The Tale Of The Brit And The Bad Boy

Chapter 28: Coffee Incident

Cherry POV 

"I've got news about Greg" I frigging hate this doctor with passion, it's like my hate for tomatoes, but worse, even though this dude may be as bitter as a tomato, he's a doctor and if I do anything wrong and I could get sent out of this hospital. 

"So...." my mum said, obviously waiting impatiently, because trust me we are all impatient, and she must have a hate for doctors and hospitals like most people do. 

"Your son, now has a better chance of surviving, he is quiet a strong one-" he's really not making things better, or getting on our good side for complimenting Greg when he's fighting for his life, just getting to the point "-but because it's only been a day, he's not in a coma and doesn't really have a chance of going into a coma at this rate is he keeps up the progress. The impact he got on his head may cause him to lose some of his memory, as he grows older he will start to remember things. But we're going to be doing surgery on him again tomorrow, and that's about it" he smiled, I glared, my dad faked one and my mum she still looked pissed.

"What if he doesn't make it through surgery doc?" I asked, teeth clenched.

"Well, miss Carter you're just gonna have to hope for the best" that did it, I took my dads coffee and literally threw it in his face. This doctor may be young, but he doesn't have to be a prick, especially when I'm an emotional wreck and my twin that he was talking about is on a hospital trying his best to fight, even though he's progressing this doctor got on my nerves.

"Tell me miss Carter, how old are you exactly because that wasn't a very mature thing"

"Tell me doc, you don't look too old but you get on my nerves and you can't just have a stupid smile on your face and say 'well you're just gonna have to hope for the best'  your a perfect definition of a prick"

"Cherry, darling-" I cut my mum off "mum, I'm sorry but he was just too annoying, you can't be rude to a family like that, so please be quiet"

"Oh and doc? I'm old enough to know when to be rude and when not to be rude" this is why I hate young doctors. 

The doctor walked off into the toilets (restrooms), and my mum and dad we're discussing something.

"Cherry, what you did there was amazing but I don't think it's appropriate to do that in the hospital"

"Oh please dad, you we're losing your patients with that guy too and I know you were about to do it yourself, I just did it for you and it's called standing up for my brother, because you have to admit it was rude when he said that while smiling like a nutjob"

"Well, I think we should get some rest, since you little miss have been running around, and the doctor may have been rude but at least it was good news, which we needed okay" I nodded and hug my mum, she kissed the top of my head. 

"Can I sleep in Greg's room?"

"Yes, make sure they don't catch you though, it's not like England"

"Okay mum" I walked into Greg's room, and saw him just laying there, he looked so peaceful but his skin had lost a bit of colour, he had scars on his arms and a few little ones on his face. It just had to be him and Flo that were affected the most. I lost my best friend and just thinking about it made me cry. But from what my mum told me crying makes us stronger, don't know how but I believe that. 

I decided I was gonna talk to Greg like I normally would, maybe that would put me in a better mood. I don't know if it's true but apparently people can hear us even though they don't respond, I'm just gonna have to Google it later...

"So Greggy-"I used to call him that when I was little "-I know, this may be weird and if you can hear me, you're probably gonna make fun of me for talking like this. But I've been going through a hard time, we all have been actually. Believe it or not I cried so much for you, I was torn, I even got into an argument with a policeman and a paramedic, a few minutes ago I chucked dads coffee into a doctors face for you, it's been hard