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When I came to, I was in Bella’s bed. It was dark out and I ached. Everywhere. “Fuck,” I groaned as I tried to sit up.
“Hold up, Evander Holyfield,” Emmett snickered.
“I gotta pee, Emmett,” I snapped.
“You will. You just need your crutches,” he replied. He handed me a pair of metal crutches. I eyed them warily. “It’ll be tough for you to move since you’ve got four cracked ribs in addition to the injury on your leg and two broken knuckles.”
“I’d rather crawl,” I said flatly.
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