The Wrong Kind Of Love.

The Wrong Call

Vic.

The phone cut off and I dialed back instantly, straight to voicemail. I redialled three more times before throwing my phone across the room. The sudden crash of sound from the phone clattering to the ground harsh against the silence of the ward. I sat on the bed, my head in my aching hands, complete silence now suffocating me. It was 3am and I had not slept at all. After three agonizing days in the hospital the doctor was finally letting me leave, I just had to wait til morning.

At 6.30am the doctor strolled through the door nonchalantly and suddenly the hospital was abuzz with sound. I was already sitting on the side of the bed ready to be dismissed. The gown was folded, to the best of my ability, on the end of the bed and I had all of my shit in the rucksack my brother had left for me. A handsome young nurse came to escort me out moments after, he helped me into the wheepchair and then yo get my bag onto the handles, whilst he wheeled me to the front he informed me that my "cute big brother" was at the reception to collect me. The nurse was disappointed when I told him that not only was my little brother not available but that he was also straight.
"The cute ones always are." He pouted as he approached the desk. As Mikey took hold of the chair and turned to walk away with me, the nurse lightly patted his butt, Mikey flushed crimson and stared at me.
"What was that about?" He whispered as we left the hospital, swerving dangerously.
"Never mind. Just focus on not killing me!" I laughed, happy to see the natural light and fresh air.

I awkwardly clambered into the car, trying to get in without catching my ankle whilst Mikey wrestled with the chair, trying to get it into the boot.

I sat flipping through stations as he walked around and joined me. He put the key in the ignition and wiggled it trying to make his shitmobile work. I sighed as the car coughed and spluttered. "Shush. Come on girl, you've got this..." He winced as he turned the ignition and as if by magic "she" started up. He gave me a "I told you so" look and I rolled my eyes. We sang along to Blink on the radio on the drive home. It was short but refreshing, for a moment I forgot.

"Watch out for the piss!" I groaned as Mikey shoved me into the tiny space within the lift. We got off at our floor and paused outside the door.
"Just open it Mike." I sighed wheeling myself forwards so he could reach the lock. The door swung open revealing the war zone from the nights before.