Being Deviant

Chapter 22 : Up there.

I shut my eyes and I couldn't help but know it was her. It was her. I didn't think it was her. I didn't want to believe it was. I didn't want to fill myself with any more hope that she still wanted to be with me. I knew she didn't. She kicked me out of the house and made me have my own ride home. Alone. It can't be. But can it?

Hope.
Less.
Less hope.
Hopeless.
No.
I still had hope.

Was this really her? Or maybe I'm just imagining things. Or maybe I'm just kissing a random nurse? Or maybe her sister who I never knew about. With her background, that's actually quite believable now.

Was she playing with me again? Toying my emotions like this was some sort of game? Possibly.

Was she just an average nurse who was attracted to me? Probably. Not.

Did she think I needed CPR or something? Maybe.

But this was the present. I was kissing Nurse "Angel" on my hospital bed and I can't help but feel it's really her. But then again, that's impossible. She's supposed to be with Marcus. What the hell would she be doing in a hospital playing nurse? With me?

I melted into the kiss anyway, my hand touching the small of her back. Her hands wrapped in my hair and I felt comfort. I felt secured for once. I felt like nothing could go wrong at this moment.

But of course, something did.

"I have a feeling that Calvin wouldn't want to wake up to no one there. And further more-" Jenna walked in the room along with Mike, Brent, Tia, Mississippi, Derek, Kristina, and the newbie, Charlotte.

We broke away from the kiss and the nurse put back her mask on before I could see how her whole face actually looked like.

"Boy, you move fast." Brent laughed. "You get into a coma and the moment you wake up, you're already making out with some hot nurse!" He gave me a thumbs up while I simply buried my head in my hands with my cheeks flaming.

"Well, I see you're doing well, Calvin." Jenna smiled at me.

Here comes the fun part.

"Yeah...hehe.." That was when I lost control of my stomach and started barfing on the side of my bed, food from I don't know when started coming out of me even though I haven't eaten in a while.

"Woah, bro. What's happening?" Mike went to my side while Angel mumbled something about getting a janitor and leaving.

"Sure, you notice the barf but not the blood." I grunted as a little more barf exit my system.

"Seriously though, are you gonna be alright?" Mississippi asked, genuine concern all over their faces.

"Yeah, I'm gonna be fine. Just a bit dizzy I'm assuming." I said as I stood up and processed everything, 1) I woke up at a hospital, 2) I woke up cuz I was crushed by a human being who wasn't even that heavy, 3) I just made out with a nurse who I imagined was Jinx. Which hospital did they say I was in? A psychiatric hospital maybe?

"What in bloody hell happened here?!" Questioned the janitor as he walked in the room to see the mess I've created.

But it was too late for me to reply.

I'd fainted yet again.

***

"Is he gonna be alright?"

I blinked my eyes as a few heads hovered over me.

"How long have I been out this time?" I asked, annoyed at how much I've been fainting.