Mackenzie's P.O.V.
11 March, 2019
"And here you go," the nurse, who looked like to be in her mid fifties or something, attaches a band-aid on the side of my forehead. I softly touch it with my fingertips, feeling a small amount of sting there for doing so. It's almost two in the morning, and I'm sleepy as hell.
"Wait a bit, I'll bring the reports for you." The old lady smiled at me, causing me to flash her a back too. She closed the first aid box and left the room, leaving me there seated on the hospital bed with Johnny leaning against the wall opposite of mine.
"You still pissed at me?" He quietly mumbled, and I happend to roll my eyes.
"Well apparently, you will shoot my cousin, who appears to be just like my older brother, you expect me to not be pissed at you?" I scoffed.
"Come o
