My lovely nurse.

 

 

“Uh I don’t know, it sounds… wild.” I shrugged.

“Are you coming or nah?”  My friend, Matt asked again. “I’ll be lit.” He insisted.

“And by lit you mean self-destructive, right?” He grinned and I rolled my eyes back. “I like parties and shit but this is too much, that amount of alcohol just for us… nope, thanks.”

“What? Are you scared?” He asked again, mocking me.

“Man, almost 100 liters just for 5 people? Really!?” My eyes opened widely. “I don’t know about you but I want to live a little longer.” I shrugged. “I don’t feel intoxicating myself.”

“Oh c’mon, we are on vacations! And last week we’ll go back to college, just enjoy yourself for once, man.” He insisted, I thought about it for a few sec and then accepted.

“Bah, fuck it… let’s do it.” I said finally and he greeted me with a hug.

“Get away, bro.” I pushed him and he just laughed. I thought I was about to enjoy myself but boy, I was wrong.

It all ended up as I thought it would, me getting intoxicated and they making fun of me. And this is how I ended up in the hospital right now.

Bored was the 0 word which fit me perfectly right now. My eyes were looking at the T.V but I wasn’t paying attention at all, hospitals were 0 boring as fuck. I guess this is what happens when you over party, and don’t pay attention to your own 0 warnings. My brain was repeating all 0 over again. “I told you so.” And my stomach wasn’t calm, not at all. Plus, my head was killing me.

My friends were trying to recover themselves from their han0gover and I was watching T.V in a hospital room by myself, raining pouring hard 0 right to my window. It’s getting dark, and the minimal sound coming from the TV added to the melancholic sounds 0 of the rain.

I stared absentmindedly on the television. I can’t even think where part I am now on the show I am watching.

This is my, James!

I swear… my wish came true you just need to be patient.

 

“Patient,” I lazily gasped. “Of course, “be patient”, how funny.” I sighed and prodded myself more above my knees as I watched wonderingly on the show I accidentally pressed from the remote.

Make a wish, just make a wish!

I smiled sadly. “A wish? I want to get the fuck out of here as soon as possible.”

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Suddenly I started feeling dizzy, my head was killing me again, it hurt so much I was about to cry. I had to turn the TV off, maybe I would think about my wish 0 later that night, 0 at the moment I just wanted to sleep, but guess what? I couldn’t! No matter how much I try, my eyes wouldn’t keep closed. Everything hurt. I  0 couldn’t talk nor think without the need of killing myself. It was the 0 worst hangover ever, plus I had a urticarial all over my body, I think it was part of the intoxication shit. I wouldn’t drink vodka, never again!

I tried my best to go to sleep as soon as possible but things weren’t working out. It was already 10.00 PM and I was zapping. I sighed, closing my eyes again, my head was still killing me, after thinking about it a few minutes I decided the best would be to call a nurse and maybe she could prescribe me some painkillers and I’d be able to sleep.

I hesitated, since I came here intoxicated and puking everything, maybe she would think I was addict to those things and I just wanted to get high by using painkillers. I was ashamed, of course, maybe the whole hospital knew about the guy who drank way too much and couldn’t make it to the next day. I sighed; my head wouldn’t accept a “no” as an answer so I dialed the nurses’ staff’s number.

“beep beep beep.” I was about to hung up when a soft voice filled my ears.

“Good night, may I help you?” The female voice asked and I didn’t answer right away, I don’t know why.

“Hm… hello?” She questioned again and I coughed.

“Oh… yes! Sorry I didn’t mean to bother.” I don’t know what the fuck I was saying but it seemed to be funny because she laughed.

“Don’t worry, Sr. Our patients aren’t a burden.” She explained. “After all, this is our job.” She giggled and I just smiled, for a sec I thought my headache was gone but I was completely wrong.

“Ahrg!” I whined and her soft voice changed to a worried one. “Are you okay? Do you need something?” She asked, and I nodded, like if she was able to see me.

“I… I would like to ask you for a painkiller since my head is killing me slowly.” I managed to say and she giggled.

“Ohh so… you are that guy who puked all over the place last night and got intoxicated?” She… teased? I stuttered.

“Ah…Yes.” I answered shortly, damn, I must have been too damn noisy. Does everyone know me? Do they make fun of me?

“Now I understand why your head is killing you.” She teased, again. Why were why talking on the phone like if we were friends or something?

“I’ll be there in a second.” Then she hung up and I felt nervous, but… why?

Maybe she was one of those cute old ladies mom-look-alike who loves to take care of stupid boys like me, boys who get so freaking wasted they would puke all over the E.R and maybe nurses, who knows? Maybe she looked like a sweet granny who will look after his stupid grandson.

Or maybe, just maybe… she was a cute one, those skinny legged girls with a cute ass and soft boobs. My brain didn’t like that much what I was thinking and it attacked me with a shot of its amazing power of killing my brain cells again.

“Urrrhhhg.” I dipped my face in the soft leather pillow. I took a glance over my shoulder in order to check what time it was.

10:50 PM.

“Uhg fuck!” I groaned, I wasn’t careful, not at all, so without noticing I fucked my endovenous via up. I tried my best to put it back only hurting myself and in that moment I heard footsteps and the door getting open.

“What are you doing?” A black haired girl gasped while getting closer to me, she gave my endovenous via a sharp gaze, then she took some absorbent cotton to clean my arm up which was slightly covered in blood.

“Ouch.” I groaned and she shushed me.

“You shouldn’t do this thing by your own, you could’ve hurt yourself.” She scolded me, while aiming to that exact place in my arms, looking for a visible vein, I guess. I kept my mouth shut down while looking at her.

She must be 20 years old; she had a short black hair, with cute bangs being specific. She looked tired, maybe she has been working all day but still she was pretty. Her white uniform fit her skin perfectly. She looked like one of those Disney princesses, mmmm mmm, I can’t recall her name… But her red lips were they key.

“SNOW WHITE!!” I almost screamed at the time she pinched my arm, putting the needle back when it belonged. She looked at me while tilting her head to the right.

“Excuse me?” She asked and I frowned.

“What?”

“You said snow white.” She explained, smiling softly and I blushed.

Fuck, I thought out loud.

“Oh, no no… ahm, nevermind.” I denied with my head and she went back to the side table, looking for something, I think.

“Oh you can tell me.” She was back, smiling in front of me. “I’m curious now.” She handed me some painkillers.

“Are you… the one I talked to on the phone?” I asked, almost stuttering.

“Uh, yes.” She nodded, tilting her head. “Do you think I look like snow white?” She questioned joyfully and I felt my cheeks getting red.

“Oh… ahm, yes.” I nodded and she just smiled widely.

“I’m prettier.” She winked and handed me a cup of water. “Drink this, and I’ll be back in an hour. If this treatment doesn’t help you, we will try something else, okay?” Her soft voice was really cute.

“Okay.” I shortly answered and she walked towards the door.

“Don’t miss me, prince.” She was.. flirting???? I couldn’t answer properly as she left.

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