“When?”
“When you left to get to the key.”
“Meg showed up here and didn’t let you inside?” she asks confused.
“Yeah, told me to stay away from Liam. Told me the house voted me out.”
“When was this fucking meeting? I should have been notified about it.”
“You weren’t, because you’re my roommate.”
“I don’t give a fuck. We are going to figure this out tomorrow.”
“Okay,” I say before finally succumbing to sleep.
For the next three days, I do nothing but stay in bed and try to get warm. I can’t stop freezing. Quinn keeps insisting she take me to the hospital, but I feel like I just got the flu. I also don’t want to have to see anyone, so instead I stay camped out in our room.
On day four, Quinn seems extra pissed. “Haley you need to fucking eat, you haven’t eaten in three days,” she says as she sets soup down on the nightstand. I can barely pick my head up rather than worry about trying to eat.
“Too tired, I’ll eat later,” I say as I close my eyes again.
“This shit is going to end now,” she yells as she storms out of the room.
Quinn
It takes me two seconds to run down the damn stairs ready to knock each one of these bitches out, and then I spot him, talking to Meg. I can see they are in some type of heated discussion, but they haven’t seen anything from me yet.
“You have some fucking nerve showing your face here after what you’ve done,” I yell at Liam as I shove him in the chest.
“What are you talking about?” he asks playing dumb.
“You’re a fucking asshole, and you,” I say as I look at Meg, “What fucking kind of President are you?”
“Excuse me?” she says looking pissed.
“You kept Haley outside in the fucking cold, bitching at her, telling her she has to leave the fucking house because of this dickhead,” I yell pointing towards Liam, “She has yet to get out of bed in four fucking days, because of what you assholes did to her.
“We didn’t do anything,” Meg retorts.
“Oh you did, and you’re going to see how big of a fucking bitch I can be.”
“What are you going to do about it Quinn?” Meg asks sounding bored.
“First, I’m going to figure out what the hell is wrong with Haley and when I’m done I will be back for both of you,” I yell before turning around.
“What the hell do you mean? What’s wrong with Haley?” Liam asks out of nowhere.
I can’t help how fast I turn around, rage set in, “Don’t you fucking play stupid you fucking asshole. The underwear, the bras, the fucking pictures, or how about the fucking beer, ice, and cold water that was dumped on her repeatedly the other night. Then we come the hell home, to be locked outside. I’m telling you now, if anything happens to her it’s your fault,” I say before turning and running back up the stairs.
I barely make it through the door before Liam almost knocks me over to get to Haley. “Leave her the hell alone,” I yell as I get closer.
“Haley, Haley, look at me,” Liam says to her.
“Too tired, so cold,” she slurs.
“She’s been like this for four days?” he asks anger written all over his face.
“Yes asshole, no thanks to you. She won’t let me take her to the hospital.”
Before I know it, Liam has her scooped up in his arms, “Let’s go now,” he demands. I grab my keys and run down the stairs to open the door. I unlock my car and hop inside; Liam slides into the back seat cradling Haley like she’s a small child.
Meg and some of the other girls are standing on the porch watching us. I pull out as fast as possible heading towards the nearest hospital.
“I didn’t know,” I hear Liam say.
“You didn’t know what?” I ask, not knowing if he was talking to me or Haley.
“About the party the other night. That wasn’t me.”
“Could have fooled us.”
“I’m serious,” he says never taking his eyes off of her, “Shit Hails, I’m so sorry.” It takes only a few minutes before I’m pulling up to the emergency exit. Liam hops out of the car with Haley still in his arms and rushes inside. I follow right behind. A nurse pulls a gurney and a doctor comes rushing to Haley’s aid. I watch in fear as they rush down a hallway with Haley.
I run out and park my car before heading back inside to see what’s going on. The nurse at the nurse’s station directs me to the waiting area, where I see Liam pacing the floor.
“I don’t like you,” I can’t help but tell him.
“I don’t like you either.”