I Choose You

Chapter Thirty - Mistakes

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I woke up, totally disoriented but wide awake. I was in another room, one that wasn't totally entrapped as if I was in another world. No, I was in a normal hospital room. I stretched, reaching my arms above my head. Then, a nurse came in. As soon as she laid eyes on me, she yelled. "He's up, he's up!" A doctor came running in, and stood next to me. "Alex," he said, grabbing my hand. I wanted to flick him off.

"Yes?"

"The surgery wasn't needed." My mouth dropped open, forming an 'o' shape. WHAT?! WASN'T NEEDED WHAT???

"W-what do you mean, it was-wasn't needed-d?" I hiccupped, alarmed by the fact that I just underwent surgery I didn't even need.

"Well. . ." he said, looking over at the nurse. She shrugged. "The nurse who took your blood did the test wrong. You've been cured, just like Ann. Jessica was positive, though. Her surgery was a success. We're not charging you anything for your procedure."  This was an outrage. Wow, you're not making me pay, whoopty fuckin' doo. I wanted something more, something that could fix all the mistakes I made. Something that can make up for everything I did to Jessie and Ann. There had to be something. . .

"I want more. Actually, I demand more. Your little nurse over there, the blood lady, had no idea what she was doing. She tested me wrong, obviously, not to mention how many times so stuck that damn needle into my arm." I gave the doctor a I'm-pissed-at-you look, then angrily slid my sleeve up revealing the giant bruise that formed on my arm due to the needle the nurse couldn't figure out how to get into the vein. Doctor make a noise, sucking in a breath. He looked at the nurse who had proclaimed I was awkae.

"What would you like?" he asked, still staring at the bruise.

"About how much was the medicine, tests and everything else in total?"

"About 1,000 US dollars."

"Pay for Jessica and Ann." He looked at the bruise again, then the nurse, then me.

"That's-" I stopped him.

"A lot. . . I know. 2,000 dollars. Plus my unneeded surgery. But, then again, I did get poked with a needle thirteen times, then mis-tested. I think this calls for some sort of refund. In the end, I can always sue you. . ." I whistled and looked around, rubbing my fingers together. When I looked back at the doctor, his eyes were wide, shaking his head. I rubbed my fingers together again, signaling the  money - more than two thousand probably - he'd have to pay if I sued him.

"Fine, fine. Damn pusher." He mumbled the last part as he grumpily walked out. I was celebrating. The nurse smiled at me, amused with what had happened.

"Excuse me?" I asked, as politely as possible.

"What would you like?"

"When can I see Jessica?"

"Any time you'd like, Sir. Her mother is in there, also."

"I'd like to right now, please. May I?"

"Of course. Come with me." I rolled out of the worn bed and stood on two feet. I followed the nurse down the corridor, glad to not be locked up in that room any longer. Honestly, I didn't even know how I was going to tell Jessie and Ann about what I had gotten for them. Should I just say it? Should I make it creative? Either way I told them, I wanted to make them happy. I wanted to make them love me, and I wanted to make up for all of this being my fault. Even when they said they wouldn't. The nurse opened the door and said something about them being in there, so I went in.

"Hi!" I said, earning me a glare from her mom. My stomach jumped in my body, almost coming out of my throat. Jessie laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, holding her mother's hand. I wanted to run, but I knew I had news to break. I knew I had to earn back their respect. "I have some good news. . ." the nurse closed the door and left, leaving me with Ann, who seemed furious.

"What is it," she spat, clearly pissed at me.

"Well, since ,y surgery wasn't needed and I don't eve have Paratelphicus, the doctor said he wasn't charging for my surgery."

"Oh, whoo-hoo for you!" I sighed, not being able to have finished my thought. I looked at Jessie. She turned to her mother.

"I don't think he was done yet." And she was right. I wasn't done. that wasn't my good news. it's just Ann knew it was my fault and since Jessie was incapable of reprimanding her, she was taking the opportunity to full-out snap at me. All day. Because it as my fault. After all, I deserved it.

"I know this is my fault, so I -"

"We all know its yours, Alex." Ann said, cutting me off again. Jessie's eyes widened at her mom's remark. She was probably now mad at he mother. It was a like a hate triangle. Jessie was mad at Ann, Ann mad at me, but no one was mad a Jessie. The only person I was mad at was myself. So, that's one Ann, two Alex, zero, Jessie. Yay.

"Well, ignoring that, they aren't only paying for my surgery," I tried to hold back a smile, "They're paying for both of you. For everything." Ann gasped as her hand jumped to her mouth, eyes becoming glossy. I smiled, proud of what I had done. I made her happy. Jessie looked at her mom, who was crying happily, not noises escape her mouth except small whimpers.

"Thank you. From both of us." Jessie said, and Ann nodded in agreement. Finally, I made Ann know that I can fix my problems, even if it took a faulty test. I don't care, though, whatever it took to make Ann less mad at me was worth it.

The door opened, and the doctor I spoke to earlier's head popped in. "All three of you we nothing," he said, then the door close again.

[A/N: I just realized as I was putting the goals at the top that I updated the wrong book! Holy shitt! What a dumb-ass move on me, eh? Well, looks like you guys get a double update. Tomorrow I update Don't Wake Me up, and this wont be updated until Monday. So, take your time reading. Sorry for the mix-up ugh.

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