Author's Note: This Chapter is dedicated to Stephanie (Daddy's Little Cannibal). She was taken way to soon, and was an amazing author. She will be missed.
Disclaimer: If it's trademarked, I don't own it.
Waking Up
I woke up with a screaming bladder. Standing to go pee, I started towards the bathroom door, only to feel a tugging as I got closer. Confused, I turned and looked down, finally noticing the tube that was attached to my arm and lead back to a small bag filled with clear fluid. I sighed, and sat back down on the bed. I really really had to pee, but there was no way I could unhook myself. Pouting, I looked up at the bag again. Maybe there was a way I could... I bit my lip, reaching up to lift the bag off the hook, holding it above my head. Now, if I can only balance this and pee at the same time... I think I can. I headed into the bathroom, and was peeing when a knock came at the door.
"Miss Cullen?" a female voice called.
"Yes?" I wiggled, trying to keep the bag over my head.
"I need to take your vitals. Do you mind me coming in?" She turned the handle, and swung it open. "I'll just be a second. Oh hunny." she laughed, taking in me holding the bag over my head, and shook her head. "It was attached to a pole for a reason. You didn't have to take it off." she disappeared and reappeared with the pole, and reattached the bag to the pole. "Alright, let's take your blood pressure." She smiled, and went to attached a blood pressure cuff on my arm.
"Can I please wash my hands first?" I asked, pulling my panties back up and flushed the toliet.
"Of course, dear." She smiled, and stepped back into the room, allowing me the space I needed.
"Sorry. I'm just a bit OCD and it will bug me unless I do it in a certain way." I smiled softly, feeling a need to explain.
"Don't worry. I've met some bad OCDs in my life." She laughed.
"Yeah, me too. I try to contain it, but sometimes it's hard." I shrugged, and crawled back into the bed.
"Alright, you're going to fill a little pressure."
I nodded, tensing up while the cuff filled with air. I wonder if Arnie's still here. Hrm.... what time is it? I looked around for the clock, and frowned when I saw it was eight o clock.
"What is it, dear?" she pulled back, noticing my pout.
"I'm hungry. Is it too late for dinner?" I rubbed my stomach, listening to it growl.
"Yes, but if you want, I'll send down for some food."
"Would you? I'd go get some, but something tells me they'd stop me before I got down there." I laughed.
"Yeah, probably. And, as soon as I record your information, I'll send word down. By the way, my name is Denise. I'll be your nurse for the night." She called, walking out the door.
I pulled myself, sitting up straight, and adjusted my bed. I wonder where the remote is... I looked around, and found it on the bedside table. Turning on the tv, I flipped aimlessly through the channels, finally settling on some cartoon that was mildly entertaining. I didn't pay much attention though, because soon I was day dreaming..
There was a young red haired girl with bright green eyes and freckles, dancing around in a field of daisies. She giggled and ran towards an older gentlemen, who had black hair and blue eyes. He looked familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint who he was. He pulled the little girl into his arms and spun her around, causing her to go into a fit of giggles.
"Daddy, put me down!" She yelled, in between giggles.
"What's the magic word?!" He asked, still spinning.
"Please put me down daddy!" she squealed, pushing at his chest when he sat her down. "that was not funny, daddy!" she yelled, putting her hands on her hips and glaring up at him.
"I'm sorry dear. Do you forgive me?" he fake pouted.
"Only if you promise not to do it again! And, buy me ice cream." She declared with a smile.
"Alright, deal. Let's go home." He smiled, offering his hand out to her, and swung it gently as they walked back towards their car.
"Marie?" Arnie's voice called me back.
"What? Sorry." I shook my head, coming back to real life. "What time is it?"
"9ish. I just came to bring you some food. I knew you must have been starving. And... Mary made me. Since she's working and all." He shrugged, motioning towards the grocery bag that looked full of stuff.
"You're a lifesaver, thank you. Tell Mary thanks as well." I smiled, pulling myself up again.
"No problem. What are they feeding you here?" He asked, looking towards the meal tray in front of me.
"I don't know." I made a face, opening the plate up. It looked like some form of meat loaf and mashed potatoes. "I don't know if I want to know, either."
He laughed, and sighed, looking at the clock.
"Is it time to go?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yep. Mary's expecting me to pick her up in the morning, and I've got to fix a leaky sink in 5A, and fit in some sleep in between that all." He laughed, shrugging.
"Go, I'll be fine." I smiled, pushing him slightly.
"Sure?" he asked, hesitantly.
"Positive." I nodded.
"We, Mary and me, should be back here in the morning. Mary wants to talk to you." He patted my hand and stood to leave. "Get some sleep. You look terrible." He laughed, walking out the door.
"I'll try!" I yelled back as the door closed.
I reached over, opening the bag Arnie brought, shifting through it. Oh yummy. Chocolate chip muffins. I picked one up, and unwrapped it, taking the first bite slowly, savoring it. It was like a orgasm slash heaven in my mouth. I quickly finished it, and drank the apple juice on my food tray. I sighed, shifting so that I was laying down and switched off the tv. I laid in the silence for a while, the whirl of the air conditioner the only sound filling the room. Yawning, I adjusted myself, placing a pillow between my legs, trying to get comfortable. I drifted off, letting the air conditioner lull me to sleep.
