten a job at a local video store. It paid better than some other jobs, plus she could get all the movies she wanted. (Not that it will matter in two weeks, she thought to herself.) She was on her lunch break when her phone rang. It was Brian calling. She pressed the reject button and threw the phone back in her purse. Tibby couldn't talk to Brian right now. She had been offered the job in London, by Zahra, last night. She wouldn't be leaving for another week and a half. Her parents had said yes…mainly because they didn't have to pay a cent…and then because it was a good learning experience. She Tibby decided that she could tell Brian later. Later was ok, wasn't it?
He was after all…only her boyfriend. She didn't have to tell him everything right away…or at all.
Carmen hadn't seen Jack in a few days. She knew it was bad to be clingy…but Carmen didn't care. He was the only guy that had ever liked her for who she was…not for what she was. The Puerto-Rican booty. Picking up the phone she dialed his number. He picked up on the third ring. "Hello?" he asked. Carmen didn't say anything for a second. "Oh…I'm sorry…hey." He recognized the voice now. "Hey Carmen. What are you doing?" That was an easy question, Carmen said to herself, then "I'm just watching a movie. I'm so bored," out loud.
Kind of a rough chapter to write….I have to leave for school now….it's 7:47. But today is my last day! Woo and hoo! I will be back on later to write more….because I have no more homework! Jumps up in the air…then hits head on the ceiling.