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stricken, panic in his gut.
    "Fuck! Nailz, get your bike! We’re gonna to follow them to the ER. It's my fault Kima’s hurt."
    Nailz looked at V oddly. "There’s nothing we can do, bro. We’re leaving a party to sit in the ER? Damn, V? You falling for this chick?"
    V was tired of waiting while the ambulance was getting further away.
    "If you want a patch over from Hunter, don’t you think it would be wise to show some respect? It was my fault."
     
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    The men were able to find the hospital easily. The ER wasn’t busy so Kima had been rushed for x-rays. Elena was on a pay phone talking to somebody, looking pissed off beyond belief.
    V walked over to Jo. "Why is Elena looking so angry? Is she blaming me?" Jo shook her head. "I think, from what I heard, that Kima’s family is drunk. I doubt they’re in any shape to come to the hospital."
    Drunk? V thought. This time of day? Normal people drank this early?
    Jo continued, "Every weekend's an excuse to have a party for the Regan family. If Kima was home she’d have to babysit, or take her cousins crabbing, or something. She avoids being home as much as she can, because they usually get too drunk. It happens all summer long."
    V felt a rage building up inside of him. Fuck it! Her parents could rot, as far as he was concerned. He was the one who had caused this. If it came down to it, he was going to stay and be there for Kima when she woke.
    Grimly he sat down and waited for any news on her.
     
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    Jo sat in the waiting room. Elena was still on the pay phone, shouting at someone, and Hunter was pacing. V was sitting there like a statue staring off into space.
    She was wondering where Nailz had gone. He’d probably left to get a drink. The redhead really hoped he wouldn’t be coming back.
    She started to settle in for a long wait. She said a silent prayer to God that Kima would be alright. Jo was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't see the large shadow of Nailz loom over her, she looked up, startled.
    Nailz smirked down at her, looking like a cat eying a mouse.
    She thought; Here it comes. Payback time!
    Jo shifted away as he filled her entire space. She really shouldn't have let things go that far, in which she and Kima now termed 'the ass crack incident.' Sometimes her temper really did get the best of her.
    "Well I finally got you cornered," he drawled wickedly.
    Nailz sat down beside her and snaked his arm across the back of her chair. Casually, he glanced around the room.
    Jo wondered what was up with this guy? Did the big jerk enjoy amusing himself at her expense? Again her temper started to boil.
    Nailz leaned down and growled in her ear, "Don't think for a moment I’ve forgotten about your little stunt on the beach."
    Jo retorted, "How's the sand in your ass, Nailz? Did you finally get it out? I don't recall inviting you to sit beside me. There are plenty of other chairs for you to choose from." She shifted uncomfortably again; if she moved any further she would fall right off her chair. Exasperated she snipped, "Why don't you make yourself comfortable, Nailz. While you're at it, feel free to take up all my space."
    Nailz gave her an amused look and teased, "Don't mind if I do. You don't have a problem with me sitting here, do you, Josephine? I have to keep my eye on you, just in case you want to play with my ass again."
    "Well, that’s what you get for stealing my towel and not giving it back, moron,."
    Nailz just smirked at her. "Well, Chickie, you'd better watch your ass. You're a lil' brat. I’ll give you a reprieve on account of what's happening with your friend, but don't think for a moment I'll be forgetting. When you least expect it, I will get you back. Payback's a motherfucker."
    Jo snorted, "Oh don't worry! When this is over, I don't plan on being anywhere near you. Good luck trying. Um - Nailz - isn't the correct term payback's a bitch?"
    Nailz shot her a challenging look. "It's whatever way I want to say