“yes i would” He makes it with a smile. walks up behind jake. Skillfully makes a sandwich.
“I’m done.” hands him the sandwich. munches on the sandwich at the table after he cleans up the place.then slides down the slide he made to go to the basement then moves the wheelchair he made jake for when he wants to come down here out of his way and moves to his new project.the leg he was making for that girl they met at the park he works on it for an hour and his hand slips on an oil spill he made and he cuts his arm when he moves just a tiny bit and slices his arm from shoulder to elbow.he grabs a clean cloth and puts it on his arm and runs up the stairs beside the slide and sprints into the bathroom leaving blood on the floor in his wake tries to sneak passed jake in the kitchen grunting to slid past the barely opened door putting blood on the door. he starts to get dizzy and falls on one of his knees with on hand on the floor the other holding the cloth to the cut. he starts to realize he’s losing a lot of blood his vision starts to darken he struggles to get up and staggers to where jake is halfway there he falls on the floor right behind jake and does not get up again but manages to keep the cloth on the cut. he passes out on the floor. Jake freaks out and calls 911. Jake was really scared when they took dirk to the hospital. Dirk comes around in the hospital
“what...Jake?” looks around. Jake wasn’t there jake was still at home waiting for jane to pick him up. gets out of the bed and walks out of the room and to the front desk and walks back and gets dressed and walks back out and sits down right arm hanging there at his side and calls jake. The doctors made him lay back down. and puts a sling on him.
“Mr. Strider your fiance said he will be here soon.”
“get off me.” pushes back the doctor and glares at his through his shades.
“just stay right where you are i’m pretty dangerous when i’m mad.” slides off the bed again and walks down the hallway to the front of the hospital and chills in the main room and sleeps. Jake wakes him up with a mad look on his face.
“Dirk Martha Strider. Get your ass back in your hospital room and let them fix you up”
“Jake they were on top of me and i just wake up to that...i got scared okay?” shivers and walks back and lays down on the bloody bed.
“ hurry up and fix my arm it’s starting to hurt.” grumbles to the doctor. They patched him up.
“The reason why is because you fight in your sleep.”When they leave jake kisses the arm.
“jake can we go to lunch?” looks at jake.
“Dirk you just ate an hour ago.”
“ The lunch here taste like shit I threw that up” he shakes his head.
“Dirk you can’t leave.” Jake says shocked.
“ why the hell not! i want to get out of this place it creeps me out!” shivers in fear
“ i want to go home.” whimpers looks at jake.
“They want to keep you one more night. Then we can go home. Now will you tell me what happened.”
“ to my arm? oh i was fixing up the leg for that girl we met and my hand slipped on some oil i dropped and i had to go up the stairs and wash up the blood off my arm and i went to where you were and i passed out.” looks down at arm and touches it lightly and jumps when it hurts. Jake looks at him.
“I told you to clean up your work space. When we get home you’re organizing your workspace or im cleaning it.
“i have one arm to work with at the moment jake and you're coming down there with me i want to show you the leg i made i want you opinion on it.” He sighs.
“Okay.” smiles at him
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