Khloe's P.O.V.
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"You need to get to the hospital as soon as possible Miss," the paramedic told me. "I cleaned you up for now, and gave yiu a splint, but you need medical treatment, otherwise your arm will not heal properly."
"Thank you, we'll go right now." Andrzej replied for me.
I turned my head to scowl at him.
"I can answer for myself, thank you." I spat.
"I think we're all a little on edge serce," Szy told me.
"I don't fu.cking care." I stated.
"Well we do!" Kacper shouted at me.
My eyes went wide with shock as I looked at him. Kacper never yells, especially at me. He's… the goofy one. One of my sweethearts.
"You might not care about yourself, or what you're doing, but we do," he stated angrily.
"Why do you all assume that I don't care
