Fangs, a vampire love story

Adrenaline

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Chapter 9

Adrenaline

He kept staring deep into my eyes; I could tell he was enjoying this. The black nurse came in, right when we were about to kiss, and she said, “What you guys doing? This patient is sick Tyler! And you’re just making kissy faces with her. It’s not healthy for her leg!” He groaned and helped me up.

He replied, “Sorry Delilah.” He rolled his eyes. He looked back at me and smirked. I was laughing my ass off, but I kept it in. Delilah rolled her eyes and mumbled, “Okay, now help her back onto her bed. This patient needs some rest before she goes home this afternoon.” He shot me a look. He was excited. Nurse Delilah left the room, and Tyler helped me back to my bed.

He asked me, “So, you’re leaving this afternoon… eh?” I scowled at him and replied, “Yeah… why?” He smirked and mumbled, “So I’m guessing you’re going to the dance?” I smiled and giggled. I thought he was amusing. I retorted, “Yeah.” I snickered. He got excited, and asked, “So, who are you going to dance with?” I shrugged.

He smirked, and added, “You don’t know?” I shrugged again. He laughed and told me, “Well I have someone in mind, and I think you know who I’m talking about.” He smirked again. I got annoyed and yelled out loud, “HOLY SHIT! Stop fucking, smirking, and smiling! It’s so annoying!” He laughed again. I didn’t say anything.

He sighed and spoke up, “Well, I got to go, so I’ll see you tomorrow… wear something pretty.” I scowled and ignored him. He started to walk, and turned around. He winked at me, and got out of the room. He was absolutely, incredibly sexy. I don’t know what to do anymore. I checked the time, and it was 12:38 (in the afternoon). I saw a nurse come in with a plate of food. It was chicken noodle soup.

I ate it all, and called a nurse to come pick it up. It took me half an hour to eat, so it was 1:20. Tyler came back into the room, and brought a wheel chair with him. He smiled and told me, “Okay Carry, it’s your time to go home.” I scowled and muttered, “Don’t call me Carry… pedophile.” He laughed and hit the wheel chair seat as in ‘hop on.’ I got up slowly and sat myself in my seat. He rolled me down the hallway, and down to the office to check me out.

I told them all of my information, and he brought me to the washrooms to change. I changed into my regular clothes, and got back on the chair. He wheeled me outside, and let me borrow his cell phone. I dialed my mother’s phone number, and after 5 rings she picked up. She answered, “Hello?” I replied, “Hey, mom… it’s me, Carry. I checked out of the hospital, so can you come pick me up?” There was a pause and she mumbled, “I can’t sweet heart, I can’t get off work. My lunch break already ended.”

I sighed and groaned. She asked, “Is there anyone else that can drop you off? Or can you take the bus?” I looked at Tyler, a smirk on his face. It was like he could hear everything my mom was saying. I rubbed my eyes and recited, “Well… there is a guy from school who can give me a ride… I guess.” She asked, “Do you know him well?” I whispered, “Yes.” She retorted, “Okay, go home quick. And if there is a problem, you know to call me.”

I hung up and gave the phone to Tyler. He asked, “What did she say?” I rolled my eyes and said out loud, “You’re driving me home.” You could see the look on his face, that he was excited. He replied a quick, “Okay!” and put me in his car. He took his break early, and ran back outside.

He jumped into the driver’s seat, and started up the car. I smirked, and asked him, excitedly, “You’re enjoying every minute of this aren’t you?” He nodded and started to drive out of the hospital parking lot. Half way there, there was silence. I asked him, “So when do you work at the hospital?” He answered, but still keeping his eyes on the road, “Today, which is Tuesday, and on Sunday.” I nodded.