"No offense, Dallas, but I'm not into moody assholes," I fired at him with a smug smirk.
"Yeah, you're not my type either, Diana," he shot back. "Crazy, uptight chics are kind of a turnoff." I narrowed my eyes at him and growled angrily.
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Last night was definitely one of the worst nights of my life. I was extremely bored due to the lack of human contact and the fact that I was basically trapped in this hospital. Dallas offered to stay the night, but I didn't want him to have to do that for me, although he did insist that he wanted to. I always spent my nights hanging out with him or the gang, but now I'm forced to stare at motivational posters that are taped to the white walls. It was eerily silent most of the time, except for the occasional shouts from random rooms down the hall. I was curious to know what happened to that patient, but my nurse—Nancy—refused to tell me. Something about patient confidentiality..
On top of my extreme boredom, I was still in an awful amount of pain. It was nearly impossible to get a moment where my ribs didn't crack and crunch at every movement I made, not that I was doing much though. The only schedule I have here is wake up, pretend to eat the shitty hospital food, get my meds and an ice pack, and then wait for Dallas to get here with my coffee and something from the diner. If it's a weekday, Two-Bit, Steve, Ponyboy, and Evie are usually in school, along with Johnny if he's not skipping, but when he does Dally always brings him here. Sodapop visits when he can, but its hard when he's always busy with work. Like his brother, Darry is also always working, but he still hasn't visited yet, which, at first, I was a bit hurt but he's probably doing his best to make time. Still, I was wondering when I was going to see him next.
Since today was a Saturday, Dallas was spending his day preparing for the race at the tracks tonight with Buck, who had surprisingly stopped by to see me the other day. He joked about 'pulling the plug' on me and then 'renting my room back to Sylvia.'
Nurse Nancy walked into my room with a small smile on her face and a tray of medicine capsules along with a new ice pack. Already being through this routine multiple times, I grabbed the ice and switched it out with my old one, which was just cold water now. I reached for the capsules and pulled out a single pill from each and swallowed, not bothering to grab my glass of water on the table beside me. I sighed dramatically, grabbing the attention of Nancy. "No visitors today?" She asked.
I shook my head, no. "Not today, Nance," I replied. Dallas and Buck were at the tracks, Evie and Steve were on a date, and everyone else was eating chocolate and watching Mickey cartoons at the Curtis house. I desperately wanted to escape and join my friends, but I that definitely isn't going to happen anytime soon considering I'm not even allowed to leave me bed. This whole hospital experience was killing me. This is not what its supposed to be like in books and movies.
"You must be bored out your mind," the nurse laughed to herself. I just rolled my eyes. She glanced around the room and seemed to be thinking about something. "Maybe I can try to get a television or radio in here."
I raised my eyebrows. "Ya think so?" I asked, becoming excited for a change. I would do anything for something relatively interesting to happen around here. I feel like I'm slowly losing my mind being stuck in one place and not allowed to leave.
