COMPLICATIONS | GREY'S ANATOMY

its alright, ma (im only bleeding) part 2

5 weeks pregnant

INSTEAD OF GOING BACK TO THE HOUSE, Emmy decided she'd rather stay in the hospital with Gigi. She rolled over to look at her best friend, propping up on her elbow watching as Gigi's chest rise and fall rhythmically as she slept. She huffed out a breath, Emmy reached over to the night stand, grabbing her phone to see that it was barely seven in the morning and Gisele was still fast asleep.

Rolling back over, she wrapped her arm around Gigi's waist, pulling her close. The first thing she noticed was that Gisele seemed abnormal warm but not so much to where it worried her.

"Gigi," she whispered, "Gigi." she raised her voice slightly, earning a groan from Gigi, "Are you awake?"

"No pendeja, I'm just resting my eyes," she rolled over, facing Emmy, "What do you want?"

"I'm bored."

Gisele stared at her, annoyed she was awoken just because her friend was bored, "You woke me up because you were bored?"

Emmy hummed, "Yes, it's ten in New York. I'd be up already."

"Yes but it's Seattle and it's seven."

"Whatever... are you going back to sleep?"

Gigi hummed, "For a little while, you can wake me after an hour if you want." She said burrowing further into the bed.

"Okay. Did you bring your thingy here?" Emmy proceeded to mimic a typing motion as if she were typing in a computer, "I left mine back at your house."

Gisele furrowed her brows, confused as to what Emmy was saying, "What?"

"You know," she continued the motion, "The thing you type on."

"You mean la ordenador."

Emmy pulled a face of disgust, annoyed when her best friend used Spain Spanish, "You mean la computadora."

"No, it's ordenador."

"It's computadora."

"No, that's wrong." Gigi argued.

"No, you're the one that's wrong. Spain is literally the only Spanish speaking country that calls it a ordenador, it sounds like a failed attempt to speak French. Ordinateur." Emmy said.

"But the Spanish was invented in Spain."

"Yeah, and you people speak it wrong."

Gisele jokingly rolled her eyes, "Whatever," she pointed over to the chair Amelia had occupied earlier, "La computadora is on the chair."

Emmy reached over, getting the laptop before settling back into the bed, "You know you're losing your Mexican-ness. I'm surprised you haven't turned into a fresa yet."

"First of all I'm not even Mexican and second, fuck you."

"Maybe not by blood but you've literally been raised in a Mexican household most of your life and I love you, too." Emmy said, opening the laptop, turning it on, "¿Quieres MecDonalds when you wake up later, I've been wanting a McGriddle?"

Wanting to mess with Emmy a little, Gigi decided to annoy her friend, "Se dice McDonald's."

Emmy narrowed her eyes but chose to ignore Gigi's comment, "If you don't want that pues vamos a Estarbooks."

"Es Starbucks." Gigi corrected.

Emilia sat up, gently throwing the laptop onto the bed away from her, "Bueno, no vamos a ningún pinche lado. Nos quedamos aquí en el hospital, the hospital." Emmy ranted, attacking Gigi's midsection with a tickle attack.