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"Marie....Mariiieee.. MARIE WAKE UP!" Arnie called, waking me from my sleep.
"Huh what?!" I asked, snorting.
"Good morning beautiful. Sorry about the dumbass." Mary smiled, rolling her eyes at Arnie.
"Ughh... good morning." Yawning, I stretched, pulling myself up.
"How are you feeling?" Mary asked, putting a hand on my forehead.
"Better. I still haven't talked to the doctor." I shrugged.
"Oh." She frowned.
"Yeah. He's coming in today, actually." Sniffing, I looked around. "Did you bring breakfast?"
"Yep. Sausage, egg and cheese biscuit. Your favorite." Mary smiled, holding up a bag.
"Oh yum. Gimme." I reached for the bag, and quickly took out the biscuit, devouring it in less then three bites.
"My god woman. Remember to breath." Arnie laughed.
"Oh kiss my ass, Arnie. Have you tried hospital food? It's disgusting. And I'm 7 months pregnant. You can go drink bleach for all I care." I shook my head, drinking my small carton of orange juice.
"Wooooow. Someone's hormones have kicked in." Arnie said, laughing more.
"Yep they have. And unless you have anything good to say, or any more food, I'd shut up." I smiled, picking at the crumbs in the bag.
"Luckily for you, we do." Mary smiled, pulling out another biscuit from the other bag.
"Thanks." I smiled, taking it and pulling it open.
"No problem." She smiled in response.
Arnie was about to say something when the doctor knocked and walked in.
"Hello." He smiled, "Is this a bad time?" Asking, he looked around.
"Nope." Mary smiled, jumping up and placing a kiss on my forehead and lead him out of the room.
"Hi." I smiled, perky for some unknown reason.
"Hello, Miss Cullen. I'm doctor Murphy."
"So what's the conclusion, doc?" I asked, folding my hands over my stomach.
"Well, you were going into labor. But we were able to stop them in enough time that you shouldn't have anything to worry about. Though, you're not to go to school anymore. Strictly bed rest." He smiled sadly.
"Alright. I can do that." I nodded. "Anything else?"
"Your blood pressure is kind of high. Nothing to worry about, really. Just try to stay calm, alright? We don't want the baby to come early, now do we?" He laughed stiffly.
"Nope. Alright, I can do that. When will I be out of here?"
"A few days. We just wanna do a few more tests."
"Mmk. Anything else I need to know?"
"Not that I can think of. If something happens, the nurses will page me. But they should know everything I do, so if you have any questions, just ask them." He smiled, and left with a nod.
I was sitting alone for maybe five minutes before a nurse walked in with a bouquet of daisies and a giant teddy bear.
"Who are those from?" I asked, eying them skeptically.
"I'm not sure, miss." The lady shrugged, her voice thick with an English accent.
"Oh alright. Do they have cards on them?"
"Yes m'am. Here you go." She smiled, handing me the cards before disappearing out the door.
Who could've sent me these? I wonder.... I looked at the tiny envelope in my hands and opened it slowly with shaking hands. Gasping, I read it over and over before it finally set in.
"What is it?" Mary asked, appearing out of nowhere.
"Gah!" I jumped, dropping the cards. "Don't do that! You scared me!" I grabbed my chest, and shook my head.
"Sorry." She smiled.
"S'okay." I shrugged, sighing.
"How long you in for?" Mary asked, sitting on the bed beside me.
"A couple of more days. They've got some tests to do."
"Ah." she nodded.
"Mhmm." I sighed, and looked around. "So you and Arnie are back together, huh?" I smiled.
She blushed. "Yep."
"I knew it wouldn't last." I shook my head.
"What?" Mary asked, giving me a look.
"The whole separation business. You guys love each too much." I shrugged.
"Oh." She smiled, looking down at her nails.
"You know, you really shouldn't do that." I frowned.
"Do what?" She asked, confused.
"Bite your nails. It's bad for you." I giggled.
"Oh hush." She rolled her eyes, and pushed my gently.
"Make me." I laughed, sticking my tongue out at her.
"Oh, just wait til you're not 7 months pregnant, little girl. I will take you out." she threatened.
"Who are you calling 'little', little girl?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Go jump off a bridge." She laughed.
"After you, m'dear." I joined in her laughter, glad to have her back.
End Chapter.
Author's Note: I apologize for not writing sooner. A lot of things have been going on, making me not really want to write anything. Personal things, not even including DLC's death included. So, once again, I apologize. As for "leaving" this story, if I did leave it, it just means I'll stop posting it on this website. I wont give up on the actual story itself. It's just you guys wont get to read anymore. (Except for those few I know off this site, who I could email the updates too.) Once again, give me motivation to write more and post them. I've gotten 28 reviews for this story – which is 10 less then what I got for "Let's Play a Game". Which, by the way, only had 8 chapters. It's just a bit crappy, in my opinion, that my one story I try on, no one cares for. (This, of course, doesn't include those few of you that do review and tell me your comments/thoughts on the chapter.) So yeah. This is it, for now.
-Me