"Oh" was all she said. Lead. That was it. She inwardly cursed. Of course, the bullets would be lead. Se wondered how long she could hide it from him before he found out. Probably not too long. "What time is it?" She asked. She would probably go lie down and go to sleep while she wasn't in lots of pain

"It is..." Samuel turned around to look at the clock. It was nearly 2am! All the comotion and getting shot at, and people busting down his front door had realy whittled away the time. "Oh goodness... Its late... Nearly 2am late.... The house keeper is comming in less than 10 hours, and there are still bullet shells on the floor."

Samuel lets his head down in a sigh. What to do about this. If she screamed about the carnage to his father, he would surely interogate her to find out wether or not samuel was dead. "Oh goodness what should wedo about the housekeeper..."

"Say you got another one" she said simply. "Also would you mind showing me to a room I can use?" She asked. She got up and stood leaning against the wall ignoring the slight dizzyness that was creeping up on her. She was going to have to do a. Good. Job of hiding it if she wanted to keep it hidden for a while

"Good idea. Ill text her not to come tomarow, and find a cover up later. For now..." -samuel slaps his fish on a plate, grabs a fork, and heads towards the stairs. The general layout of the house was that the bedrooms were on the upper floors, whilst entertainment things were on the first floor. Any large machines that were needed were stored in the basement. On the second floor, samuel opened a door, revealing to a room with a cream, red, and grey color scheme. It had a queen sized bed with an oak nightstand on either side. There was a remote on one stand that controlled the lights, stereo system, tv, and the rotating closet. Frankly, this room was really nice for a guest bedroom. It even had its own full restroom, with heated tile floors. "You can use the guest bedroom. Its a little run down, we havent remodeled it in 4 or 5 months, so some of the features wont be quite up to date. "

With that, Samuel steps aside so you can enter te room unhindered. "And uhh, il be 2 doors down in my room if you need me. You know where the kitchen and things are... So umm... Try not to kill me in my sleep please."

Zero nodded. "thanks and im not going to kill you. " she said heading into the room and looking around. A guest room? wow. Once he was gone she made her self comfortable and tried to fall asleep but couldn't so she watched TV until she fell asleep. She didn't know how long she was asleep for, but when she woke up the whole world was spinning, and she was nauseous. She made a run for the bathroom and threw up in the toilet, the vomit flecked with blood. she flushed the toilet, washed her face and laid back down. The dizziness got worse and she could even move without feeling a horribly nauseous feeling in the pit of her stomach

The time was about 10am when Samel woke up. You could head him walking down the halls. Then there was a clinking of metal from the basement. What on earth could he have been doing?!?! He started playing loud techno music, and it seemed, the basement had come to life! If it werent for the surround sound system placed in your room, the music would have drowned out your tv. Somehow amungst all this noise, a cat outside still manages to make an audible meow.

Zero groaned. Normally she would have praised him for his sense of music but she was feeling too sick. she opened the window and coaxed the cat over, grabbed it, closed the window and put the cat on the bed. The cat curled up beside her as she laid back down, content to do nothing and sleep. Zero made another trip to the bathroom to throw up again, then laid down yet again. she pulled the cat closer, and pet it. the cat purred and she gave it a small smile. it was cute. she groaned. The dizziness was still there and it was sickening. She did her best to block out the music and noise

After maybe 2 hours, the music stops, and you can hear Jack walk back up the stairs and down the hall to the restroom. Water runs for about 7 minuts than he walks over to the restroom. 5 or 6 minuts later he is walking back down the hall. He stops by your room, and knocks on the door. "Hey its 12:30 in the afternoon. Are you okay in there? You havent made a peep since you went to bed last night." There is a slight air of conscerne in his voice.

"Fine" she called but the moment she tried to sit up dizziness struck here and she laid back down with a groan. the cat who was sleeping nearby looked at her with one eye lazily cracked open.

Jack had heard the groan and cracked the door just a bit. "Hey you sure? I havent seem you eat since the party last night. Arent you hungry?" There a momentary pause and he sniffs a bit. "What is that smell. Is it puke?" Then he sees the cat. "Oh thats what it is! The cat probably farted or something. Haha whew!" He pretends to wipe sweat off his brow. "That had me worried for a second!"

"not hungry” she shook her head not bothering to get up. She looked at the cat. she was glad she liked cats. But maybe she should tell him something was wrong. she coughed into her elbow and wiped the blood on her sleeve.the thought of food only made her more nauseous

"Alright than. Im heading to the kitchen." Jack looksat the cat suspiciously. "Since when did i own a cat?" His eyes narrow on the cat, and a few floating imaginary question marks apear above his, dancing around each other.

"Found it oustide. I like cats" she stated simply petting it. the cat purred rubbing against her. such ferocious but yet lovable creatures, what was there to not like about them?

"Alright. You know where ill be." Jack knods and the question marks float away. He closes the door softly and thats all you hear of him. Did he look sweaty? And possibly even out of breath? Could he be fighting the same difficulties as you?

Zero watched him go. She got up and with much difficulty managed to change into a pair of gray sweatpants and a black shirt. She folded up her suit and put it on the stand next to her bed. She laid back down and fell asleep only to wake a little while later drenched in sweat and freezing. she coughed and wiped the blood on her arm not bothering to get up and wash it off. the room felt like it was spinning and it was horrible

The cat besides you was woken by your coughing, they curled up against you, and started licking the blood off your arm, in attempts to clean you. You could hear talking in the hall.
"Doc i dont know what to do. I walked into to check on her and he wouldnt wake up. Them she coughed blood up on me.." Pause. "What do you mean tomarow? Something is wrong you gotta come down here tonight!" Another pause. "Well make it work." ..... "Im fine. A few bullet wounds is all. I was able to fix most up." .... "Yeah i know thats not what you meant." ..... "Whatever just hurry down hwre. I cant help but feel my life depends on her!"

Then the conversation takes adifferent turn. "NO! I DID NOT LOOK AT HER WHEN I COULDT WAKE HER! YOU SICK FREAK!" .... "YOU TREAT CHILDREN WITH THOSE HANDS?!?!" "Oh GOD! " then a bleep as Jack hangs up on the doctors pervy assistant. There is a crash as he chucks the house phone aside, followed by a wince of pain and a thud on your door.

Zero winces at the thud. The noise hurt her head more than it already hurt. she pet the cat softly and made a weak attempt to move but the moment she took her head off the pillow everything started spinning like crazy and she collapsed back down onto the bed. she coughed into her hand before wiping it on the shirt. she wantd to call out and tell himshe was fine, and awake but her throat was dry and scratchy

Zero winces at the thud. The noise hurt her head more than it already hurt. she pet the cat softly and made a weak attempt to move but the moment she took her head off the pillow everything started spinning like crazy and she collapsed back down onto the bed. she coughed into her hand before wiping it on the shirt. she wantd to call out and tell himshe was fine, and awake but her throat was dry and scratchy

Zero winces at the thud. The noise hurt her head more than it already hurt. she pet the cat softly and made a weak attempt to move but the moment she took her head off the pillow everything started spinning like crazy and she collapsed back down onto the bed. she coughed into her hand before wiping it on the shirt. she wantd to call out and tell himshe was fine, and awake but her throat was dry and scratchy

Zero winces at the thud. The noise hurt her head more than it already hurt. she pet the cat softly and made a weak attempt to move but the moment she took her head off the pillow everything started spinning like crazy and she collapsed back down onto the bed. she coughed into her hand before wiping it on the shirt. she wantd to call out and tell himshe was fine, and awake but her throat was dry and scratchy