Amabell
"Ouch!" I jerked my hands out of Madeline's and hid them under the table. She rolled her eyes and grabbed my arms, pulling my hands back into hers.
"If you want the use of your hands back, stop moving and let me fix them!" She pressed my fingers down so my hands were flat against the table. I bit my lip at the pain. I was glad she knew how to fix broken bones in just under five minutes, but why did it have to be so painful?
"How's Chad doing?" I asked, trying to keep my mind off the crakcing of each bone as she twisted them.
"The same as he was two hours ago when you asked. He's fine, Bell. You need to stop worrying so much." She pressed my hands to the table again as I tried fighting her back. I cringed and pouted when she touched me.
"I don't like him being so far away. Coul
