Chapter 3! Yayyyyy!

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I woke up smelling antibiotics and hearing a beeping. I ran my hand through my hair. I opened my eyes still dizzy. It sudenly hit me. I was running and heard a crack. I sat up quickly alert.

"Rae, sit down. You need to rest." A voice warned suddenly calming me. I looked around I was in a hospital room.

I looked up to see it was Dylan. Sudenly I heard the creak of a door opening. I looked up.

A lady in her late twenties came in.

"Ah, our patient's up!" She had that happy strange face doctors have trying to make you comfortable on.

"What happened? Did I break my leg?" I quizzed her.

The doctor shook her shaggy brown hair.

"Even I was surprised. By the noise you were making when that young man brought you in I thought you had snapped it in half and shattered it."

I rolled my ankle slowly. Nothing.

"But I remember that crack! Did I atleast sprain it?" I protested. This was imposible.

She looked at me strangely. "No, why are you so upset?"

"Because I remember that crack! It is imposible!" I was almost screaming. The lady thought I was insane. So I shutup after I noticed the worry in Dylan's eyes.

I sighed and counted back from ten. Even if it was imposible, it happened.

"I'm sorry, I am just a little freaked out ." I slowly apologised. The doctor sighed as she started to fill me a slip to get out of gym I stopped her.

"I'm suspended, I broke a girls ankle." I warned. I didn't want her in here when I asked what happened to Dylan. It was none of her buisness.

The Nurse nodded then, walked out making an escuse that a patient needed help.

"Dylan, what happened?" I started. Not wanting to explode.

"You f-f-fell the guy Steve I think his n-n-name was, carried you with Ryan and then left with his n-n-number." Dylan had a small stutter I noticed.

I sat up quickly at the word number. "Give me!" I demanded.

She handed it over. I quickly added it to my phone, then sent him a text.

To:Steve

Hey, it's Rae. I surprisingly didn't break anything.

Seconds later my phone buzzed.

From:Steve

Hey. Wow, you were screaming and crying so much. You soaked my shirt.

Dylan stared at me. "I have to go, I had study hall this period and they let me go to see you. Bye." She sounded pissed off.

To:Steve

Omg! I am so srry! I usually don't cry, did Ryan give you a hard time?

Wow he was fast at texting.

From:Steve

Its fine. And I can tell ;) Your bro thought I broke your leg, but the chick Dylan told him you slipped on Ice

Note to self thank Dylan.

To:Steve

Good. Oh bull poopie, nurse brb

A nurse came walking in. "You are free to go." She layed my clothes on the bed.

I groaned. They cut up my jeans! It was the middle of December and they cut up my jeans like short shorts Monica would wear! I changed and frowned. I didn't have a ride. Shit. I pulled on my boots and walked swiftly jogged down the stairs. On my way down I saw a bald woman staring out the window. I stopped and stared. The turned on my heel and jumped three steps at a time.

I felt a hot tear slide down my cheek. Cancer just always got me. No matter what I did. I think it started when I was in Elementary fourth grade and I saw a girl crying on the swings.

"What's wrong?" I sat next to her, after pushing a kid off the swing next to her.

She sniffled and wiped a tear off her cheek. "My Daddy passed away yesterday."

I froze. "How?"

"Cancer.' She said starting to sob. And I didn't know what it meant but I knew it was bad and started to cry too.

I stopped at the door. A cold breeze hit me and I couldn't go out. I thought about calling someone then it hit me. Steve obviously wasn't in school, and if he was I bet he'd come and get me.

I quickly tapped into the contacts and called him.

"Yo, Rae?" He asked unsure.

"Yep, hey can you come and get me? Ryan's at class and I don't feel like getting nagged at." I almost begged.

"Hmmm. I don't know." He teased.

"I don't have a coat and they cut my shorts up!" I whined.

That got him. He laughed. "Yeah, you want me to bring a pair of sweats?" He offered.

"And a coat.' I pleaded.

I heard him chuckle on the other end of the line. "Be there in twenty minutes."

"Thanks Steve." I said before I noticed he hung up.

I sat in the waiting room before seeing Steve walk in his hazel eyes searching for me.

'Steve!" I called out.

His head turned and when he saw me he walked over passing a pregnant lady screaming at her husband.

"Harold! I want a hamburger!" She hit her husband on the head with a magazine. I started to giggle hysterically.

Steve's eyes filled with amusment but didn't say anything. He tossed me a big black sweat shirt and sweat pants I quickly slid them on over my clothes. and jumped up.

"Ready!" I exclaimed. I didn't know why but their was something making me feel rushed when I was around him. Or texting him.

I linked arms with him and we went out the door. Steve walked me to a bakc beaten up truck I took the keys from his hands and slid in the car.

"How did you do that?" He asked very confused.

"I'm very sneaky." I giggled then turned the heat on.

Steve seemed a little out of it. A couple of times I caught him muttering to himself about something. Once we reached my house I quizzed him to see if he was okay.

"Steve are you okay?" I looked at him eyes watching him.

"Uh... Yeah, do you want to go out for a movie sometime?" He blurted out. I bit my lip so I wouldn't giggle.

"Yeah. How about tonight?" I asked. His eyes filled with surprise I said yes. I wonder why he was goregous. Magazine model goregous. I was surprised a photographer didn't pop out and asked him to work it.

"Sure! What movie do you want to see?" He asked very fast. He was so nervous! It was adorable.

"Steve, calm down. I said yes the hard part is over." I calmed him down.

A idea hit me. "Do we have to go to the movies? Can we go over to your place and watch my favorite movie of all time?" I asked really fast. I sounded like Steve just did! I let out a big breath.

Steve chuckled. "What movie is that?" He studied me closely.

"Rocky Horror." I said with a blush. It had been my favorite movie ever since my parents left the box on the ground when I was five. I picked up and watched the movie. Not appropriate for a five year old. But then again i've never been apropriate.

"Never seen it. I'll give it a try. I'll pick you up at eight?" He asked before I opened the door. I jumped out.

"That sounds great." I smiled and ran up to my house Steve stayed outside to make sure I made it in okay.

I hopped out of the shower. I looked at my phone. It was 6:52. I blow dried my hair. It was in bouncy curls. I wrapped a towel around my self and walked in my room then locked the door.

After I got dressed I stood infront of my big mirror. I was wearing a pair of light blue shredded skinnies, a black v-neck and black knee-high uggs.

"I look H-O-T!" I prep talked my self. I brushed my hair into pigtails. I was one of the only girls who could still pull them off. My dark hair was soft and it was in the best condition it had been in a long time. I usually just run a brush through my hair and braid it on a regular day.

I heard the dowstairs door open. "Ryan?" I called down the stairs. There was no answer. I slid down the railing. But not before I grabbed my brothers metal baseball bat.

I walked into the kitchen and dropped the bat.

"Daddy?" I whispered just as the bat hit the ground making a huge clink.

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