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“I don’t know. I just feel funny.”
“How so?”
“My arm is tingling and warmer than normal.”
Crap!
“Uh… maybe we should give you a shot. Where is your Epi-Pen?”
“Um…” Eugene whispered, looking around the room.
Anywhere but at me.
“Eugene, tell me you told King you needed your Epi-Pens?”
“I forgot, okay!” he yelled. “I was kind of busy thinking about other things.”
“What other things? We’ve done absolutely nothing but lie around watching movies and playing games for the last two days. And now, when you need a fucking shot, you don’t have them.”
“Wait a minute!” Eugene snarled, getting to his feet. “You said I didn’t need a shot.”
Crap!
“I meant…”
“I knew it! I’m going to die!”
Rolling my eyes, I groaned. “You are not going to die. We just need to get you a shot. Where is the closest place you have them?”
“The clubhouse,” he muttered, his hands going to his face. “Oh God, I can feel it. It’s happening. I’m gonna die.”
Ignoring the panicking man-child, I grabbed my bag, throwing it over my shoulder. Walking back to him, I wrapped my arm around his waist. “Come on, crybaby. Let’s get you to the clubhouse.”
“We can’t. We have to stay here.”
“No. We have to get you an Epi-Pen.”
“What about King?”
“I’ll take care of King.”
Dropping the whining lug on his bed, I rushed to the bathroom, searching the medicine cabinet for his Epi-Pen. For as long as I can remember, Eugene has been allergic to anything with a stinger: bees, wasps, hornets, spiders, scorpions—you name it. Poor guy couldn’t catch a fucking break in that department. Summers were hell on Eugene, but he never let anything stop him from having fun.
“Damn it, Eugene,” I muttered strongly. “Where the hell is it?”
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I can see the light. Tell Lidi I love her.”
Fucking Drama Queen!
Marching over to the moaning, fake-dying idiot on the bed, I pressed my hand over his mouth before grabbing his nipple and giving it a hard twist. My hand muffled his scream as I leaned close and sneered, “Now be a good boy and tell me where the fuck your pen is, or I’m going to rip your nipple off with my bare hands.”
Eugene blinked the tears away as his eyes darted to his dresser.
Pushing the moron away, I strode over and opened the top drawer, only to find it full of candy bars and snacks.
“That was mean, Shug.” He pouted, rubbing his nipple.
Shutting the top drawer, I moved to the next one, and groaned when I looked at him.
