Waking up the following evening at six kind of pisses me off. With everything going on, I swear I'm getting my days and nights mixed up. Finn isn't in the room, so I get up, shower, and dress, hoping he's at least here to take me back to the hospital. The bedroom door opens as I'm brushing my hair and braiding it, but I don't bother coming out of the bathroom.
"Hey, baby," I call, wrapping the elastic tie at the end of my braid. Walking out into the room, I stop dead because it's not Finn standing by the door. Instead, it's two of the clubwhores. One is tall and blonde, the other tall and brunette. I can't remember their names, but they were two of the ones that were up Spanx's ass when I first got here. "Can I help you?"
"You could go away," the blonde says, narrowing her eyes at
