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Chapter 38, You Want Me To Be Serious?

Chapter 38

Holy crap did I hurt the next morning when I got up.  Edward did deserve some credit, he could flipping hit!  And to make matters worse he hit a girl!

Walking down the hall like I had been on drugs, I was kind of glad I had mopped last night after bringing half the ocean in with me.

Practically falling onto the couch, I stretched out trying to minimise the pain in my rib. 

‘You get hit by a bus yesterday too, did ya’?

Not even bothering to look, there was Peatry again………..sitting this time at the counter, still making his beloved coffee.  Groaning I rolled over, pressing my face into the back of the lounge.

‘Go away Peatry, for all you know I could have been doing drugs and you wouldn’t care’.

I heard a small gasp from Peatry’s direction, expecting some lecture about my habits; ‘I don’t pick you as a drug dealing girl, just one silly enough to pick fights with men twice the size of her’.

Throwing my hand up as a reply, I heard Peatry get up from his seat, now peering over the couch at me.  Looking up, I don’t know what he was expecting to see, I hadn’t even drawn blood yesterday.

‘Well I can tell you right now, you don’t look hung over or withdrawn from drugs so I’m going to go with my first hunch, you were fighting with my neighbour again’.

Groaning, I rolled back over to bury my face in pillows, Peatry was too good at guessing for his own good, I did wonder what he was like at Advertise Anything; being so cluey would have drove him mad, dealing with unwilling patients such as myself.

‘You going to tell me what happened or do I need to guess that as well’?

I stayed silent, listening to the sound of nothingness as Peatry sighed going back to his coffee making at the counter.

Minutes must have passed of dead silence before I heard subtle footsteps coming down the hall barely stirring me.  Waiting for the sarcastic comment, I rolled onto my side, keeping the sore rib away from harm as a large figure soon enough was in air over me.

Landing with a thump, Hunter sat on my rib; making me crumble in pain; ‘Holy………mother of……..Hunter!  Get your fat ass of me’!

Screaming in an almost high pitched voice, I couldn’t imagine what it was that gave it away what Hunter did had hurt…………a lot!

Sliding back to sit on my legs, Hunter was cracking up, hysterically laughing at my pain.  ‘Wow Princess, seriously did you get hit by a car again’?

A tear now running down my cheek, I held back the whimper of pain I could feel rising in my throat.

‘Awwww, she’s tearing up Liam; must be pretty bad……………’

Peatry gave a small chuckle, I could hear him now walking back over again; ‘you honestly think she’ll let me near her again, she’ll be right just give her a few days’.

Grunting I tried rolling over, having no luck with Hunter’s still fat ass sitting on my legs.  ‘You either get off me now or I will show how this pain really feels Hunter’!

I could see the challenge in Hunter’s eye as his fingers traced down the side of my leg with me already knowing what was coming.  Slowly his fingers began tracing circles on the bottom of my feet before his action turned into a tickle, making me squirm in pain.

Trying to sit up, I struggled feeling the pain of muscles pulling and I turned and moved.  ‘You’re an ass Hunter, why haven’t I beat you up yet’?