"We can't let you leave the hospital if you'll be like this, Ms. Dunn." The doctor reminded Alissa who's not even looking at them directly. She's glaring at nothing but the wall, "I'm fine." She said, making the doctor and Debra give each other looks. It was a good thing that the doctor didn't decide to give her a shot that would instantly make Alissa fall into a deep sleep.
The doctor paced the floor, "We'll have Debra monitor you for a few more hours. If you need anything, you can call her."
Alissa finally glanced at the doctor whom she knew didn't know a thing. She just gave him a dismissive nod.
"We have to monitor you well. The incident earlier caused your stitches to worsen. Let me remind you, if you try to do anything again, I might have to oblige you another night in the hospital."
She didn't care anymore. Alissa stayed quiet.
The doctor didn't spend another minute in the room and left Alissa with Debra.
The door shut and she looked at Debra, "You can leave, too." She muttered, "I'll be fine."
Debra sat down on the cot, "It's okay, Alissa. You can do your own thing, I'll be-"
"Debra, please." Alissa was persistent. She wasn't taking anything from anyone anymore.
The nurse understood her pain but could not allow her. It was the doctor's orders. She had to stay for Alissa's well-being, and she somehow wanted to find out if she had a big fight with her 'boyfriend.'
Alissa gave up and leaned back without a word.
"I'll be here, if you need anyone to talk to." She sat down on the cot again, "I'll wait until your boyfriend comes."
"He's not coming back." There was pain in Alissa's voice. She wasn't angry anymore, but she was lonely. Although Debra, her new acquaintance, was there, she still felt lonely. Mainly, because the presence she was longing for was not human.
Debra furrowed her eyebrows as she looked intently at Alissa who's staring at the window, "Oh. I'm sorry." She pouted, "You two seem like a nice couple, though. He's really handsome and tall and-"
"You can leave, too." Alissa suggested. She was serious. She'd rather be left alone than be stuck in a room with someone else. Especially someone who's just going to gush over Pennywise's human form.
"Doctor's orders, dear." She said and crossed her legs, "And hey, I'm your friend. We can talk about anything."
She didn't speak. If she did, she knew she would sob. She didn't want to, because she felt It's presence in the room. She didn't want the clown to find out her weakness was It's absence.
She despised the clown. But deep down, she needed and longed for It. No matter if it her desire to be with It was innate or not, one thing was for sure, she needed Pennywise to fill the void.
"Do you...want to talk about it?" The nurse tried,
Alissa glanced at her blankly, "I'm good." She turned on her bed, away from Debra and cuddled herself, "Thanks."
Debra's persistence reminded her of Pennywise. Then, her thoughts veered towards It again. She felt paranoid for a while, thinking that the clown might have taken the form of Debra. She slowly turned around to look at Debra, but she only caught her checking her phone. Alissa sighed, disappointed, she turns around again and decided to nap.
It's been a whole day, and I have not heard from the clown. Not even a red balloon in midair. The anger in me finally drained out of my nerves. The nurse returned with my food and I had to insist that I could eat alone. She thought 'Paul' and I are just going through 'rough times' and she insisted that she'd keep me company.
Debra's company is definitely not the company I'm looking for. I can already predict that she would talk about her boyfriend and how they'd fight but soon make up because that's how a relationship is, judging by the day she looks. She looks young, cheeky, and friendly. But unfortunately, that's not what I needed.
I needed to see the fucking clown. I felt so enraged and frustrated. I felt every emotion whir inside me, ready to erupt into sobs. But I kept it all in until Debra finally left the room. My face dropped in my hands as I cried loud in desperation, anger, and frustration.
My chest tightened, and I felt a sting that made me squirm. I looked around and realized I was alone. Then, I felt it. I felt fear when I was alone.
I didn't know what else to do and found myself weak and mumbling while my mind on the other hand was screaming my demands and frustrations. After sobbing, I felt a warm touch of a gloved hand on the side of my face.