One Way Out (UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION-EDITING)

(6) The Almost Finalized Agreement

Chapter 6;
The Almost Finalized Agreement

I pull into the Westmoreland Hospital. I park in a empty spot and turn off the ignition. I take a deep breath as I unbuckle my seat belt. I sit there for a few minutes. Just thinking. I was literally repeating the conversation Rebecca and I would be having in less than an hour. Questions swirl around in my head. I bring my right palm up to my forehead and rub my aching head. I slowly remove my hand.

My eyes go wide as I noticed my right knuckles were swollen and blood was oozing out of each slashed knuckle. It's not until that moment, all the pain rushes back to me like daggers being thrown countinusly. I hold my right hand in my left as it start to tremble intently. I quickly open the door and step out. The bright sun blinds me as I reach for the car door. Once I find it, I slam it shut and make my way into the hospital.

As I step inside, a cool breeze rushes over me. I egerly look around. A girl walks past me. She wears the nurses outfit and her redish orangish hair sits in a bun. I quickly grab her shoulder and turn her to face me. She looks up from her clipboard she was scanning, and stares at me with her dull brown eyes. I open my mouth to speak. "I-uh-I need a nurse." I raise my right hand up for her to examin. She nods as she slowly sets her left hand gently onto my back and guides, me to a hospital room I'm guessing. She points to an open door right across from us. I nod and make my way towards the direction she was pointing.

I slowly step in. I scan the small room. The wall is painted a light purple with a black frame around it. I spot a computer desk and a spiny chair on the far right side of the room. To the left of me, there lay a hospital bed. Sheets covering it. Different machines surround it. Some big, some small. In front of me, sits a black marble counter with different objects neatly in fractions of a group. I make my way to the hospital bed. I slowly climb on, and sit up. The nurse walks in minutes later. "Okay. Hi. I'm Dr. Lacey. What happened to your hand?"

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"So keep the wrap on your hand just for three days. If it ever gets uncomfortable or anything, you may take it off but you are required to have ice on it. Understood?" I nod my head. "Yes. Thank you Dr. Lacey." Dr.Lacey smiles weakly at me as she walks back into her doctors room. I stand in the middle of the hallway. Doctors and nurses rush past me heading for their destination. I start to make my way down the hall in front of me, which is the way I came.

I approach the front desk. An older lady sits behind the desk looking through piles of paper. I clear my throat and capture her attention. "Excuse me. I'm here to see-- Uh..Rebecca...ah. Rebecca Greene?"

She narrows her eyes at me. "Are you. Family?" I shake my head, ignoring the adittude in her voice. "Um. No...," I say trailing off.

She looks down at her computer. "I'm sorry to say, then you may not see her." I roll my eyes trying hard to ignore her sassy remarks. I glance up at the clock hanging on the wall just above the girls head. "Um. You sure? It's visiting hours. See?--" I point to the clock. The lady turns around. "--So. I'm sorry to say, It is indeed 3:45, meaning it is indeed visiting hours." I cross my arms over my chest giving the lady my best death glare. "Well. Okay, then. But...," The lady trails off as she pulls out a folder from a metal filing cabnet to her right. "I will need you to sign these." She hands me a piece of paper that she had pulled out from the folder.

I take it and scan over it, wonderimg what it could be for. I stop once I reach the very bottom. "Um. Why would I sign these? Again, I am not family." The lady rolls her eyes as she rubs her temples. "I know. You. Are. Not. Family. Can you read it? Or do you need me to? You half to sign it in order to visit Rebecca. It clearly states, that we need all info on visiters, for security and safty, reasons." She says the two S words slowly.