Instinct

Fuck the Bullshit

"All I can remember, is waking up in the hospital." I said to Dr. Xi while she was examining the cuts and bruises.

"I see, and you were the one who brought her here?" She was pointing at Lizzi.

"Uh, yes." She said.

"You know, I've never seen cut marks and bruises like this due to an accident, can you explain to me how this happened?"

Lizzi explained the whole night to Dr. Xi. Once she was finished, Dr. Xi had an angry look on her fave directed towards me. Lizzi backed up away from her, and exited the hospital room. I would do the same if, you know, I wasn't the fucking patient.

"Excuse my language but, what the hell where you thinking?" I have never heard a tone so mad coming from a doctor. Something I did was seriously wrong. What was is though?

"What did I do doctor, explain to me."

"Did you forget already? You're pregnant!"

"So what?"

"You are, and I repeat, strictly prohibited from experiencing sexual intercourse during your pregnancy."

"You didn't use those fancy doctoral terms when you told me that."

"Same difference."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. She just became even more angry. She looked as if she was going to fucking explode. I better prepare myself for a shout-a-thon.

"Do you even care that you are pregnant, Cheyenne?"

"Nope."

"Why Cheyenne? Why are risking this poor child's life?"

"Because this 'poor child' is preventing me from doing my job. I need to take care of myself right now."

"You are absolutely sick."

"Whatever, I don't care about your opinion. Just give me a fucking abortion and I'll be good."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"There are people waiting in long waiting lines to get an abortion. These people are raped, tortured, and financially ruined and have a good reason to get an abortion. You just want to get rid of the baby because it's preventing you from doing prostitution. So no, I won't let you get an abortion."

"Fine then!"

I got out of the hospital bed and tried to walk out of there. Except, I couldn't walk. Dear lord I am never getting out of this hellhole. And the devil is my doctor. My, high heels wearing doctor.

"Oh yeah, you broke a lot of nerves in your legs. You're gonna have to stay here for awhile."

"Gee, thanks."

I absolutely hate having to be a patient at hospitals for long amounts of time. One of the main reasons, is the food. The food here is most likely those frozen meals that don't really have to much flavor. Most of the time, they just taste like shit. Hospital food tastes worse than airplane food in my opinion. Funny, the two places they ask you to turn wi-fi off the most are the places with the worst food.

Another thing is that the cable in your room is constantly running out. My room especially, as it seemed like I couldn't watch more than 20 of cable at a time before it just shut off. Woe is me. No cable, no life.

And finally, the fact that I have no visitors. The woman in the bed next to me got plenty of visitors. Her husband, her parents, her brother, her twin daughters, everyone was their for her. And me, no one was here for me. I feel miserable as fuck. Luckily, I should be out of here soon.

I finally got out of there on Sunday. From the hospital, I did the exact opposite of rest and went grocery shopping for food necessities. I had to get 2 carts and spent 300 dollars on food. At least I won't have to worry about coming back soon. I also didn't have any time to do my homework, so that's kind of bad.

During math class today, I was called down into the office by Principal Mark Batemontigasoraislomaticas. Do not ask me where the fuck that last name originates from. He's about 6'2" tall, has thick brown hair, always wears a fancy expensive suit, and tries to act super professional. I don't like him.

"Cheyenne, we need to talk about your grades."

I figured this conversation would come up soon. I've been slipping lately, and he probably doesn't appreciate that.

"Look at this Cheyenne!"

He was right, C's, D's, and F's. I wasn't doing so hot.

"If you don't improve on these grades, then you'll have to leave."

"Fuck the bullshit." I whispered to myself.

"Excuse me?"

"I said, fuck the bullshit! I quit!"

That was the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life.