Chapter 11 - The Hospital illusion

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“Aw,” I smirked.

    Jessy was sweet, very sweet...and then he was mad…and then funny. And then distant. Is Jessy bi-polar, or something? Oh well, I didn’t care anyways. I just cared about the fact that he cared about me in the first place.

    “Okay, so…I uh…got to go?” Katty said hesitantly and waved quickly, ready to leave.

    “Where do you think you’re going?” I looked at her with a comical and suspicious expression. She just stuttered along, trying to figure out where she was going to go in the first place.

    “Uh…but, it’s just…” she babbled on, nervously.

    “Uh-huh…?” I smirked, again.

    “What am I going to do here, though?” she snapped suddenly and smirked. I chucked, HA! She thought she could leave. I thought to myself.

    “Keep me company?” I raised an eyebrow, trying to not to smile. She huffed.

    Oh well, I guess I can let her go. It’d be boring and awkward here with just her and I. Her and Jessy can just hang out, anyways. Just like big momma said, “It’s better to have no company than bad company,” or something like that.

    “Okay, fine. Shoo, shoo!” I waved my hand and looked out the window. The clouds were white and fluffy; the sun fell onto the grass, making it glow, almost.

    The hospital was in a business area. There was a huge parking lot around the building, and across the street was a plaza, with “Target”, “Wal-Mart”, “Starbucks”, “McDonalds”, “Toys R Us” and many more, which were all lined up, with an even larger parking lot surrounding them.

    The nurse knocked on the door, which I thought was really pointless, since if I told her not to come in, she would anyways.

    “I have a nice tray of food for you,” she smirked and handed me a ugly and boring looking, colored tray. Which was filled with equally boring food, as well as pure liquid; soup, Jello and water. “Wow, I know it is none of my business but your boyfriend must love you a lot for sending you all this stuff,” the nurse said, almost making me cough out the soup I had put in my mouth. She smirked again, making me want to rip her lips off altogether.

    “We’re just friends,” I told her, and she seemed impressed.

    “Well, he must be a great friend. So, do you like dogs, and, or have any allergies with animals?” she glanced around the room, filled with my presents from Jessy.

    “I love animals, and I don’t have any allergies, well what I know of,” I gave her a small smile.

    “Oh, okay. Good,” she smiled, and walked out the door, closing it gently as she left.

    I ate my food as I turned on the TV to watch it.

    “OH MY GOD! It’s English!” I grinned like a fool, it was a music channel. With new music!

    “Let’s get physical,

    Physical, I want to get physical,

    C’mon everybody, come!

    "And to you that was number four on our count down: Let’s get physical! Now to a commercial break,”

    A commercial started and a girl appeared, she looked like she was pure surgery and plastic.

    “Are you tired of chicken crap on your head?!” a man’s voice called out from the TV. Wait…was the guy’s voice Ricky Martin’s?

    “Yes?” I said to the TV, quietly.

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