WARNING: This chapter has depressing things like the talk of self harming. There are no people cutting themselves in this chapter, just the discussion of it. So, have a happy read, I guess...
Ninas POV
Humph... what time is it? Iv already been woken up by the goon squad once... im tiered. I look over at the clock ticking on the hospital room door, and see that it is 11:30. Why am I tiered? I mean, iv had half a days worth of sleep for God sakes! Then I remember all of the drugs being pumped through my body for my head and other things.
I overheard my parents talking to one of the doctors outside of my room this morning, and apparently I may have got some kind of infection in the cut in the back of my head. They also said that they will need to keep me in for at LEAST another week. This is going to be a long week...
I told my parents and Sjin not to worry about me, and to get down to Yog towers and get some work done this morning. They did give me a spare I-Pad that Nina-Serena, the lovely named artist down at Yog towers, used to use to sketch down some ideas for merch and other things. Pretty good eh? It means I can catch up on all the missed yogscast videos! I mean, I know that the main two people I used to watch are now my parents, but still doesn't deny the fact I love their videos!
I lie there in bed for about 3 and a half hours befor hearing my stomach more or less cry. I am absoulotly starving. I know that in the movies you are never supposed to do this, but I press the red button at the side of my bed, and a nurse comes to assist me within a minute. Not all red buttons are bad after all!
"Are you ok miss? Do you need anything?" The nurse at my door asks, with a wide smile. Every one here seems so nice, to say how many tragic things happen in a hospital. My stomach crys once agein, and snaps me out of my day dream.
"Umm yeah sorry, I was just wondering if I could have some food. Iv not eaten since yesterday morning and my tummy is letting me know."
"Yes miss. The caffateria is just to the lobby, then left. We have many different things for you to chose from." She replys, as a confused look spreads across my face.
"I can't really walk down to the caffateria. My arm has about a hundred different tubes it. Trust me, I would love to have a proper walk around and stretch my legs!" I tell her this while I lift up my right arm, and show her the tubes. Confusion seems to swap out her auspicious grin.
"Did you not get your breakfast or lunch? Patients that can't leave their rooms are ment to have their food delivered to them..."
"Iv not been delivered any food since I got here."
"Right then, I shall put it on the system that you need food delivering. I am so sorry, I assure you this will not happen agein! I shall get you something to eat right away? Anything inperticular that you would like?"
Oh yeah, there is something that I really want more than any other food...
"Do you have any bacon?!" I ask, trying to sound as casual as possible.
"Sure thing sweet heart. Bacon fan are we? We only have BLT's though (bacon lettuces and tomato). Is that ok?"
"Yep sure! More than fine!" I giggle as the nurse leaves my room. I think I might start calling her Nurse. Joy! Since she seems quite joyful and I will never forget it, for reasons I'm hope everybody knows. POKÈMON!!!
about 6 minutes pass
Ahh! My sandwich has arived! With an apple and a snack bar on the side, and a drink of fresh orange to quench my thirst.
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Adopted by DunKim
Fanfiction(SLOW UPDATED- school :/ still active tho!!! :D) Hi, I'm Nina. I was orphaned at the age of 2, after my mum and dad were in a car crash. I did used to get bullied in the orphanage and I do tell myself things I probebly shouldn't, but I can cheer my...
