Chapter 8
"Ah! How do you get into so many fights and get injured so easily?" someone screamed.
Then I heard something metal hit someone.
"What's going on over there? Ed are you alright?" I asked worried.
"Who is that, and how do they know your name? Did someone else get hospitalized because of you?" they said.
"Winry you jerk, why did you hit me in the head with your wrench. And the girl on the other side of the curtain is Anna, my girlfriend." Ed said.
"There's a girl in your room! Wait a second, you have a girlfriend?!" Winry said.
Winry walked to my side of the room and saw me lying in my bed.
"Um, hi" I said shyly.
"You don't look like you were hurt, why are you in the hospital?" Winry asked me.
"Well because my injury is under my sheet, right here." I said pointing to the bandages on my side.
"Oh, did you get those from Ed over there?" Winry asked pointing to the other side of the room.
"I can hear you Winry." Ed yelled not sounding amused.
"Actually I got this from saving his butt." I said pointing in the general direction Ed was in.
Then the curtain opened and Ed was standing about a yard away from me. It looked like he was pissed, I don't know if he was pissed at me or Winry, possibly at us both.
"Winry why are you in here anyway?" Ed asked pissed at Winry, not me.
"I came to fix your auto mail; Al called for me to come. Looks like she needs her arm put back on." Winry pointed to me.
"What!? What happened to my arm?" I checked my leg, but it wasn't there, "Crud my leg is gone too. Guess they didn't want me to run, but why take them off?" I was hysterical; the doctors took both my arm and my leg off me. I wonder where they could be.
"You have an auto mail leg too?! Can I see?" Winry asked me, eyes flashing brightly.