Chapter 41.

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Anderson

After about 10 minutes of talking it over, Brielle and I go back in to talk to Darnell and Tiffani about staying with us.

Now I know what you're thinking, "You barely even know them. They could be criminals or serial killers that use a sob story to lure in their victims."

Yeah, we thought about that too. Or you might not be thinking that at all or thinking the opposite. "OMG, that is so thoughtful of you guys! That's a great idea."

Obviously we went with that idea.

"Hey guys, it's getting pretty late, so Tiff and I should get going." Darnell says grabbing Kolton and Tiffani grabbing the seat.

"Wait," I say. "We have something we want to talk to you about." I look at Brielle. She nods. "Where are you guys staying?" She asks. "Well, I'm not sure but, as of tonight, I got us a hotel room." Darnell answers.

"Oh well that's great! But umm," Brielle starts. "We would love for you guys to stay with us." I finish. They stare blankly at us. "Wait, You guys what us to stay with you?" Tiffani asks. Brielle nods.

"No, we can't. We don't want to intrude." Tiffani objects. "No, we insist." I say. "Are you sure? What does your parents say about this?" Darnell asks. "Well, I live alone. I mean other than Brielle." I say looking at her. 

"And I totally 1000% agree with this." She says. "You sure?" He asks. I nod. "Come on, my car is in the garage. We can get everything set in there." I say walking out the door. I stop and go back to kiss Brielle. "I'll be right back." "Ok." She says. 

They grab Kolton and follow me outside to my car. They pack some stuff in his car and in mine.

Brielle

Not long after they left someone knocks on the door. *knock knock* "Come in!" I yell. "Hi Ellie. How are you?" I roll my eyes to the sound of her voice. Ugh, this bitch. She gets on my damn nerves. "I'm fine. I just can't wait to get the hell out of here." Koralee laughs. "You are so funny Ellie!" She slaps my arm. I tried so hard not to slap her face 10 times harder.

Breathe Brielle Breathe. I remind my self. "Do you see any clothes?" I ask. She laughs and looks at me. "For what?" "So I can get dressed so I can leave this bitch ass hell hole." I say in a 'duh' tone. She laughs again. "WHAT THE FUCK IS SO FUNNY?!!?!" I yell.

She jumps back at my action. "You don't know?" "Know what?" "You can't go home until your 2 weeks are up." "WHAT?!?" She laughs at my surprise and I lose it. I pounce on top of her.

Just then, Andy, Darnell and Tiffani come back. Darnell and Andy try to get me off of her. Tiffani gets the intern. "BRIELLE ADRIANNA MARIE!!" Andy yells. I finally calm down and realize what I was doing. Koralee was curled up in the fetal positon on the floor. Crying.

My hands were red and bruised. I don't want you to think I'm a fucking lunatic. She had it coming. She has been messing with me the second I walked in the door. Just so recently she's been 'nice' because of the intern she has a crush on.

His name is Corbyn. He just started last week. She was only decently nice because she knew I knew she had a crush on him and tried to keep me quiet. If he knew how she was before he came, he'd never look at her again.

Now I know what you're thinking. "If she was giving you a hard time, why didn't you report her?" Well, I did. And it's not that simple. Especially when you're dealing with Koralee Adams. 

"OMG! Koralee!?!" Tiffani gasps. "Tiffani?" She kneels down and hugs her. "What the hell happened?" Andy asks. "This bitch is crazy! She totally just attacked me!" Koralee says.  Andy looks down at me disappointed and angry.

"Brielle? Is this true?" I look around. Darnell, Tiffani, Andy, and Corbyn are all staring at me like I just killed her. "I-I-I....bu-but she was.." I try to get out but I am unsuccessful. I start crying as everyone leaves and shakes their heads in disappointment.

"Andy wait!" I say. I grab his arm but he yanks it away. He turns around. "I am very upset with you right now Brielle. I never thought you would do something like that." He leaves me sitting there crying, on the cold hospital floor. 

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