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can understand me through the tears.
    “Willow? Is that you? Are you okay?” she asked.
    “No...I...ne..ed you.” I cried into the phone.
    “Where are you at? Are you okay?”
    “Party...I will explain...when you…get here.”
    “I am on my way.” She hung up the phone and was there in a flash.
    I hear a knock at the door and instantly tense up thinking it is Grant coming back for seconds.
    “Willow are you in there?” I hear Olivia call out.
    “Y...eah,” I try to stop the tears and wipe my cheeks before she walks in.
    She opens the door and sees me lying on the floor in my torn dress. She rushes over to me and kneels down beside me.
    “Wil what happened? Who did this to you? Where is Grant? He swore to me he would watch over you for me or else I wouldn’t have left without you.”
    “Grant did.” I sit up and take the clothes from her wanting to cover myself up.
    I want nothing more than a hot shower to wash away the smell of Grant and the feeling of his hands on me. I can still feel his hands rubbing along my body. I shiver at the thought of his hands on me and quickly yank the remainder of my dress off and slip into the clothes she brought me.
    “Grant did this to you?!” She stands up. “Answer me. Did Grant do this to you?” She demands my answer.
    “I just want to go home Liv please. I want a shower.”
    She walks over to me putting her arm around me. “Okay WIl. Let’s go home. I can deal with that dick head tomorrow.”
    I am yanked out of my thoughts as Liv says, “Not much farther now.”
    It’s then I realize we are walking down a back ally and I can see the hospital sign getting close. As we get closer I can see that the parking lot is full of cars. I hope I get to see a doctor. We make our way to the front entrance and as the doors slide open I can see this place is full of people with gaping bite wounds.
    “This can’t be good,” Liv leans in and whispers in my ear.
    “Don’t think there’s a doctor in here that can help.”
    “Oh yes there is. We didn’t fight off a swarm of flesh eaters and walk miles for nothing.” She stalks her way to the front desk.
    “Hey lady!” She barks at the receptionist behind the desk. “My friends needs to see a doctor.”
    Without even looking up from her paperwork she says, “Yeah so does half of the city. Take a seat.”
    Liv looks at me and gives me that Oh-hell-no-she-didn’t look. I brace myself for what’s about to happen because I know Liv and she will not take no for an answer.
    She reaches over the desk and flips the clipboard out of the lady’s hand.
    “Look bitch we have been through hell to get her here. She needs a doctor to look at her arm and I WILL NOT take a seat you WILL get a doctor here to look at my friend and you WILL do it now!” she screams.
    The lady is looking at Olivia like she has two heads. “Like I said have a seat,” she snaps back.
    Just as Liv is about to swing on her a tired looking older man walks around the corner and ask, “What seems to be the problem here?”
    Liv snaps her attention to the man. “My friend needs a doctor to look at her arm and this,” she gestures toward the receptionist, “dumb bitch can’t tell us anything besides have a seat.”
    He walks around the desk and up to me taking my makeshift sling off my arm examining it.
    “This may hurt,” He says as he yanks down on my arm then back up making a loud pop as my elbow slides back in its intended slot. I can’t help but scream out. I can’t tell if it’s from the pain in my arm or the shock that he just jerked it back into place.
    “Son of a bitch!” I yell.
    I watch as he turns to a nurse and whispers in her ear, when he turns back to me his eyes are serious.
    “I am going to give you a bottle of pain medicine and a sling I would advise you to only take them when you have to.” His eyes grow sad and he looks to the floor.
    The nurse comes back and hands him the things he asked for. When he hands them to me his hand