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| Chapter 12 I can�t believe it. He said, �Oh, God, I am so sorry,� and he sprinted out of the room. I�m not that bad of a kisser am I? Humph. God what did I do? I keep thinking about the kiss. God, that kiss. His lips- Argh! I can�t sleep. I can�t stop thinking about that kiss. I really hate both him and myself right now. *** �Hey Julie. She�s alone and the light�s out.� Ben say over the radio, waiting for her to respond. �Okay Ben, get your ass over her and it will be time for plan B.� Julie says as she gets up to stretch. ** Stupid bed. I can�t get comfortable on this stupid thing- Huh? the door�s opening. Maybe it�s Dr. Witter. Nah, he wouldn�t come back now. it�s too late. He�s probably watching some �late night� TV somewhere. Heh. Heh. Maybe it�s Jack. Wait a minute, It�d not Jack. Visiting hours are over so it couldn�t be Bessie, Jen, or Drue. I hear someone talking. I know that voice. Where�s the call button. Damn it, it�s not working! Oh shit. �Come on Julie. Let�s get this done and over with so we can go after Pacey.� I know that voice. it can�t be. �Shut up Ben, you might wake her!� Julie scolded him. I know that voice. She�s the police officer. I knew I didn�t like her. Oh, God, what do I do? Should I scream. Should I stay still? Shit! WhatamIgonnado! WhatamIgonnado! Their getting closer. Oh, shit! I�ll scream. Oh, God, give me my voice!!! Here goes nothing. �Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!� I don�t know how long I�m going to be able to hold out. �Damnit Ben. I though you said she was asleep?� She says frustrated. �Come, on, let�s get out of here. I think I here someone coming.� Yeah that�s right leave! Run! And I scream again. *** Dr. Witter comes running in with Jack on his tail. I�ve stopped screaming by now and the two people that came in earlier are gone. My throat really hurts right now. Dr, Witter asks, �What happened? I thought I heard screaming.� No shit, Sherlock. �I need a drink, my throat hurts.� Right now I don�t feel like answering that question. Hell, I�m still trying to figure it out myself. Jack comes over with a cup of water for me. �Thanks Jack,� God, my throat hurts like hell. Jack sits down on the bed next to me and Dr. Witter sits down on mine. He looks at me seriously, �Ms. Potter, Joey. You look like you�ve seen a ghost. Can you tell me what happened?� �I�I heard something. Two�two voices.� I stutter as I try to talk. The awkwardness from the kiss is forgotten. �One of them belonged to the police officer, and the other�the other belonged to�to,� I can�t say anymore right now. I�m to choked up as the tears begin to roll down my cheeks. He comes closer to me and he wraps his arms around. I suddenly feel the strength to continue. �the other voice was�was�him.� I break down once more and I go limp in Dr. Witter�s arms. |
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