Hidden//n.g

Part nine

As the night went on, the more people came, the more I wanted to go. I mean what could be worse than smearing off all your makeup, looking like an entire mess, loosing who I came with, and on top of that my head was bursting into pure pain.
I tried my best to enjoy myself but it currently seemed impossible.
As my head continued to ache in pain, I trudged through the room of wild teenagers in hopes of finding a bathroom.
After searching the halls and barging in on multiple people in rooms, I came to a small bathroom upstairs. The second I saw my reflection in the mirror I almost screamed.
Blood was tumbling down from my nose.
I hadn't even hit my head or anything.
Never in my life have I had a nose bleed until all of this started happening.
First a bazar lump sitting on the side of my hip.
Then came the head aches.
And now nosebleeds?
Brushing my nervous thoughts to the back of my mind, I searched the medicine cabinet for some ibuprofen or at least some Advil.
Of course I was unsuccessful.
After cleaning up the bloody mess that I had left smeared on the sink, I fixed my appearance and went looking for Nash somewhere downstairs.
It was hopeless.
No Nash.
No Stas.
No Sam.
No ride home.
I opened my phone to text Nash until I saw that the battery level had reached 2 percent.
Lovely.
I'm truly at a loss.
Everything seemed blurrier than before.
Taking it slowly, I headed down the stair case and back into the main floor of the party. My head felt heavy, almost as if a thousand pounds was just sitting on top of me, causing my body to collapse.
All I could see was black but my entire body was numb and cold to the touch.
The last I could remember was seeing nash hovering over my body with worried eyes.

         Emergency room// 2:47 AM//

I was rudely awoken by the hospital lights above my head, shining in my eyes. The sheets were rough and the bed felt hollow. I lifted my head to get a better understanding of where I was exactly.
I was confused.
Where's my nurse? Where's my doctor? Where's Nash and the others? Did I pass out or something?
I was alone, but not for long until a man in a white coat and blue gloves over his hands came through the door slowly as if he was trying not to wake up a sleeping baby.
"Well your awake I see?"
I didn't bother to answer his obvious question.
He had a chart with multiple papers that he was filling out as if he was examining me. "How are you feeling since the accident?"
I stayed silent and rubbed my head and temples. There was an IV connected to the inner side of my arm along with multiple tubes and cords rapped around my body that led to complicated machines. My skin even seemed more pale than usual.
I could almost feel the anxiety rush inside of me.
"Where's Nash." That's the only thing I could really think about but it's all that mattered.
"Trust me, he's been waiting for you but we need to talk before we go any further."
I paused.
I get more and more worried by the second. I mean all that happened was a simple fall right?
"What happened?"
"Well that's what I came to talk to you about Ms. Davis."
"Don't call me Ms. Davis." I snapped. It reminded me too much of my mother.
"My apologies, would you prefer a Rae?"
What other name would I prefer?
I pushed my thoughts aside and nodded my head yes.
"Well Rae, our team and staff here have seen this before and in fact it's very common to collapse or faint, now the only misunderstanding we're having here is seeing the cause of the fall. Now don't worry the fall isn't the concern... we'd like to run some texts on your blood and do some scans because this is unusual to see and can lead to something worse or might already be something we don't want to escalate, but before we do anything we need some previous information on some things that might have happened within the past few weeks."
He checked his clip bored and flipped through some papers as he stood near the foot of my hospital bed.
"Any unusual symptoms lately?"
If only I could count them all I thought to myself.
I almost didn't feel comfortable telling him everything because I'm scared of the outcome. He said it's 'unusual', what if that's bad?
"Well I've had these terrible head aches and migraines that won't go away or even subside. But don't even get me started on this bump on my side that's really been driving me crazy and I haven't noticed it getting any better either. The last thing was this terrible nose bleed but I'm not sure if that's something to worry about or not."
He tried his best to put everything down on the paper as fast paced as he could.
"That was all very helpful but we will definitely need to investigate further into this diagnosis before we can let you go."
There was one thing on my mind right now and one thing only and that was getting to see Nash. Even though I didn't want to worry him with all this, I still wanted to see him.

"When can I see Nash?"

                     End of chapter nine