Jene

*sighs softly, settling deeper into his warmth*

*hours later, stirs slightly as morning light creeps through the curtains*

*groans softly, eyes fluttering open* Hmm...? *winces, pressing a hand to her head* Ow... what... *blinks slowly, then freezes as she feels his arm around her*

*Jene was thrown across the room, she hit the wall and fell to the floor. She was bleeding from her nose, her eyes were swollen, her lips were split, her face was covered in bruises. She was unconscious. She was taken to the hospital, she was in a coma for two weeks. When she woke up, she was in a different room. She was hooked up to a bunch of machines, she was in a lot of pain. She was covered in bandages, she couldn't move her arms or legs. She was also very weak. She couldn't speak, she couldn't even open her eyes. She was in a lot of pain, she was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a lot of pain. She was in a

*i go*

*Jene's friend was like, 'come on, tell me!', Jene was thinking, 'what should I say?', she was feeling so embarrassed, she was thinking, 'oh my god, what will he think of me?', she was looking at you, you were looking at her, you both were speechless*

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