LOGINKids got fevers. Lily had them all the time, runny nose, cough, high temperature but they disappeared after a night of cartoons, orange juice and some medication. But why wasn't this one leaving.Was it because of the fall?While Chloe pressed Mira for answers that night as to who her one night stand was Lily had fallen. Someone, she had gotten on her bed and started jumping, she slipped and leg bruising her arm and giving her a cut behind her ear.Turns out she was cold and had to do the exercises her homeroom teacher taught them; jump to ward off the cold. And since then she's been running hot. She would fall asleep on the couch while eating, she didn't argue when I carried her to the bath, and she wouldn't even take candies.I took her to a couple hospital and they all say the same thing, it's just fever, she caught a cold and the fall worsened the whole thing, but that didn't explain the tiny bruises around her arms and legs that I can swear didn't come from the fall.We've gott
I pushed the apartment door shut and leaned against it for a second, letting the cool wood press against my back. My ribs ached from the movement and so did my head. The conversation with Jace had drained whatever energy the hospital had left me with.From Lily's room, I could hear water running and Lily's giggles echoing off the bathroom tiles. Chloe was handling bath time. One less thing to worry about, I can't imagine crouching with such pain and putting up with Lily's water fight.I kicked off my shoes and padded toward the bedroom, ready to peel off these hospital clothes and fall face-first into my pillow. But as I passed the table, a phone on it pinged with a message. I looked up to see Mira making something in the kitchen. Chloe never leaves her phone unattended even when she's asleep so it's definitely Mira.I picked up the phone, about to call out to her when the screen lit up again with another notification and another, and another.Okay, what the heck!I looked down at
I lowered myself onto the couch slowly, one hand braced against the armrest, while Chloe fluffed pillows behind my back and Mira disappeared into the kitchen to make tea.Lily was already in her room, coloring at her small desk, Mira had bribed her with a new pack of crayons to give me a few minutes of quiet."You need to lie down," Chloe prompted, for the fifteenth time."I'm sitting Chloe, that's enough, I can lie yet, my body hurts.""The doctors should've waited before discharging you. How are you supposed to sleep tonight."“I'll take some pain killers–” A knock suddenly came on the door.Chloe and I exchanged a look. She crossed to the peephole, peered through, and her shoulders tightened."The cops," she said quietly.They were probably here because of the accident. I heard a couple others got injured and wanted to sue until they heard the driver died and the other driving the truck had some head Injuries. "Let them in."Chloe pulled the door open to reveal two officers stood i
I tried to move but something pulled at my arm back. It was an IV line dangling above me.I forced my eyes open and stared at a ceiling I didn't recognize. White tiles with a dozen of Fluorescent lights, and curtain to my left, half-drawn.I squeezed my eyes shut, as I remember how I got here.Someone please tell me he's been arrested?I turned my head slowly and that alone made my temple throb. There was a couple machines beside me. A heart monitor, my IV drip and bandages wrapped around my left forearm, visible where the hospital gown had ridden up.I stared at it, flexing my fingers one by one. They worked, everything seemed to work.That's a relief.But everything hurts. My bones, my head, my skin all hurts."Good morning, Ms Bishop." A nurse appeared at the foot of the bed, clipboard in hand, smiling warmly at me. "Or should I say good afternoon, you've been out for a while."I tried to speak and winced back at the very rough and stinging sensation."Take it slow." She poured wat
I wiped the kitchen counter, and tried to peel the pancake syrup off Lily's chin with a paper towel, when my phone buzzed against the granite of the kitchen counter.It was an unknown number. I think I need a new number.I wiped my hands on my jeans and picked up the phone, answering."Ms. Bishop?" A woman's voice, professional but not cold. "This is Rachel from Brightwell Partners. I received your application last night."I exhaled in relief. Jenna had asked for my resume last night to submi, because as much as there was a vacant position and she loved my work it still didn't mean I'd get accepted. "Yes, hello.""Jenna spoke very highly of you. We're in a bit of a time crunch, as I'm sure she mentioned." She paused and I heard the sound of paper rustling. "Would you be available for a quick interview this morning? Around ten?"This morning?I glanced at the clock on the microwave. 8:04. Less than two hours.I can do that.“I'll be there,” I said, already running through the mental c
I grabbed the bowl of potato chips and placed it carefully on the desk when a knock came on the door. I wiped my hands on the apron and rushed to open the door.Mira practically burst in, her arms full of takeout bags."Okay, don't freak out, but I heard about what happened with Jace and I'm here for the whole gist," she announced as she followed me to the kitchen and dumped the bags on the counter. “Also, she said not to mention about a McHottie, but I also want to know about that too.”“She did not say who he is?”Mira raised her perfectly arched brow, “No, now I'm double curious.”“The guy from the wedding that gave us a ride.” I turned the dumplings she got into three different large bowls and a smaller one for Lily. “Oh…OH!.” She scratched her neck, “He's hot I'll say that, like CEO dark romance hot, so…”“Yes,” I handed her two bowls, I grabbed two and we headed to the living room. “He's hot, he's super hot, he’s flaming hot but let's not go beyond that. There's nothing going o







