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That was the worst sleep I had. It was so terrible. Usually when I take my pain medicine it makes me sleep good. But I couldn't sleep. All I could think of was when A hit me with the car. I was slowly getting memory back from it. I actually could see my self being thrown into the air.
It was around 4am. The boys were sleeping. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was my dad. He went and grabbed his jacket. "Bye dad!" "Shit!" He jumped. I couldn't help but laugh. "I didn't know you were awake! Are you feeling okay?" He asked me.
"Not really. I am hurting" he made confused face. He stepped over the boys bodies and walked to my little table. "Did Clayton not give you the medicine?" He asked me. "Yeah he did. He gave me this one" I reached for the bottle.
I handed it to my dad and he sighed. "He gave you ibuprofen. See this is a good example of if you want sometning done right, do it yourself!" He smiled as he grabbed the other medicine.
"Here baby I'm sorry take this one and you should be able to sleep good." He handed me the pill. I took it with water. "Clayton does have a job interview around 9 so you will be with Justin is that okay?" My dad wondered.
Of course it's okay! "Yeah that's fine" he smiled as he kissed my head. "You don't need another one till around 3 tomorrow but I should be home then to give it to you." I nodded at him.
I like the pain medicine. It makes me sleep a lot. It makes me not really think as much. "Sounds good." "Bye darling I'll see you later" "bye dad" he left.
"Scarlett. Scarlett!" Someone was calling my name. I opened my eyes. Justin was standing in front of me smiling. He was holding some flowers. "Good morning!" He spoke. I smiled at him. He stuck the flowers to me.
"For you!" "You are so kind!" I took them from him. I sat up and on my but. "So I was thinking" "okay?" "How about me and you have a day filled with.. fun!" The laughs escaped. "Alright!" "Perfect! We are going to go somewhere" I winded my eyes.
"I can't go anywhere looking like this!" I had pajama shorts and a shirt on. My hair was in a braid. I had no makeup on. I was a hot fucking mess!
"Your dad has a few of your clothes down here, you can take your hair out the braid and it will be nice and curled and we can just go!" Justin was really trying to get me out the house.
"Okay, fine! You win!" "Yes!" He shouted as he smiled. He gave me the bag of clothes. I picked out this cute black flower dress and a little coat to go on top.
He helped me move to my wheelchair and I went into the bathroom and changed, brushed my teeth and fixed my hair. "Hey do you see any of my makeup down here?" I called out.
"You look beautiful without it!" He told me. I sighed. "Go to my room and get my purple tub of mascara, my lip gloss, and the yellow bottle of perfume please!" He laughed from the living room.
