At 3:30, Diin was shaking Keitorin awake. "Keitii, wake up, its 3:30, time to get up."
"Go away, let me sleep," Keitorin said.
"Fine by me."
Diin left the room and went to look for a pail, all he found was ice cream pails with blood stains in them. "Fuck, I guess I'll have to wash this out then."
After he washed out the pail, he filled it with ice cold water. He walked quietly over to where Keitorin slept, being careful not to make the floors creak, and then…
-SPLASH-
"I said it's time to wake up," Diin said with a smirk on his face.
"You little fucker," Keitorin said as she got up and wrung out her clothes. Diin noticed there was a look on Keitorin's face that he didn't like, so he started to run around the room, and upstairs.
After about twenty minutes of running, Diin was tired, so he found a comfortable place on his floor and just lay there. He waited for about ten minutes, and Keitorin never showed up. He started to get worried, so he got up and started looking for her.
In the hallway by the stairs, Diin was walking by, when Keitorin jumped out and scared the living shit out of him. He jumped about 2 feet in the air, stumbled backwards and fell ass over heels all the way down the stairs.
The fall only lasted about seven seconds, but to Diin it felt like seven minutes. He lay in a crumpled heap at the bottom of the stairs.
Keitorin just stood there in shock from what had just happened. "Oh fuck," she said, then she ran down the stairs to where Diin was. "Are you okay!" She asked in a worried voice.
"Ugh, what the bloody fuck was that for?" Diin asked, just a little pissed off that his girlfriend made him fall down a set of 25 stairs. "I think my legs are broken, hold on let me check." He tried to move his legs, but there was an incinerating pain just behind his kneecap, that felt like someone had just dug a screwdriver through the back of his knee. "Ouch, fuck, yeah, they're broken."
"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she said as she wrapped her arms around his torso. "I'm gonna take you to the hospital okay?"
"I don't think you have to."
"Well, I'm going to whether you like it or not."
"Ugh, fine."
Diin stood up, bracing his back against the wall, and using his arms to steady himself. He tried to walk, and failed horribly. Diin fell down another set of stairs, shattering his spine, and breaking a few ribs.
He was unconscious for the next hour and a half.
Chapter 4 End
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Well, thats it for this chapter, I'll be sure to update sometime soon, and review this chapter so i have some ideas for the next one