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by Chulance on Mon Dec 13, 2010 6:47 am
Dale froze, he had no idea what was coming next, he knew his wife hated him, technically she had a 'right'to hate him. He'd abandoned her, and his kid,he had even forget his gender. Probably a boy he thought to himself. He had no idea how wrong he was, plus he hoped she didn't get in control of any of his money while he was staying here. He wondered if the hospital had even contacted her, or he'd just beg, with his injuries he was in no condition to argue. Worse, no condition to argue with someone who no doubt hated his guts. Damn it, what if she just don't pick up, I don't know any body else..god damn bitch all because I left her her with a damn baby.
He wanted to speak, he couldn't go back to the hospital that left him open, vulnerable to the numerous people that wanted to end his life. He didn't know if she was one of them, but he had a better chance with her then with some other people. "You have to listen to me..I need to stay here for a liiiitle amount of time, because I got banged..up in..a.."Fight" and..I can pay you." If she calls the god damn police. He heard an infant, and groaned, he always hated babies, shitting and pissing everywhere, making noise, he couldn't understand how people could stand them, and love them so much. He groaned raising his right arm, and banging on the door again. "Come on! Check your voice males damn it, I bet the hospital called you, told you I needed somewhere..to stay..and I didn't know nobody else."
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