Chapter 8-Jail-
Cory's pov
I felt myself waking up. I looked around, and saw some soup and hot coco. I took a sip of coco, and then wondered around to find Shebly. I mean, I found her. On her bed... Crying? I hid, but close enough so that I could here. "I'm sorry... Cory... Why won't you wake up? Are you dead? No... But he could... I don't even know..." She sobbed. I looked at the clock in her room. I left at like 4 pm. It was 2 am in the morning. My arm. I looked at it. The cuts. Blue spiraled around them, healing them. "Should I stop healing...? Yeah. They are... Smaller now." She said. I felt pain hit my arm. I nearly fell. I stopped myself. I looked at her. Her shorts were soaked. "If he's dead... I won't get to... Tell him..." She sobbed. I walked in. "Not tell me what?" I asked. She looked at me. Her eyes were bloodshot. She ran up and hugged. She cried on me. "It was so... Scary.... Your friends were throwing... Death threats at me..." She sobbed. "How long was I out?" I asked. "It's been... Two days..." She said. I broke the hug. I wiped a tear, but more replaced it. "Why are your eyes blood shot?" I asked. This was a better question. "Cory... I haven't shut my eyes since you passed out. I've been really worried..." She sobbed. Those words hit me like a truck. I feel like I'm in jail. A jail of guilt and love. I
hugged her. "Jin was the one throwing threats?" I asked. She nodded. "Sorry... He gets really over protective. He doesn't mean it. It just shows that he cares about me a lot." Cory said. She rolled up her sleeve, reviling a bruise. "And then Jess slapped him..." She mumbled. She started to cry more. And more. And more. Then I had an idea. "Twinkle Twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are." "Cory..." "Up above the world so high, you're a diamond in the sky." "You don't have to..." "Twinkle. Twinkle. Little star. Now I know what you are." "I'm thankful..." She had stopped crying. I knew that would work. "I wish I would have met you sooner." She said. "Me too little star." I said. She laughed. "Don't call me short!" She joked. "Got it, Shorty Shebly." I replied. She laughed more. "Stop it, Corny Cory!" She laughed. I laughed too. "Stumpy Dumty." I said. She laided down, and they pulled me down with her. She curled up against my chest. I swung my arm around her. I saw red hair, a blushing face, and a smile before I fell asleep.
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