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She’s blunt and to the point, which I appreciate

“How did this happen again?” she asks, eyeing h pity to drown myself in

Appreciation gone

I technically don’t have to answer, but the excuse slips my from my mouth anyway

“I s that cahten, I realize it probably wasn’t the right excuse

“Huh,” she says, her voice suspicious “Usually fingers don’t break when they’re crushed like that And especially in the er was broken”

“Are we done here?” I ask i, seeitation

“If you don’t feel saf—”

“I feel fine,” I snap, cutting her off I don’t want to go down this road The last thing I need is a nosey ass nurse asking questions and trying to pry into lad I didn’t tell her about the head wound Ryan said I hadn’t bled, and there’s a s on the back of h, so I’ht concussion I had already healed from the last concussion, courtesy of Billy

Ryan already promised he’d wakethe concussion

I wouldn’t have to cood forbidden hellhole in the first place if I was able to fix er myself Unfortunately, it was too far bent forneither of us have any medical experience, it’s likely ould’ve just made it worse

Billy did have medical experience There’s no way he acquired his e I get the feeling that Billy dealt withto the hospital, he learned how to handle them himself He had to have had someone teach him surely His connections reach far and to people with many different occupations

Cops Politicians Business men Doctors Even celebrities

Luckily, I’ve only had ers, toes, and my nose Billy would set my bones back into place for me I was never under the i an imperfect prostitute wouldn’t sell very well

The nurse gives er I hardly listen, too anxious to get the hell out of here Ryan’s outside the door, waiting for o alone, just in case the nurse who helped me is a male Said he doesn’t like it when another er he broke