“Jesus, what’s wrong with you! I’m sorry okay?? Fuck man… thanks… for… whatever you fucking did…” I said in a lover voice.

“No you shouldn’t be thanking me… you should be thanking Alice there for saving your ass… if she wasn’t here I wouldn’t know what the hell to do…” Carmen confessed. I looked at Alice and she had a shit eating grin on her face.

I couldn’t say anything to her. I felt a long throbbing pain on my finger, I had a look at it and it was wrapped in white medical cloth. “Who wrapped my finger?” I asked.

“You mean who stitched and wrapped your finger?” Alice said with her annoying little smile.

“You stitched my finger!?!” I screamed. The look on her face changed. “You, you stitched my fucking finger up?” I screamed again and took a step closer to her.

“Well… you kept saying don’t take you to the hospital… so I had to stitch you up!” she raised her voice at me. What a nerve. “I mean… it’s a deep cut okay! It’s a fucking gash!! And I know that little scare-dy cat over there not gonna do it… that’s why she called me in the first place…” She defended her self still standing tall although I know she was scared shitless inside.

“Shane you kept saying ‘no hospital’ over and over again… we didn’t know what else to do… we managed to stop the blood but the cut was too deep…” Carmen explained to me.

I wanted to get the fuck out of that bathroom. I gave a fierce look to Alice and she went out of my way. I felt the little box in my pocket and went down to the backyard. I had to sit after this little incident. What the hell does this all mean now?? I knew I should have killed that daring son of a bitch. But if she weren’t here Carmen would still probably call the ambulance and I rather be dead than having the ambulance taking me. That would bring all sort of trouble to me and to my family.

I sat on the steps and took the red and white box out. I lit I up and inhaled the good smoke in. I couldn’t use my right hand anymore because that’s were the cut is. I felt a little weird using my left hand to smoke. I heard footsteps coming down the step. Shit, does this means I owe that little shit who probably saved my life?