Not Your Dancer

6

I rushed into the hospital, Nat on my mind, slamming into the front desk,

"Natalie Alvarez? room now!"

"So your always so demanding," Kyle siad from the side but i ignored,

"Im sorry for her attitude," he siad to the lady behind the desk looking up the name,

'You get used to it," she murmured, before giving me a visitor sticker and room number,

I took the stairs, to the second floor, finding the room, i practicly ran in, almost stumbling,

"Nat!"

"Roxy?"

She lied in a hospital bed her right leg in a cast,  elevaded in a swing coming from the ceiling, and an episode of Dance Moms playing on the tv.

"How did you get here?"

Kyle walked in just in time with a starbucks in hand,

"Ill be outside, dont take long," 

"Shut up and get out,"

"let me remind you im your ride," he siad before leaving.

Nat glared at me,

"Desperate measure ok!" i huffed,

"I would tell you, you should be at school, but god im glad you came." she siad as i hugged her.

"What happend?"

"I slipped in the kitchen floor, and some glass and somhow my leg bent the wrong way and ya" she concluded checking out her leg,

"Are you coming back too school?'

"I be released hopefully wensday, but i wont be dancing for like three months,"

I wanted to slam my head repeatedly on a door.

"THREE MONTHS?!" I basicly shouted in disbeleif,

"Exuse me, but Natalie shouldnt have visitors at this time, she needs to rest," a nurse inturrupted us,

i hugged her one last time,

"Text me 24/7," I whispered to her,

she nodded laughing, and i left her too sleep,

I found Kyle in the food court with a sandwitch, i stole his other half and chewed desperatly,

"Do girls always eat so much on their periods?" he siad taking the sandwitch out of my hands,

"Well i might be a fat ass, but your ugly and i can diet so." i siad taking hte sandwitch back and taking a huge bite,

"Please i'v seen transvestites, who look more feminine than you,"  he siad finishing his sandwitch and getting up,

"Hey where are you going?"

"Home,"

"What about me?" i snapped

"What about you?"

"A ride?"

"Why?"

"Um cuz i need one,"

"Being stuck in a car witha bitch or... going home alone listning to anything else but your annoying voice?"

he pretended to think about his options,

"Opt 2 it is,"

"What?"

"relax im joking," he smiled

"Thats a first,"

"so dont push it,"

He drove me home, the ride mostly consisting of what to hear on the radio,