When Mike Met Mary, chapter 2
"Hey Mary, ya there?" yelled El as she walked up to Mary's bedroom door after letting herself inside.
She walked in to Mary's room, and, to her horror, saw Mary lying on the ground with blood running out of her slit wrists... .
"Mary!!! Oh god!! Mary!!"
She ran over to her and shook her, trying to wake her up.
"Shit!!"
El ran and got Mary's phone off the table and called 911.
***
Where is she? Is she okay?!" asked Mike, rushing into the hospital.
"Sir, may I ask you to please keep it down? We have sick people here. This is a HOSPITAL not some stupid punk meeting."
"I know it's a fucking hospital okay bitch! Tell me where Mary John's room is."
"Uhh...sure it's um...room 308."
He walked off in a hurry, trying to find room 308. After about 15 minutes of looking, he finally came to a room with 308 printed in a large font across the white hospital door.
"Here we are, fucking finally!" he mumbled to himself.
Once inside the room, he saw El, Billie, Billie's sister Cam, Tre, and another random bloke, who he presumed to be her brother.
"How's she doin'?' he asked.
"Um well the doctors said she'd be fine, and she should wake up soon." Replied the bloke he didn't know. "I'm Aaron by the way, Mary's step-brother."
"Mike."
"So Mike, you seem pretty worried about her, are you her boyfriend?" he asked, 'looking him up and down.
"Um.. no. Just a friend." He answered, and finished off by thinking "for now, anyways."
"Good."
"Excuse me?"
"I said good. I don't want my sister to be your girlfriend. Your punk. She deserves better. I mean come on, look at your shoes!! They're fluro orange and about your age."
"Shut up right now or I'll punch your face in right here and now." Mike said, feeling the heat.
"Make me shut up. I could punch ten times harder than you.. your piss weak."
"Well as a matter of fact, I'm not. And, just in case you haven't noticed, leading on from your comment just before, your sister is punk too. So therefore, she probably likes punk guys."
"She wouldn't like you though. She likes my friend, Harry."
"HA!! HARRY?! I DON'T FUCKING THINK SO!!" yelled Mary who, although no body had noticed, was awake about 5 minutes ago, as soon as she heard Mikes voice.
"But you slept with him two weeks ago."
"I WAS FUCKING STONED YOU ASSHOLE"
"Sure. Okay, well I'll leave you stupid little punks to listen to your punk music and smoke dope. Have fun!!"
"Fucktard!" yelled Mike and punched his arm.
She walked in to Mary's room, and, to her horror, saw Mary lying on the ground with blood running out of her slit wrists... .
"Mary!!! Oh god!! Mary!!"
She ran over to her and shook her, trying to wake her up.
"Shit!!"
El ran and got Mary's phone off the table and called 911.
***
Where is she? Is she okay?!" asked Mike, rushing into the hospital.
"Sir, may I ask you to please keep it down? We have sick people here. This is a HOSPITAL not some stupid punk meeting."
"I know it's a fucking hospital okay bitch! Tell me where Mary John's room is."
"Uhh...sure it's um...room 308."
He walked off in a hurry, trying to find room 308. After about 15 minutes of looking, he finally came to a room with 308 printed in a large font across the white hospital door.
"Here we are, fucking finally!" he mumbled to himself.
Once inside the room, he saw El, Billie, Billie's sister Cam, Tre, and another random bloke, who he presumed to be her brother.
"How's she doin'?' he asked.
"Um well the doctors said she'd be fine, and she should wake up soon." Replied the bloke he didn't know. "I'm Aaron by the way, Mary's step-brother."
"Mike."
"So Mike, you seem pretty worried about her, are you her boyfriend?" he asked, 'looking him up and down.
"Um.. no. Just a friend." He answered, and finished off by thinking "for now, anyways."
"Good."
"Excuse me?"
"I said good. I don't want my sister to be your girlfriend. Your punk. She deserves better. I mean come on, look at your shoes!! They're fluro orange and about your age."
"Shut up right now or I'll punch your face in right here and now." Mike said, feeling the heat.
"Make me shut up. I could punch ten times harder than you.. your piss weak."
"Well as a matter of fact, I'm not. And, just in case you haven't noticed, leading on from your comment just before, your sister is punk too. So therefore, she probably likes punk guys."
"She wouldn't like you though. She likes my friend, Harry."
"HA!! HARRY?! I DON'T FUCKING THINK SO!!" yelled Mary who, although no body had noticed, was awake about 5 minutes ago, as soon as she heard Mikes voice.
"But you slept with him two weeks ago."
"I WAS FUCKING STONED YOU ASSHOLE"
"Sure. Okay, well I'll leave you stupid little punks to listen to your punk music and smoke dope. Have fun!!"
"Fucktard!" yelled Mike and punched his arm.
