The Girl in Cleats

⚽️Chapter 3⚽️

"Young lady get back to your room this instant."

Ok so apparently I fell asleep next to my mom and the doctor found me. Let me just say this, he is a very scary man. Ok back to being yelled at:

"Ms. Kiera Ashton get back to your room or I will not let you visit your mom again."

"I don't know if you can actually do tha..."

"NOW."

"Ok ok I'm movin'."

I kiss my mom goodbye before walking down to my room. As I pass the nurses in the hall they all stare at me. Haha, let them see how tough I am. I walk into my room and- this is not my room. Ohhhhh crap I have no idea where I am.

I peek out of the room and mentally slap myself. I was too drugged this morning to remember where I came from.

I walk up to a nicer-looking lady and ask her politely where my room was. Not so nice. She looks down on me, no doubt judging, and leads me to my room. I lay down in my bed, head held high. Well, that was embarrassing.

A few hours later a nurse comes in with a tray of food. Oh good, I didn't realize how hungry I was until I saw the bagel, fruit, and yogurt.

I lick my lips and wanna yell at the nurse to please move faster. But no, you're not a child, Kiera.

As the nurse sets the tray on my lap I instantly gobble it all down. She gives me a disgusted look. Whatever.

The nurse leaves me to myself and I begin to think about my dad, he lives about 45 minutes away from us. We live in Ohio.

My dad was a nice man, so I never got why they split. I'm suddenly overcome with tears and my body starts shaking up and down, up and down. I hope nobody sees this. I cry myself to sleep. . . Again.

When I wake up it's about 5:30 pm. My stomach grumbles. I look down at it and say "I know you're hungry, it's not my fault. I didn't get us in this mess. It's ok..."

I look up and see a nurse staring at me as if I'm the craziest person in the world. I feel my face flush and say "I, uh... Pretend you didn't see that."

The nurse just nods at me and writes something down on her little clipboard. Probably "patient 543 has been talking to stomach. We may need to put her out of her misery." I gulp and ask, "Since you're here, can I have some food?"

The nurse smiles and nods her head. I like her. Plus, she knows too much. "What is your name?" I ask, staring into her icy blue eyes. She has blonde hair and its up in a bun.

"Casey." She replies. I nod, letting her know that she can go. But I make sure to smile. She may be the only person I have in this horrid place.

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I wake up from my good night sleep and stretch. "Ow!" I scream. I probably shouldn't have stretched. My side starts bleeding again and the machines start beeping. Well isn't this just peachy?

Doctors and nurses rush in, holding my side to help it stop bleeding.

After about an hour of rushing and sewing my side back together, I'm fine and sit back. That mean nurse wasn't kidding when she told me not to do anything physically active.

Casey comes in with a clipboard and I ask her what happened when I stretched. Today she has black rimmed glasses on.

"When you stretched, it pulled apart the stitches, causing you to start bleeding again. So I would advise you not to stretch." She smiles at me.

"But how come I could walk 2 days ago?" I ask.

"You probably didn't stretch your body too much vertically, and I assume you were tip-toeing so you wouldn't have done anything." She says quietly with a wink.

I smile nervously, "Can I call my dad?"

She nods and hands me a phone that was attached to the wall.

Well, good job Kiera, all you had to do was reach over. But that might've stretched my stitches again and caused another antagonizing hour of doctors and more stitches. No thanks.

I dial my dads number. He isn't expecting me until Friday night.

"Riiiiiing-riiiiing." It does that a few times before a woman's voice hesitantly answers "hello?" I pull my head back in confusion then say, "um, I think I have the wrong number. Is this 555-3421?"

"Yes." The strange lady answers. I freeze. "Is Keith there?"

"Yes, would you like to talk to him?" The lady replies. "N-no I need to go bye." I say hurriedly. Before she can even answer, I end the call and set it on the small desk next to me.

Who was that lady?

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Ooooooooh I wonder who it was? Leaving you at yet another cliff hanger.

-KD Montague