(EDITED)
"Are you guys okay?"my Dad asked as he enters the room.
"Fine." I reply. My mom walks into the room with some shorts, some huge bandages to cover my cut and dome underwear. I grab a pillow and cover my ass as I walk out the door to the bathroom.
I put on my underwear and pants first. Then, run some water over my cut and bandage it up. I take the ruberband from my hair and tie the excess gown behind me. Ugh, my boobs look...perky, in a way. Like you can see them pop out of the gown. I seriously need a bra.
"Mom." I open the door and enter my room. My hands covering my chest. Everyone's eyes are fixed on me. "Um, I need a bra." I whisper to her.
"Okay, Ill be right back, but I don't think you are allowed to wear them." I give her the 'are-you-fucking-kidding-me' stare. I can't believe this hospital. How inappropriate. All the doctors must be perverts looking at X-Rays of women's breast.
Eventually everyone leaves except Jason. Why did everyone leave me? Assholes. "Okay, new and better plan." I tell him and he leans in. "Right before lunch, when we are in the cafeteria, you say you are gonna leave and like 1 minute and a half later I am gonna say I have to go to the bathroom. Then you ride up to the double door leading outside the cafeteria and honk your horns. I'm gonna run towards your car and get in. Then we drive off into the sunset." I flail my arms and we both laugh.
Minutes later my mom comes in with a bra and crop top. Why did i even have to wear that stupid gown? Its not like I have a disease. Its just a bad cut, not a big deal. Get a life people.
Mom hands me the clothing and I run off into the bathroom. Every step I take pain fills my leg. Everyone suddenly gets back. Brianna holding hands and laughing with Jeremy. Dad on his phone doing, God knows what.
I come out with a normal outfit on. Except for my hair and the huge fuckin bandage plastered on my leg. "Ready?" I ask. Everyone nods as I walk towards the elevators where we all step into.
No one says a word. Complete silence. All you could hear is the elevator beeps as it passes different floors. I glance at Jason and he glances right back. A little smirk grows on his face, he faces forward and the elevator door opens.
I kind of limp when I walk, groaning in pain as I take each step. "Do you need a wheelchair." My dad furrows his eyebrows.
"No. Im not an old lady." I hiss. He rolls his eyes and proceeds walking towards the cafeteria.
"Hey, guys." Everyone turns to look at Jason. "I'm going to leave. Have a good lunch. See you later, Vicki." He waves goodbye and glances at me with the corner of his eye. I wink and he smiles. Leaving off to get his car. I wonder around the cafeteria, not wanting to pick anything.
Around 2 minutes later I go to the bathroom, waiting. Its been about 5 minutes of waiting and he never showed. Never honked. Maybe he got the wrong door? I pull out my phone and text him.
Me:
Are you coming or what?
Jason:
Nah.
What do he mean by 'nah'?
Me:
You can't just ditch me.
Jason:
You will thank me later ;)
Me:
Asshole.
Jason:
You know you love me <3
Me:
If I did I wouldn't call you 'asshole'!! *Burn* *flails arms*
Jason:
You know you can't resist me. Im just that perfect. ;) <3 Im sorry, you need to stay there. The nurse said they had one more treatment for you then you go home. U can last 2 more hours.
Me:
Whatever. You owe me. So, I need you to go to my house and grab a duffle bag. Then shove like all my panties, bras, jeans, shorts, shirts and glasses in there. Don't forget my socks. Once ur done, get your stuff and leave. Put my duffle bag by the door. thx. I will explain tomorrow. brb. DO WHAT I TELL U!!!! ;)
I hit the send button and off goes my message.
Jason:
WTF? Okay, sure. Bye. U better tell me what ur up to tomorrow. see ya. <3
Me:
I will. bye. <3 DONT TELL MY PARENTS!!!!!!! OR BRIANNA!!!!!
Ugh, what an ass. He is so stubborn! Now I'm stuck here with my lame, humdrum family for another 2 hours.
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"Okay, you are all set and ready to go. I will have the nurse come and get your clothes. Remember, its gonna hurt. You need to let your cut breath and change out the bandage every 12 hours. It should be gone in about 6 weeks. Okay, bye Vicki. " Dr. Bowski waves off, leaving my room.
My family and I sit in silence with Jeremy, that is until the nurse comes in. She carries a bag with all of my clothes from the accident. Im not sure if they tried to wash it, because still see blood on my jeans and white shirt. She hands me the bag and i open it, trying not to touch the nasty clothes. I reach in and pull out a pair of blue Ray-Ban glasses.
My sister's eyes widen. "Are those even your's?"
I smirk. "Hell no. Why would i buy $300 dollar glasses when get some pretty Wayfarers at Wal-Mart for $5 bucks. But, I'm keeping them. How do i look?" i put on the glasses and do the 'duck face'.
"With your eyes." My sister narrows her eyes in a "duh" kind of way.
"Bitc- 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4." I breath in and out, trying to contain myself. My sister rolls her eyes. "Well can we go?"
"Yeah, are you ready?" I nod and we all head out the room. Everyone examines the room, making sure they didn't leave anything.
Once we get in the car I pull out my phone and text Zack.
Me:
Hey almost home. Pick me up there. Just park in front of my house when you get there. ill be right out.
I wit a couple minutes till my phone buzzes.
Zack:
Okay, Darling :3
I smile the rest of the car ride back home. Jeremy rode with us on the way home (remember he lives next door) No one said a word on the drive way home. It was just me, smiling like an idiot.
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So I know this book isn't the best and its super stupid. But its my first book and a few people seem to like it, hence the reason why I'm editing.
So please, no hate. Have some respect for me and the people that actually like it.
I love all of you guys that read...even if you don't support my book, by you reading it puts me in a happy mood.
Thanks!!
~NyanKittyKate26 (A.k.a. Kaitlynn)
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