It took a very long time to settle down. After that, I sat there in a daze. Minutes later, I heard different people's voices. I wiped my tears and looked up, a clean-up crew came in and started cleaning the room. Dad and the baby stroller were missing. I didn't know what to do so, I stayed there in that spot. Them seeing me, a teenage girl wearing a diaper was shameful. I tried to block out their faces as they had confused looks on their faces.
One of them, a woman came up to me and spoke.
"Your Papa told me, he will be right back... We need to vacuum so, please wait in the hallway."
"Okay, thanks."
It took a while to figure out how to stand up from the floor in a swelled-up diaper and, really embarrassing. As I walked, I tried airing out my rotten diaper, but it was too late. My skin was covered in slime, and I couldn't feel the cool air. I waited in the hallway with little to no energy left. I was completely exhausted, I felt I was in a never-ending nightmare.
After a while, the clean-up crew left the banquet room. That woman came back and spoke.
"Your Papa will meet you at the , bye-bye."
"Thanks again Miss."
I walked slowly, I was super tired, I wanted a shower and wanted to go to bed. I heard the elevator doors opened and Dad came out with my skirt and slippers. He sat down on a bench next to the elevator. I hurried up to greet him but instead, I started shredding tears. I faced him and too ashamed to talk. Dad felt all around my diaper again. Beside cringing, I moaned from pain as he touched all my sore parts.
"My poor baby... Do you have diaper rash?"
"Daddy... I have been so gross and uncomfortable ever since... I... I should have spoken up before but... But, um..."
"I know it's been a long day for you, it's almost over my baby girl... The hotel that we are staying at, is two floors up. After checking in, you will get a long-deserved bubble bath... How does that sound to my cranky little girl?"
I nodded yes as my tears continued. He helped me put my skirt on and I put on the slippers. Dad cleaned my eyes then fixed my skirt better.
Still softly weeping, Dad held my hand and led me into the elevator. I was overtired and I had a question that I wanted to ask since I saw the black car.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Sweetie?"
"Um, it's a dumb question but, I was wondering about it all day. Um, who's black car is that?"
"It's the company car Tina, I use it when I meet clients."
"Oh, okay... Thanks Daddy."
After asking that question and since I was overly tired, that was a very dumb question to ask, of course that was a company car. I decided to stop asking questions until I fully woke up.
The elevator doors opened, and we walked out into a large hotel lobby. It had a water fountain in the middle of it and tall fish tanks against the walls. One side was a restaurant, the other side were two glass elevators, and the lobby was a little crowded.
We went to the front desk line. From the music and the noisy people, it muffled my diaper's crinkling sounds. I looked around and amazed how pretty everything looked. I pointed at the artwork on the ceilings to Daddy, he padded my head.
As we moved up the line, I saw a cute teenage boy with his family. I tried to tug away from Dad's hand but, he held it tight.
"Daddy, it's embarrassing... Please let go."
YOU ARE READING
The Bad Apple
Short StoryA teenage girl skipped school and went to pick apples instead. She had an accident and texted her sister for help. That point on, her troubles begin.
