You're My Mate?

Cruel, Cruel World

Beep ... Beep ... Beep ... Beep ... Beep ...Beep ... Beep ... Beep ... Beep ...

What the hell? What is that beeping noise? Oh no. It can't be! I'm suppose to be dead! Why didn't I die?!!??!

By the time I force my eyes open I am greeted by the harsh fluorescent hospital lights. I see some doctors in the room talking to my sissy. I cant hear anything and I have the taste a faint trace of vomit in my mouth. Gross. My sissy see's that I'm awake and she rushes over too me. She's saying something. I can't hear her. I look at the doctor with the little strength that I have I give him a pleading look. He tells my sissy something. I still have no idea what. Why the hell am I deaf? Oh well. I see the doctor grab some paper and a pen and write down something. He passes the paper over to me.

Get some rest. Your going to need it.

I nod my head and then drift off into what seems to be an endless nightmare.

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I wake up and it seems like its in the middle of the night. I look at the clock. 4:43 AM. I sigh. Wait a second. I say "hello?" aloud and I can hear myself. I try to move but I realize that I am getting I am connected to two IV's.

Why am I in the hospital?

Suddenly earliers re-caps come back to me.

*Flashback of earlier*

I'm in the hospital now and I keep dozing off but then also waking up. One time I woke up to having my blood being pulled out. I can't feel the needle nor did I feel the poke. Wow, I must be really numb. I doze off again. I see the doctor talking to my sister about something but I'm way to tired and drugged up to focus on what they're saying. The doctor see's that I'm finally awake again and he tells me something. I can't hear him.

"Repeat that please." I say slurring my words.

"Your going to get your stomach pumped."

I nod my head and he asks my if I know why I'm getting my stomach pumped. I say yes and told him because I swallowed 137 pills. He nods his head in approval and walks off to my sister who is clearly angry and .. and .. Jesus Christ there are so many emotions on that girls face. I doze off again. Next thing I know I'm being woken up to get my stomach pumped. I DON'T WANT HELP! I WANT TO DIE! I scream that in my head because I don't have the energy to even talk anymore. I see one doctor and three nurses in my room.

"We strongly suggest that you wait out in the waiting room Mrs." the doctor says.

My sister nods her head and walks out to the waiting room. DON'T LEAVE SISSY! I'M SCARED! I once again yell in my head. The doctor can read me like a book. He see's my distress and walks over.

"Don't be scared. Your going to get too see her after this." says the doctor.

I don't do anything but just look at him. I see that they are ready for the procedure.

"I'm sorry honey but your going to have to swallow this tube so we can get the contents out of your tummy." One nurse tells me.

I nod my head this time and open my mouth. They put this bucket thing under my chin so they can catch any throw up that comes out of my mouth. They start pushing the tube down my throat and I tried swallowing but I start freaking out. I thought I was going to not be able to breathe.

"I'm so sorry honey. It's easier said than done." The same nurse tells me.

I can feel the contents that were in my stomach. I close my eyes until I got half way through with the procedure. I open my eyes to see a tube in my mouth that is filled up with neon green puke. You could see the fragments of pills that hadn't been fully digested. There was a lot of those. I feel some of the puke coming out of my mouth. Thank god for the bucket this that is under my chin.

*10 minutes later*

I'm finally done. Now its time to pull the tube out my throat. When the did I only felt something smooth being pulled out. Huh. That was the easiest part of the whole damn thing. They all leave except for one nurse. I see that there are two hospital gowns sitting next to my bed. I wonder why so I look down to see that I threw up on the gown a bit. And I some how got puke on my left hand. The nurse helps me change and then she goes up to the next level of the hospital to get a toothbrush and tooth paste so I can brush my teeth. Once I got done with that they brought my sissy back in. I smiled and her.

"I love you sissy."

"I love you too."

"Can I come in?" sounds so familiar.

That voice! That guy was in my bedroom before I passed out! I say to myself silently. Right before I put a face to the name I pass out because I'm still drugged up, and my energy is completely gone thanks to all the puking.

*End of Flashback*

Why in the hell do I remember the so vividly?! *Sighs* I see a doctor come in with another three of those blood taking tubes. She takes my blood and then leaves without a word. I look over to my left and see my sissy there on her phone texting most likely our aunt. I see her tear stained face. Her blood shot eyes. Her trembling fingers. She had that face I know all too well. She looks at me but I close my eyes before she could notice that I'm awake. I hear the curtain being pulled to open and then to close.

"Is she awake yet?"

Dammit! I need to match the face to the name. But not right now because I'm ease dropping. Don't judge me.

"No, not yet." says my sissy.

"Do you think I should tell her. You know? About what we actually are?"

I hear my sister sigh. I could tell she is over thinking it.

"Yes. But when she comes back home. She is to weak to understand what is really going on"

"She is my mate though. I love her."

"I know this is hard Anthony, but she will make it through this."

WHAT THE HELL IS ANTHONY DOING HERE?!!? Ouch, I just gave myself a headache. Why would a high class, popular boy love me? And what the fuck is this shit about me being his mate? I sigh below my breath so they wont hear me but then I feel two sets of sets on me all of a sudden. I play it off like I am still sleeping but I shift a bit. *Sighs Mentally* I will talk to them about this when I wake up in the morning. Or afternoon. I'm really tired.

That night I dreamt about getting my stomach pumped. But in this dream or nightmare or whatever it is wouldn't stop until I was puking blood. That night was the worst day of my life.

Hello again world. O how unfortunate I live to see another day. You are a cruel, cruel world.

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