It's Not The Same - Philip Hamilton

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I wake up in the back of the truck. My head still hurts like hell. "Are you okay?" Angie asks. "Yeah, what about you?" Angie sighs. "Why do you never worry about yourself?" "Sorry Angie. I just didn't want him to hurt you." "It's okay Philip. I get it. I just worry about you." She sighed. She has a black eye, bruises on her arms, and a busted lip. Meghan is in the front with Theodosia, bandaging her arm.

Georges, Susan, and Frances are sitting in the bed of the truck. Lizzie isn't with them, so I just assume she left early. I didn't even see her when the fight was happening. "Is he awake?" Meghan asked Angie. The others got into the back seat with us. "How's your head?" Georges asked. "Still hurts." "Yeah, you probably have a concussion, and you're hungover."

"This isn't the first incident that's happened here." Frances started telling a story. "My dad died when I was 5. He got shot at this bar. They found his body by the dumpster." Frances stared off into the distance. She was obviously drunk. A guy on a motorcycle pulled up. "I gotta go." She got on the motorcycle and they rode off. "Who the hell is that?" Georges wondered out loud.

"Fuck if I know." Theodosia mumbled. "So what happened after I blacked out?" I ask Meghan. "Angie came over to make sure you were okay, and Theo followed her. George start hurting them again. He cut Theo's arm, and knocked her out too. She woke up about 15 minutes before you did though. By the time I got over there he was hitting Angie. Frances told me everything. I'm glad you're okay." I smile at her, despite the horrible pain in my head.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Meghan looks concerned. I just nod. "Well, I guess we better go." Georges says. "Come on Susan." I hear Susan vomiting. She drunkenly stumbles down, and they walk to Georges's car. "Theo, why don't you stay at our house tonight?" Angie offers. "Okay." Theodosia drops Meghan off at her house, and she drives us back to our place. Theo and Angie are staying in her room. I'm still pissed at what Eacker did to them. All because they wouldn't kiss for his own amusement. I don't even care that much that I most likely have a concussion. I finally manage to fall asleep.