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"Order for Andy? Extra-large hot chocolate?" I look up from my phone walking towards the barista. She holds out my coffee with a small smile before moving onto the next customer. I wrap both hands around the cup inhaling the chocolate scent before placing a ten-dollar bill on the table and walking out. I strode down the streets smiling to myself as I sipped my drink. I slowed down as I reached the apartment. I reached into my messenger bag before pulling out my key and opening the door. The lights were off signalling everyone was asleep. I was five in the morning and I had come back from cleaning up Mrs Smithson's shop. Her shop was open twenty-four hours a day but rarely anyone ever came at night.
I closed the door behind me with my shoe and moved towards the kitchen. I slowly unwrapped my scarf and took off my beret before dumping my messenger bag on the counter. I ran a hand through my blue hair tussling it a little before moving towards the couch where I flopped down. I picked up a book turning it over to find it was Daniels. God he was such a bore. I ran my hand over the cover fascinated by how old it was.
"Don't touch my stuff," I jumped dropping the book and turning around to find Danny standing with his arms crossed over his chest. He was wearing a tight dark black pyjama shirt and loose pants. His hair was all tussled.
"God you scared me." I said holding a hand to my heart.
"What are you doing up anyway?" I whisper shouted as he came over and picked up the book.
"I heard the door open. I thought we were being robbed…" He said looking down on me. I rolled my eyes and stood up, not realising how close he was. I nearly tripped and fell closing my eyes as I braced for the impact when I felt his hands wrap around my waist catching me before I hit the ground. I slowly opened them staring up into his cold blue eyes. I was about to comment on the sleep in his eyes when someone sneezed. Daniel stood up so fast that he dropped me on the ground. I groaned loudly as I hit the corner of the coffee table.
"Danny? What's going on?" I heard Henley ask slowly. She must have only just woken up.
"Nothing Henley, I thought I heard something. Go back to bed." He said with a charming smile. Henley sighed heading back to bed. I stayed quiet until the sound of her door closing loudly signalled Daniel to scowl at me.
"Great you woke up Henley," Daniel said moving away from me, not helping me up.
"Wasn't my fault. You're the Jackass that dropped me." I sat up slowly before groaning in pain and falling back down.
"What's wrong with you now?" He said coming back into my sight with a bigger scowl.
"Other than the fact that I have to deal with you? I think I broke my tailbone," I said slowly pressing it before hissing in pain.
"God. I knew you would be a pain in the arse," He said slowly before walking away.
"Hey where are you going?" I whisper shouted at him from my place on the floor.
"Back to bed. Have fun getting to the hospital." He said waving at me.
I flipped him the bird as he closed his bedroom door. I couldn't believe he was just leaving me here.
I slowly sat up but decided I was better just lying on the ground. I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
"Andy, Andy, Andy? Are you asleep?" A voice slowly stirred me out of my deep sleep.
"No," I said opening my eyes slowly, "I'm just training to die."
I looked up to see Jack and Merritt standing over me.
"Why are you sleeping on the floor?" Jack asked wrinkling his nose.
"It's just so much more comfortable here on the hard floor than my comfortable bed," I said sarcastically.
"And the real reason?" Merritt asked.
"I fell over and broke my tail bone," I said trying to sit up but squealed in pain.
"We should probably take you to the hospital," Jack said.
"You think?" I said sarcastically.
"Okay, okay Ms Sarcastic. Let's get you to the hospital," Merritt said picking me up bridal style.
Merritt started walking us to the door when he rammed my head into the door.
"Wrong with you is what the hell!" I yelled out. Jack and Merritt screwed up the faces at my sentence. I stayed quiet trying to piece together what I just said.
"Guys I broke my tailbone. Besides what I lack in common sense I make up for in sarcasm," I said rubbing my head. They shrugged and walked towards the car.
I lay in a hospital bed, bright fluorescent lights casting down on me. Merritt lay asleep in the armchair his legs folded comfortably over the small coffee table whilst Jack paced back and forth nervously as we waited for the doctor to bring me back my results. I sipped on my hot chocolate that Merritt had brought me as I cautiously watched Jack pace up and down beside my bed.
"You're not going to have a panic attack are you?" I questioned Jack as I held my face against my hand. He stopped walking and gaped at me.
"Why would you suggest that? We're in the hospital goddammit!" He said the last part quieter as if he was afraid of 'hospital' ghosts following him.
"What's going on Jack?" Merritt asked sitting up in his position, "All this pacing is making Andy nauseous and I can't sleep with your feet hitting the ground so hard," Merritt said as he lowered the hat so it covered his eyes.
"I'm sorry… it's just… I called Danny ages ago asking him to come and he hasn't responded. I mean… how we are going to be a team if we're constantly fighting against each other? How can we be a team if we can't support each other?" Jack said rubbing his eyes furiously. He seemed really anxious and I could understand why. We were risking our careers by being a part of this team. Jack was risking a lot more as he hadn't established a name for himself yet. This team had to be perfect otherwise it could all go to shit.
"I'm not sure they're coming," I said with a shrug, "Danny was there when I fell and he decided to go to bed without helping me. I don't think we'll ever be a team unless we let our ego's go. And I have to admit Danny's is very big." Merritt chuckled however quickly stopped as the doctor rushed in with an anxious expression.
"Andria Unitiy? Hi I'm Doctor Shore. Big fan of your father. Anyway the results came back and you're really lucky actually. Did you want me to go on in private?" He asked glancing around at Jack and Merritt.
I shook my head. If I was going to be part of this team then there should be no secrets.
"Well there is no easy way to say this but when scanning your brain we found not only do you have a concussion but…" the doctor trailed off sadly.
"I have a brain tumour… don't I." I said, a tear straining down my face.
"I'm afraid so."
I closed my eyes as another tear slid down my face.
"Can you excuse us for a moment doctor?" Merritt asked. I didn't see his face but I could tell they were both worried.
As the doctor left I raised a pillow above my head and screamed with all I had left, "FUCKING SHIT! WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT! FUCK YOU GOD!"