Same Difference

Chapter 9-Nurse Pain-in-the-arse

I walsed through to my lounge after I woke up, ready to call room service. I need waffles.

'HOLY MOTHER OF HARRY STYLES! WHO THE HELL ARE... oh riiiiight. Um, sorry?'

I forgot about nurse Paisley and waking up to find a strange woman in a bright pink dress in your hotel room is scary, ok!

'Well, good morning. Tell me, have you ever had memory loss before?'

'What? No! I just got a, um, fright.'

'Do you feel the need to use the word um often?'

'No I do not!' I hate her already.

'Well I ordered you breakfast. I plan to put you on a high fibre diet for the next few weeks.'

Weeks? I walked over to the table and looked at the bowl of wheat porridge. Gross.

'Can I have chocolate chip waffles?' I crossed my fingers.

'No chocolate, too much sugar. No waffles, much too many calories.'

But sugar and calories taste good...

I choked down half the porridge before I ran to the bathroom and threw up the awful muck that she calls food. The witch didn't even check on me she just shouted to clean up the mess.

I collapsed next to the toilet and let sleep claim me.

Have you ever thrown up after having major stomach surgery, it hurts like hell!

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I woke up on the cold tiled floor with a head ack and my stomach throbbing with pain. Ahhhg, pain killers!

I hobbled through to the lounge, past nurse-no-help.

'Where are you going?'

'Pain killers.'

'Why do you want pain killers?'

'My head and stomach hurt. Duh.' She took my arm and dragged me to the bed room.

'Nothing a little sleep won't cure.'

'What! I passed out in the bathroom! I need my pain killers now! Where were you when I was puking my guts out!?' She roughly pushed me onto my bed.

'Don't take that tone with me.' She sounded eerily calm.

I was too weak to fight her so I just collapsed on the bed. She hit the light switch and closed my door.

Bitch.

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I awoke feeling much better. Well she's still wrong! I opened my phone and checked the date: 14 August.

I SLEPT AN ENTIRE DAY!? That means tomorrow is? My birthday... I'm gonna be eightteen!

Oh yeah! Who da boss!? I'm gonna be eightteen! Woo hoo! Kay... I'm a little excited.

I scrambled out of bed and put on my slippers. I was in long pyjama pants and a loose t-shirt. I walked towards the door planning to go see Logan.

'Well look who finally woke up. Where are you going?' Forgot her, again.

'I'm gonna see Lolo.'

'I'm afraid I can't allow that. They are practicing and not to be disturbed.'

'Oh.' I can't see them?

'I'll be needing your phone too.'

'What! Why!' She held out her hand.

'It's a distraction, now hand it over.' I reluctantly gave it to her and sulked over to the T.V.

'No Television.' Grrrrrrrr.

'Then what am I supposed to do!?'

'Read. Here.' The bitch handed me a large pink book entitled Manners for Young ladies. No friggin way am I reading that.

I dumped the book on the sofa and went back to my room. Mmmm.

I'm gonna make a runaway pack. El and I used to pack all the things we would take if we ran away and then by the time we were done our anger would've coolled down. We never actually tried to run away but it was fun making up adventures.

I filled a backpack with jeans, logo t-shirts, underwear and a toothbrush. I added my phone charger and zipped it up.

I'm bored again so I'll wash my hair.

By the time I was done it was dinner time. Nurse Pain-in-the-arse brought it to me. A large salad.

I picked out the raw onions, rocket lettuce and olives. I can't stand olives. Why can't I pick my own food? Well tomorrow I will.

That makes me think, it's been almost two and a half months since the crash. Eleanor isn't gonna have another birthday... I'll just have to honour her on my birthday too.

Yeah, that's what I'll do.

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