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What do you guys think of Oliver bringing Rachel flowers....or trying to ask Natasha out?
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It's a short and spicy chapter!
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Chapter 16
"Do I have to go?" Rachel asked.
"Yea c'mon" I said gesturing her towards the door.
"Natasha, I really don't want to."
"Rachel you have to." I said.
"Naaaattttaaasshhhaaa" she whined.
"Got everything you need?" I asked.
She nodded.
"This is the consequence that comes with your actions" I said.
"What about my parents?"
"I told them you're going to live with me for a while."
"Promise you'll visit?" she asked.
"Every Week. You'll be fine, before you know it, the two months will be over and you'll be back."
"Bring visitors with you."
"Like who?" I asked raising an eyebrow
"Oliver"
"Beatrice, Cam and Chad. Oooo and Mr.HottiePants" she quickly added.
"Back off missy!" I said as I hit her.
She flinched.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to" I said
I hit her right were she cut.
"It's fine" she let out.
We walked out to the car as Rachel said goodbye to everything in sight, even the driveway...
"Here we are, Saxford Institution of Rehabilitation" I said as cheerful as possible.
Rachel started crying.
"Oh please don't cry" I said rubbing her back.
"I'm sorry, I said I wouldn't cut again."she sobbed.
"I know sweetie but you have to go" I said.
"Okay" and we went.
We approached this ginormous white building that had bars on every window. The main entrance door had a big black gate and a box that had a speaker and a keypad.
I pressed the button.
"Hi, I'm Natasha, I'm admitting my friend Rachel in today, docs orders." I said into the machine.
"Rachel Mendoza?" a high pitched voice called out.
"Yes ma'am" I answered.
"Oh god, I hope I don't have to hear that voice everyday or I'll really go crazy." Rachel said.
"You won't be hearing my voice everyday I work at the front desk." The tall lady behind the machine said.
Oops. I still had the button held down..
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