C O M P L E T E D
"Keep that pretty little head of yours in a book and you're gonna miss out on life.."
"What's life? The greasers and the socs constantly fighting? No thank you.. I'll stick to my book."
Greasers; they are the lower class.. yet toug...
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Liv
I almost passed out seeing my own blood. I'm usually pretty good with others, and my period, but seeing me bleeding for a reason I don't know makes me a little queasy. The bathroom door pushed open and I quickly pulled up my pants.
Ethan walked in and turned in the faucet beginning to was his hands. "Hey babe, your doc-" he glanced over to the toilet where I watched him freeze. His face paled and I watched him flip the faucet off quickly drying his hands.
"Your period shouldn't start for another week.. you always start on the twenty fourth." He muttered as he ran his hand through his hair. He pulled out his phone tapping away until he started nodding looking at the screen.
"Twenty forth, I know my baby." He whispered to himself as I walked towards him on shaky legs seeing a period tracking app on his phone. Before I could melt completely he turned quickly to face me.
His eyes widened and he glanced back at the toilet and then back at me. "You're going to the hospital. Now." He said pulling me tightly against his chest bending down, and picking me up bridal style as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
God.. I'm exhausted.
He headed out of the room after flushing the toilet, and began walking carefully down the staircase. "I'm-Fine." I whispered laying my head on his shoulder.
"Shh." He cooed kissing my forehead just as I felt myself drift off.
I opened my eyes feeling like I slept for days, but could sleep some more. I yawned opening my eyes not recognizing where I am. I sat up slowly hearing the crinkling of sheets, and smelled the strong scent of Clorox wipes.
I looked around seeing a small muted tv mounted on the wall in front of me playing some news, and a hospital bed under me. I looked around seeing four chairs around me, and no one else in the room.
That's when I heard it. The yelling.
The voices were behind the door, I could tell. "Tell me what the fuck is wrong with my wife!" The angry voice shouted, it went quiet after that and the door suddenly opened revealing the same doctor I saw earlier, or maybe yesterday? I don't know.
"Good, you're awake." He greeted with a small smile taking off his long while lab coat and setting in on the tall chair by the desk. I watched him closely only giving a small smile wondering why Ethan hasn't come back in yet. Where is he?
The doctor suddenly chuckled rolling up the sleeves of his blue button up. "He went to the cafeteria to get you some water, and to cool down." Did I say that out loud?
I nodded slowly. "Why-why am I here?" I asked clearing my dry throat wishing Ethan would hurry up with that water. The doctor whose name I still have yet to learn turned at me seeming surprised.
