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Stella Because of the blood loss, they decide to keep me overnight and I got discharged from the hospital around noon. My hand still hurts but not as much as before the meds are helping and thank God because I hate pain. Tristan helps me into his car and I'm looking for Luke. "Where Luke?" "He's taken your car to your house and is packing a few of your things" I look at him funny. "He's never Been in my house before how will he know what to get and why aren't we going to my house?" "Because you're staying with us for a little while" "Tristan, that's silly it's just a tiny cut I'm fine! I can still do a lot" "Yea but I don't want you too, you're coming to my house where We can take care of you while your heal" whatever, I think to myself, the meds I just took are kicking