Save Me from Myself

Chapter 44

Cali's POV
"Cali, I need to talk to you.. Cali get up!" Joey grumbled, shaking me a little. I groaned and mumbled some curse words.

"What do you want?" I asked, yawning and rubbing my eyes. He looked uncomfortable. Extremely uncomfortable. "Spit it out Joey before I slap you and go back to sleep."

"Well.. Its just..." ha started wringing his hands together, "I think you really need to go have a talk with Esme."

I snorted, "You woke me up for that?? Fuck no."

He groaned and said "Cali I'm serious!! I don't know what's going on! I went to go pee a few hours ago, and i heard her in the girls bathroom. She's been puking on and off for a while now and the nurses aren't doing anything."

"Then why don't you do something??" I asked.

"BECAUSE ITS THE GIRLS BATHROOM!! JUST GO!!" He exclaimed. I groaned again and walked towards the bathroom.

"Just so you know Joey, I'm not cleaning up and puke." I yelled. He gave me a thumbs up and i walked into the bathroom to find her in one of the stalls, puking her guts out. Ew ew ew ew. I tapped her shoulder and she groaned. "Should i call someone or...? What's wrong?" I asked, grabbing her a paper towel.

"Thanks. " she answered, rubbing her temples."Where are all the nurses?" She asked.

"I think they're intimidated by you. But you didn't answer my question."

She sighed, "I may or may not be pretty hungover..."

"ESME!"

She rolled her eyes, "Don't scold me like you're my mother. Its pretty fucking annoying."

I rolled my eyes right back at her, "Listen Esme, you don't see anyone else sitting on a nasty bathroom floor trying to help you, so you might want to treat me better, or next time you'll be completely alone." I lectured. Then I added, "And you know, maybe the reason I scold you is that maybe I still care about you, despite your blatant hatred for me."

She groaned, "Now you definitely sound like my mother. And I don't hate you. I was stupid, okay?? That day that I saw you was... awful for me. And I took it out on you. I didn't mean what I said."

Tears welled up in my sensitive eyes and I wrapped my arms around her tightly.

"I missed you." I mumbled.

"I missed you too, you whore." She choked back a sob.

"Slut."

We laughed, and, for a split second, everything was fine. We were happy.

"Wait, why were you so upset with me that day?" I asked. Wrong question.

After she told me what that douche Mason did to her, I wanted to personally choke him with his own intestines. Unfortunately, I'm stuck in an asylum, so I couldn't do that. I always hated that guy. Too perfect. People that act perfect are always bad.

"Damn, look at us. We're hot messes." She grumbled after a while. I laughed, and answered, "I'm not a hot mess. I'm a sexy mess."

She groaned, "So much self confidence. Is it infectious?"

I laughed more, "If it was real, then yes, it would be infectious."

She started puking again, and I cringed every single time. Not because it was disgusting, which it was, I was just so used to seeing people puke for very different reasons.

"Dude, when i asked if it was infectious, i didn't mean like this." She mumbled, clutching her stomach.

"Yo, Its not my fault you were stupid enough to get drunk before coming to an asylum."

"Stfu whore." She spat.

"Stfu?" I asked. Weird text talk I'm thinking. The only ones I know are LOL and TTYL.

"Text talk for shut the fuck up." She groaned. I knew it! Text talk! "Jesus fucking Christ my stomach hurts."

"I would get you an aspirin, but we're kinda in a mental hospital where no one is allowed to have medicine because we're all scary messed up." I answered, patting her back softly.

Suddenly, she gasped loudly and started breathing heavily. "Oh god oh god oh god... Cali get a nurse. Right now." She said, breathlessly.

"Wait what's wrong?" I asked as I got up.

"GET A FUCKING NURSE." She exclaimed, loudly.

I ran outside and looked around. No stupid nurses around. I ran around the halls frantically until I finally found a nurse. Then, I dragged her back into the bathroom where she carried Esme out and put her in the infirmary. They asked me to stay outside, so I just sat in the floor and waited.

When the nurse came out, she said "You should probably get in there... I think your friend is having a breakdown. I'll let her explain. "

I went in to see Esme pacing back and forth around the room, biting her nails. "Esme, what's up?"

"Oh god Cali... Oh god. What the hell am I going to do???" She said, just barely loud enough for me to understand.

"Esme. What's wrong?? Why are you freaking out??" I asked, sitting down.

She muttered some gibberish, and I sighed, "Esme, English please."

She waited a while to open her mouth, and when she did, no signs came out.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Cali, I'm pregnant."
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Hehehe. Plot twist? Plot twist. Don't hate me. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for reading!
♡♡Christal