Me & Her [gxg] | NOT EDITED

Fourteen

"Hmm?" I say.

"Oh yes. I remember now," she says.

"I don't," I say sarcastically.

"Let me tell you," she says.

She then kisses me. Full on. Oh my god I love it. It feels so nice. She feels nice.

"I remember," I say. Then I sit on the couch. She does too. Then I say, "But tell me again."

"Oh I'll tell you," she says.

We then make out with each other. I kiss her neck and so on.

*****

When I wake up I realize I'm still at Kacey's. Shit. Shit. Shit. What time is it?

I look around. I'm still on the couch. With blankets? I don't remember. Kacey is nowhere in sight.

"You're finally awake," I hear a very soothing and familiar voice.

"Yeah I guess so," I say and go to kiss her.

She pulls away and says, "Not now. Not while Nelson is here."

"Okay," I sigh.

"Come on. Get up," she says pulling me up from the couch.

Once I'm up from the couch Kacey takes me to the table with food on it. As I sit down I hear Nelson start to cough.

"Hang on," Kacey says, and starts walking down the hallway, "You can dig in if you want."

"M'kay," I say.

I do. The food's great. Eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice. Kacey comes back a minute later. She sits down and sighs.

"Don't worry about him, he'll be okay," I say. I then notice bags under her eyes and say, "Have you been up all night?"

"Mostly," she says yawning, "he threw up six times. He has a very sensitive stomach."

"Eww. Sorry I'm eating," I say.

"Ha. Sorry," she says and starts to eat.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"It's quarter of 11," she says.

"Shit!" I say. Cameron's surgery was at nine. Almost two hours ago.

"What?" She asks confused.

"Cameron. His surgery was at nine," I say.

"Oh," she says.

"I'm sorry to leave like this but I really got to go," I say grabbing my keys and my phone.

"No worries," she says. We then hug each other and I go to my car. I then start to drive to the hospital.

When I get there I sprint inside.

"Can I help you?" The person at the front desk says.

"Yeah, I'm looking for Cameron King. I'm his sister," I say.

"ID please," the guy says.

"Okay," I say getting out my ID.

He looks at it then says, "Room B12."

"Thank you," I say then sprint down the hall. Wow. That's a lot of exercise.

I open the door and walk in. He's still asleep from the anesthesia they used. His hand is in a splint and he has a breathing tube that goes through his nose.

"Shauna?" He says.

"Oh. I didn't mean to wake you," I say.

"Don't worry," he says.

"How do you feel?" I ask.

"Fine," he says.

"Good, I'm glad," I say and kiss his forehead.

The doctor then comes in. "Good. Cameron you're awake, and you are?" He asks.

"Shauna, Shauna King," I say, "Cameron's older sister."

"Ahh yes," he says, "I remember you."

The doctor starts explaining what Cameron needs to do for therapy. What he can and can't do. The medication he needs to be put on for the pain and what kind because of his other medication. That stuff. He then asks me to leave the room. I do as I'm told and walk to the waiting room.

About 10 minutes later I see him walking towards me.

"How do you feel?" I say.

"Good," he shrugs.

"Well, let's get you home," I say and put my arm around him.

"Yeah," he says, "That'd be nice."