Emergency Room Encounter

by Pandora's Box Is Heavy

A night spent in the ER with an injured football player across the hall. Their chemistry is instant and it all begins with a raccoon/cat. 175 "chapter" drabble. 5 updates a day.

23. BS - better get to steppin'

23

Bella Swan/better get to steppin'

I didn't think this through.

When I tried to escape the raccoon/cat, I landed in some lady's yard.

She was kind and offered to drop me off at the ER, but now it's three in the morning.

Uber's scare me, and they've taken over the city.

Looks like I'm limping home.

According to Maps, I won't make it home by foot until after six, and that's not taking my injury into consideration.

I might as well just walk back to work and take the heat for wearing the same clothes two days in a row.

Maybe Alice will let me wear scrubs for the day.

I can take a whore's bath in the employee bathroom.

This could totally work.

Black's Garage better call to let me know they've fixed my car soon, or I'm going to blow a gasket ... like my car did.

I'm limping down the sidewalk when a car pulls up.

"Hey, baby, how much?"

I flip the driver off before I recognize the voice.

"Emmett! I thought I'd never see you again."