Chapter 8: His Pet
Ging wasn’t a horrible friend, or at least he didn’t purposely try to be one, which we were both aware of. To my surprise, he and his lover didn’t tote my ass home from the hospital. Part of me believed Ging didn’t even realize that Brayden was the one who had called 911 and had me rushed to the hospital the previous day because Ging had been far too drunk. Although Ging never really tried to be a douche bag, he certainly came across as one that day when he never picked me up at the hospital to take me home for my brief recovery.
I was discharged from the hospital the next day, just as Nurse Ramon had mentioned that I possibly would. It was Brayden who came to my rescue at the hospital like a knight in shining armor. Unannounced, he showed up at my room, kissed me on m
