Week to week

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JOE P.O.V .: the life inside the rehabilitation center was hard, but at the same time, it was beautiful. I had some new friends but I did not share a room with anyone. The first and second week passed quickly. The third was one of the hardest ... but I had a reward.

Doctor: this weekend the first visitors can come to see you

Joe: thanks

Doctor: it's nothing ... you'll only have two shifts to see people this Saturday

Joe: okay, can I use cell phones?

Doctor: just for some things

Joe: Instagram is allowed?

Doctor: only if you delete all your bad contacts

Joe: okay, I'll do it right now

Doctor: fine, we'll talk later, byee

Joe: bye (I did what he said and then turned off my phone. Tomorrow my family was coming to see me, and hopefully, Demi too. Or Blanda, whatever)

The next morning, I took a bath and dressed decently before my family arrived.

Denise: Joe, son (they all hugged me, we had a nice time together and when they went back home. She arrived)

Demi: hello stupid asshole (she shouted from some meters afar)

Joe: hello fucking idiot (we bith laughed and she literally ran to me, I lifted her in my arms and we were like that for some minutes) I missed you, a lot

Demi: me too

Joe: I'm happy to see you

Demi: I'm not (I looked at her surprised) I'm happy cause..

Joe: cause?

Demi: I'm staying to sleep with you tonight (I was so incredibly happy to know this. She was doing all I did for her and so, this was amazing. I'm so ready for it.)

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