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    one consenting adult part 8

    “Sorry, sorry, sorry,” I repeated continuously.

    I finally managed to get the door open and while almost running out, I slammed into the door frame. So hard that I fell into the empty space where I thought the door was and landed on my *****. Pain exploded across my face and I grabbed my nose. A sticky feel coated my fingers. I tried to open my eyes but the pain spread across my forehead.

    “*****!,” I shouted.

    “Evan, Evan?” Mom asked.

    I heard feet slap the wood floor and soon felt a hand on my shoulder.

    “Ohmigod, you’re bleeding! Bette, she’s bleeding!”

    “What?”

    “Babe, go get a towel.”

    Another set a feet slapped closer and then over me.

    “Here.”

    “Evan, move your hand.”

    I hissed as she pulled my hand away. The full weight of my face dropped a little allowing me to feel a cold wind rush past me.

    “Evan, what are you doing in here? And why didn’t you knock first?”

    “Babe, not now,” Mom said gently placing the towel on my face.

    I hollered out pushing away from the pressure of her hand against the towel.

    “Stay still.”

    “Is it broken?”

    “I don’t know.”

    “Ack..ack…”I started to cough.

    The towel was suffocating me. Mom pulled it away.

    “Sorry, munchkin.”

    I coughed some more, sending specks of blood flying onto my mother. The taste of metal was in my mouth.

    “Tip your head back.”

    “No, forward and pinch your nose. The other way will send blood down her throat,” Mom corrected.

    “Tina, I always tilted my head back whenever I had a nose bleed.”

    “She’ll choke on her blood.”

    They continued like this for a few more seconds.

    “Guys,” I interrupted.

    The flow of blood was picking up and soon the towel was soaked.

    “There’s a lot of blood.”

    “Oh *****!”

    “Can you stand, sweetie?”

    Three hands grabbed my elbows while the other, Mom’s, held the towel under my nose.

    “We have to get her to the emergency room.”

    *****

    You want to good news or the bad news first. Okay the good news, I’m still alive. Bad news… my nose was broken, along with a fracture of my left cheek bone.

    “I guess this means I won’t be going clubbing with you tonight,” I mumbled.

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    1. yea yea yea yea yea yea yea…….Thankyou!!!!!! I haven’t even read it yet…but really is that all necessary!!! Thank you for continuing this story!!! Missed it, so pls don’t stop…see if you get enough messages…you will write it!!! I’m doing the happy dance…got to run and tell my friend!!!!! love it!!!

    2. Ha…like a bullet leaving the gun, and we’re off!!!! What a great start to more chapters, totally laughing at the whole, sex/nose event, Tina ain’t gonna like this pairing for sure…but then who would other than us!!!!! Post Soon pls….Did I say thankyou yet????

    3. woooow..i hope is Tina cuz if was Bette.. Serena is a dead woman..lol..love it Serena made a first move was about time..now lets see whats going to happen.. post soon thanks

    4. OH SHIT..I am glad Serena made the first move, but she better start running.THANKS SO MUCH FOR THIS CHAPTER..LOVE IT AND LOVE THE STORY..PLEASE KEEP IN TOUCH..THANKS

    5. Hee hee hee…Evan seeing her mother’s having sex was just too funny. We never want to admit that our parents are sexual creatures. Too bad that wall was in the way, makes for a much less hasty retreat.

      OK, what’s going to happen next? Sounds like someone’s not happy about them kissing.

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