I spent the night in the hospital and the bed was cold and hard..that sounds wrong but you know what i mean.
"Miss Daniels" I heard a voice while i was asleep, i didn't want to wake up.
"Nicole..Nicole" It's a women. I started to open my eyes and she was in a blue uniform. Yep..she is a nurse. She started to feel my head for a temperature. I'm seriously cold, the hospital doesn't even know what the word 'heat' means.
"Cool as a cucumber" She says walking away into some part of the room. Cool as a cucumber? Really? I'm fucking freezing. I stayed quiet as she checked and marked the papers on he clipboard at the end of my bed.
"Will i go home today?" I asked her. She looked at me and smiled.
"Your mother is picking you up in 1 hour, we rang her because you were doing fine" She explained. I nodded silently, smiling.
Nothing really happened in that 1 hour, i just stayed quiet. I heard screaming from the floor above me. That must be the 'baby' floor where you give birth to precious life. It's hard to believe that my future husband is in this earth right now. I can't say he might be from this country, i always wanted to get married to an American or Australian. It's hard to believe that my future husband doesn't know who i am. He might be walking on this very city and i might pass him in the streets and i wouldn't notice. It's those sort of things that annoys me. It would be easier to know who my future husband is, however..if i knew who he was, i would be with him 24/7. I would be forcing him to go out with me. It wouldn't be natural and it would be awkward for him.
Anyways, it's been 1 hour and still no sign of my mum. I saw a shadow casting on the ground outside my room while my door was open. I hope it's my mum, i just want to get out of this death room, or more like death building.
"She's right in here Mrs Daniels" I heard my nurse say. It was my mum. Finally. I saw my mum at the end of my room as she found me. She was shocked and yet upset that i am in here. I wouldn't blame her. If i had a kid and she went into the hospital for collapsing and then stayed there for a night..i would be upset and frightened.
"Baby, are you okay" My mum said as she was running towards me hugging my head.
"Mum, i'm fine. I just fainted. Nothing bad" I explained.
"Well, you're not going anywhere tonight" My mum disciplined. I looked at her with my fierce eyes.
"What? I can't go out tonight? What the hell?" I shouted. Sorrow in her eyes as she looked at me.
"No. No. You can have your little friends over but you're not going out" Mum said. I don't mind my friends coming over for a little movies and stuff, maybe a sleepover..but wait, Me and Taylor are fighting..and Dom will go with Taylor so i know he wouldn't come. Bertie? Wait wait. A guy..at my sleepover. Just me and him. At a sleepover. Like what the fuck. I don't want that. It would be awkward. I don't mind watching movies with him but..a sleepover. Maybe? I don't know. My mum won't allow it. On the other hand, my mum is working tonight at 7o'clock until 4o'clock in the morning, and i can't be left alone. Maybe Bertie can come to the sleepover. I need to ask him first. It would be awkward though. Oh well, i need to do it sometime so why not now?
"Mum, can Bertie stay over tonight? 'Cause, i can't be left in the house alone and me and Taylor are in a fight and Dom follows Taylor around" I explained as my mum let go of my head. She became silent for a while..not talking and more thinking.
"You need to promise me something though" My mum said pointing her finger at me.
"Sure, what is it?" I asked her.
"Don't do anything stupid with this boy" She said being serious. I mean come on. I like him but i'm 19, i wouldn't have sex with him at that age. Okay, maybe if you were in love with somebody then you can, but i'm not in love with him..i think, and anyways, we're not together. So..it can't happen.
"Mum. I'm not stupid. He is my friend, not my lover" I said trying not to break a smile. She glared at me and started to smile.
"That's my girl" She said as she began to hug my head again. This hurts my neck.
As soon as i went home, i changed into my pj's. Thick black vest top and black and grey leopard-print pj trousers. Hm, i might wear my new furry boots (slippers).
Went downstairs and started waiting for Bertie. Ding-dong. The door-bell went. Here he is..the start of the awkwardness begins.
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