Late

we leave the cellar and walk back up to the woman's room. Thomas and i never look at each other on the way up. Louis was eating a bright red apple.
'' what was the babys name going to be?'' i ask awkwardly
'' we found out it was a boy Lucas... or Leo... what ever we decided on his birthday''
''cute name...''
'' Eleanor, my wife, was thinking something more like Tommy or Jackson...''
i laugh '' Like the Americans''
he slows down and looks at me confused ''what?...''
'' oh.. like the presidents... never mind...''
he smiles and continues walking '' your smart, i like you. more than that little shit right there'' pointing to Thomas
'' fuck you'' he shouts running over to him.
he raised a fist wile Louis just smiled. before he could punch him the doctor grabbed him and pulled him away.
'' what the fuck is wrong with you Thomas!? you nearly punched him!''
'' no, no its ok. we all get like that at least once, am i right?'' he smirks taping Thomas on the shoulder. he stands there not saying a word.
'' lets go, we need to get back to harry before this one has another fit'' Lou walks up the stairs before he could do anything.
'' i hate him''
'' c'mon Thomas, he means no harm'' i whisper
'' what ever''
i squint my eyes at him in anger
'' you know, maybe you the dick and not him''
Louis turns around in a huge smile like he is about to burst out laughing and Thomas dose the complete opposite
'' excuse me''
'' if you were not such a bitch maybe he would be nice to you!''
'' Lucy!'' the D. Vandore yells
'' no!' i scream at her so i can continue my talking '' listen to me bitch, if you were just a little nice maybe you could enjoy the little bit of happiness we have left!''
'' she is right'' lou says
'' Lucy! i never thought you would snap! we need to stay close because we are not going to get anything done if we treat eachoth like this!'' the doctor looks at me in shock '' lets get his wife and leave...''

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