I married my Bully

back at the hospital

So I'm at the hospital again, I hate these places so much everytime I've been here it has all been negative. Michael has the surgery for the damage done from the burn, how can he be so calm cause I know if it was me then I would be in a massive panic attack and refusing to go in but nope Michael just smiles saying bye to me and walks in with the doctors.

"hey" Jess smiles taking a seat next to me

"hey" I smile back

"how was he?"

"oh he went in no problem, all smiley saying bye to me"

"wow, I would be so scared"

"me too, trust the bravest man to be married to such a wimp"

"you're not a wimp"

"really? if that was me I would be screaming the place down whilst they try dragging me in"

"I think he's seeing from a different point of view, like the most pain is already done so this is just something that will help stop the pain"

"true but still, so how's it being engaged?"

"it's good, half the time I forget I'm engaged until I see the ring and panic thinking I was drunk at some club the night before"

"I was like that except thinking I was drunk at a club" I laugh

"Joey wants Jamaica for the honeymoon through"

"I knew he would, he wants to go to that Bob Marley Museum that opened not long ago"

"I was thinking of using that has like a pit stop cause that's all he wants to visit nothing else"

"that's a good idea and you know if you agree to go he will literally cherish you forever, he loves Bob Marley"

" know, I found his merchandise collection ages ago"

"I remember Mom going mad when she found out that he was a Bob Marley fan, she started searching his room thinking he smokes"

"oh yeah, I remember being told that" Jess laughs

"Lucy used to annoy him cause she was so good at speaking in a Jamaican accent and managed to get like 2 dreadlocks"

"typical Luce then"

"yeah it sure is"

-3 hours later-

"you sure you're gonna be ok?" Jess asks standing up

"yeah, Frank is due here soon"

"ok"

"thanks for coming through, tell Joey I said hey" I smile standing up to hug Jess

"I will" Jess smiles back and leaves and I sit back down and look through the magazine which is around 2years old, why do hospitals have to have so old it is such a pet hate reading stuff and finding out it's old and I bet these competitions still get entries sent in to them.

"hey Bob Marley is back in the news" I look up and sew Frank sitting down

"no, this magazine is old"

"they still haven't updtated the magazines?"

"no, even through what don't get sold in the 3rd floor store gets sent back so they could just put them in the waiting rooms"

"but if they did that then no one would buy them so they would lose money"

"I don't see why everything has to come down to money, the readers will be upset if their friend or family member is in surgery and reading old news isn't gonna help"