A whole new person

16 | Phew

I don't remember much of what happened after this.

Just some blurry sounds of sirens in the back of my memory.

I woke up at the hospital. Those beeping sounds disturbed my sleep. I noticed some tingling feelings in my arms and hands.

I tried to open my eyes to see what on earth was going on, but it was just too light. It felt like someone was holding a fucking flashlight right in front of my eyes.

With a lot of difficulty, I managed to open my eyes just a little. All I could really see at this point was the white and blue walls.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I opened them more and more. I tried to look around to see if Tom was near me, but he wasn't.

God damn it. What if he's badly hurt?

I looked down at myself, just to see a couple of needles attached to my arms, and an ugly outfit they put me in.

A nurse walked into my room.

"Hello miss. I'll just do some quick checkups on you, and then I'll go catch the guy waiting for you outside the door."

"Who's waiting for me?"

"Mr. Kaulitz. I don't remember his surname."

Thank god. That must be Tom.

When she was done with listing the numbers on the screen and whatever she did, she walked out and told Tom he could come inside to see me.

The thing is just, that it wasn't Tom who walked in. It was Bill.

"Bill? Where's Tom?"

What if he's hurt badly? What if he... no. No that would be too much. He couldn't have died in a car accident.

"He's in another room down the hall." Was all he said. He sat down on the chair next to my bed.

I figured that if we're at the same hall, our conditions were probably pretty equal.

"How long have we been here?" It was dark outside, so the only thing I could really tell on my own was that it was evening or something like that.

"Just a few hours, but I'm really tired. Tom is fine if you were wondering. He just feels bad about what happened." He looked at me. "And I'm sorry too, I know that pregnancy test really fucked everything up. It's all my fault."

Thank god Tom was okay. And thank god Bill was responsible for that pregnancy test. But poor Bill. He seemed so sad about it.

"Was Tom ever blacked out like I was?"

"No, he just got a little wound on his forehead. Y/n I'm truly so sorry about that test. If it wasn't because I was such a fool this morning, all of this would have never happened."

"Bill, don't worry about it. It's fine. But... who on earth have you got pregnant?"

"Uhm, well we're not really a couple. I was just drunk and I hooked up with her and not long after that I met her at another party and we did it again and she took that test the next morning and yeah..."

This doesn't seem like something Bill would normally do, but in a way I'm kinda proud of him. I mean, he had a one night stand. Or rather a two night stand, but how much bad luck must he have to get that girl pregnant in two rounds round.

I didn't wanna tell him, but I assumed that she must have gotten pregnant by some other dude, cause I know for sure that it's very rare to get pregnant from two tries.

"Are you still talking to her?"

"No, she cut our contact when she went home that day. Tom found that test in the trash and I saw that she sent me message saying I was irresponsible for getting her pregnant."