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Bridget realised that Ryan hadnt known and felt really insensitive. "I'm sorry.........I didnt tell you did I? Well now you know" she said looking at him. "Do you mind if I just qyuickly go and get his address?" she asked.
 
"sure.." He said nooding slowly, feeling quite sorry for James..."I'll go...just a sec..." he said before heading to his room
"Excuse me...uhh..James?.." Ryan said as he got inside.
James just sighed, no recognition yet.
"Sorry....Who are you?.." he asked quietly...not knowing it would be better not to know.
 
"Oh okay........" Bridget said but she was actually going to ask him to come with her but nevermind. She turned and found a nurse who told her all of James detail having known thather and James were pretty close and that he would have known. 'I wander where Ryan went?' she thought and then suddenly realised that he may have gone to see James. she didnt know why but she didnt like the idea of both of them in the same room together but at the moment there was nothing she could do about it.
 
"Im....Ryan..." He said slowly, unsurely somehow.

James glanced up at him, with a light, light glare...even though he felt his chest burn...
"Are...you...Bridget's?." he asked slowly.

"Yes..."
 
Bridget got the information and was about to enter James room when she decided she would just wait outside for a bit. It wouldnt harm them to talk to each other..........
 
"I see.." James looked away from him..."So, you came to pick her up?.." He asked, there was something on his tone Ryan couldnt place, probably because he didnt know James well, if Bridget would have been there, she would have noticed the angry tone of James.

"Well, kinda, even though i came here when i got to know what happened to you, are you feeling any better?...have you remembered anything?.." Ryan asked, still trying to be nice.

"Yeah, just something.." James said automatically..."When she and I kissed." He said.

Ryan frowned...."She...you mean?.." Oh...Oh.
 
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ic: Bridget all of a sudden felt really uncomfortable. 'What if he tells him about the kiss?' she asked herself but then thought 'No James wouldnt do that......'.
 
James seemed to feel that he had RUINED, it, definetly, now she would hate him for not controlling his tongue...

"James.." Ryan stood up, understanding his silence..."did you mean...Bridget?.." he asked again.

"Its just-" James began, not knowing what to say exactly..."Just that-once"
 
Bridget decided that it was enough time and entered the room but from the expression on Ryans face she kinda wished that she had entered earlier. She stood by the door and watched them both.
 
Ryan dropped his eyes to the ground....What was he feeling exactly, he didnt know, probablt something much alike to what Bridget felt that once Lauren appeared.
He knew probably it had been a mistake, but it felt terribly hurting. He glanced at the door, walking past her roughly, without saying a word.
 
Bridget looked at James alarmingly. 'Oh no' she thought as she quickly turned around and followed Ryan out. 'He knows!' she screamed at herself but why should she feel guilty? She hadnt kissed James. He had kissed her but she had let him. She grabbed his hand and it felt so much like deja vu but having swapped places. "Ryan...........its not what you think........" she began with a slightl tremble in her voice.
 
"No.........no......" she said "don't you dare walk away from me Ryan. Arent you even going to listen to what I have to say?" she asked once again deja vu. Now she felt increditbly bad for over reacting with Lauren but she had definately seen Ryan kiss her.
 
She was about to protest when she realised something. He was right. He had been in jail and she had been feeling lonely and vulnerable and James had given her a lot of attention and she had taken a quick liking to him. He had been there for her throughout the whole 3 months but that wasnt Ryans fault. She let go of his hand.
 
Bridget stood there for a few seconds after he had left. She was completely shocked by his raction. Why was he keeping his cool so much and not lashing out? She felt even worse and her chest began to hurt. She needed to take her medicine soon. She wiped away the tears from her face and walked back into James room. "I got your address" she said sitting back down but she didnt look at him. She wasnt angry at him but at herself for not telling Ryan earlier.
 
James did not say much eather..."Thanks." Was all he said, he knew what his actions had done.

By that time...Ryan drove...to some bar to sit and think things over, with a drink or two, or three. He didnt know it felt this awful, probably thats why he had been feeling weird being with Bridget all along, her love wasnt the same, and jail had done almost the same thing on him, did he still even love her?...or was he just confused?...telling himself that was it, and lying to himself....was that even possible?
 
"Errm.....I'll get some of your stuff" she finally said "and bring it here tomorrow" she added getting up to leave. She was really tired and wasnt in the mood for talking. Before she left she looked back at James and couldnt help but wander if he had told Ryan in spite or jealousy but she kept her lips sealed. "Goodbye" she said before walking out of the room.
 
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