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lets carry on please.

i started screaming and jerking all over the bed!

"THE WOMAN! I'VE GOT TO GET THE WOMAN! LET ME GO! SHE'S GONNA GET AWAY!" i screamed

"yn, darling! calm down! she already got away! i know you wanna help but there's nothing we can do!

"LET GO OF ME! SHE'S GONNA DIE! SHE'S GONNA DIE! I HAVE TO GO GET HER!" i said obviously dilusional.

though i didnt realize how stupid i was acting. I was shaking all over the bed and about to make the whoel truck topple over when i felt a stinging pain in my upper arm. I twacked the paramedic but suddenlt felt my head spinning and everything gradually goinf black. I looked down and saw throught the fading vision i had left that the paramedic had given me an IV... and she was gonna make me go to sleep. That was enough for me. I had to get that woman. I had to.

I woke up in a bed. Somewhere. I couldnt remeber what happened. Will was standing there in the room, reading a magazine. "Will?" i said, almost a whisper. "YN! Finally!" he said getting up, and walking to the bed.

"oh sweetie your alright!" will said and then closed his eyes and sighed a breath of relief.

I put my hands on williams shoulders.
"will! what the heck is going on? Why am i here and most of all WHY! are my legs strapped to the bed?

YN! please calm down, youre going to give yourself and all of us a heart attack! the lady is gone, okay???? please! just calm yourself!

"how can i calm myself,will?!i`m strapped to the bed,i`m angry and i NEED to get that woman!!now unstrap me NOW!"

William, frustrated that i was acting this way, put his arms on my shoulders and held me to the bed. He looked at me with anger and frustration showing obviously in his hazel eyes.
"YN! Listen to me! The lady is gone, the cops dont know where she went, and you are strapped to the bed. You are strapped to the bed because you have the doctors convinced taht you are a phsyco, and youre starting to convince me! Now, if you will calm down and lay still i will go get the nurse and tell her youre awake. can you do that?"
I was paralyzed.. i couldnt move or talk. Wills strong hands still held me to the bed and i couldnt get up. I felt a single tear escape from the corner of my eye as i quietly realized how i had been acting.

Will placed his hand on the side of my face and wiped the tear off with his thumb. he kissed my forehead right above my nose and held my hand while my tears poured down

i tried to talk but i really couldnt... i was too choked up./

he understood my body language and wrapped his arms around my neck. he kissed my hair and rocked me back and forth

'its okay, yn. I understand. You can cry."
will said as he cradled my head in his hands.

so i holded him tight and buried my head in his shoulders while i let the tears fall down...

it felt so good to get my feelings out in the open... i felt really bad for the way i had treated will.




where the heck os this story goign?

that's exactly what i was wondering?!!!
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yeah we gotta pick this up babes!
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while will was cradling me, the man that i had throw up on walked in obviously furious! he demanded to know who killed chase! he was blessing us out and spitting all over the place, blaming us for chase's death!

i finally lost it and started screaming at the man while some security guards restrained him. i yelled to him that he should have known what his own son was doing and that Chase should have been in jail and if his parents cared about him he would have been in jail and wouldnt have gotten killed! I screamed about three inches from his face and he spat on my foot. i grabbed his hair as my words seethed through my teeth

My words sank to a whisper as i forced the man to look into my eyes.
"if you wnatto blame anyone for chases death, blame yourself." i said.

ok,wow.....where the HECK are we going with this?!
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