Twenty One

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We landed back in LA in once piece. There was a time that I needed the oxygen mask because I had trouble breathing. But after fifteen minutes, I was fine.

As we boarded off the plane, we walk inside the arriving area and see Jason waiting for us already.

"Thank god you two are fine." He says, hugging is both.

"Well. I wouldn't wanna call it fine." David says. "We have to take Lauren to the hospital."

"What? Why?" Jason asks.

"A crazy ass woman attacked me. Bruised my ribs and cut my arm open with a knife." I explain.

"Jesus." Jason sighs. "Come on." He guides David and I out of the airport and drives straight to the hospital. It didn't take long for them to see me, being that having a bruised lung with a chance of internal bleeding was pretty serious. They did an ultrasound or whatever it is to see my inside, scanning for any active bleeding.

"You're all good, Lauren. There's no sign of active bleeding. You'll be bruised for three to six weeks, basically the healing process. For now, take it easy, don't go running, breathe slowly and not heavy." The doctor says.

"Thank you." David and I say before exiting the trauma room and going back to Jason.

"Home?" Jason asks.

"Home." David says. It didn't take long for us to get home, which I was happy about. What I wanted to do was get home and jump into David's bed, even though I can't literally jump. I would but I can't.

"We took care of the place and by we I meant Natalie and I. Everyone was worried but they also somehow knew you two were safe and okay." Jason says as we walked through the front door.

"Fuck. I forgot about Natalie." David sighs.

"She's in her room. Nobody knows you're home yet." Jason says.

"Let's get you into bed while he goes talk to her." Jason says and guides me to David's bedroom. He assists me into bed and makes it comfy for me.

"Hey, Jason." I say. He looks at me with his brows raised up. "Thank you. I know what David and I did was...shitty. But through it all you stuck with us and made sure we'd be okay. Thank you." I say.

"No problem." He smiles. David walks through the door and climbs into bed next to me.

"Well? She pissed?" Jason asks.

"Obviously. She kicked me out because she wouldn't be able to stop crying." He says. "What about you? Are you okay?" He asks me.

"I'm fine." I tell him.

"Well. Seems like a lot has happened to you two. We'll talk tomorrow!" Jason says.

"Jason. I know you're severely pissed with us, maybe mostly me since it was my idea to take off like that. Let it out." David says. He looks at me and nods his head. "We'll take it now. It'll happen eventually."

"It can wait man. I'm not angry anymore with you." He says.

"Angry with David anymore?" I quickly caught on. Jason stops in his tracks and sighs.

"Jason. What's going on?" David asks.

"It can wait. You two rest." He says.

"Tell me." David sternly says. Jason doesn't hold back anymore and he turns his body to us.

"Trisha posted your sex tape. She snuck into your room while you two were..., I guess waited for you to fall asleep and she took it. Shared the video to her laptop and she posted it. I don't know how she managed to get onto your phone, she didn't tell me." He says.

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