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THE GHOSTS OF MY LIFE
Chapter 11: There goes my good luck.
Six months.
Six months since I arrived in Forks.
Six amazing months with Sam, my family, and my friends.
Six amazing months without any incident.
Until today. I slipped while stepping out of the shower and twisted my wrist after attempting to cushion somehow my fall. Clearly, it didn't work. It was hurting a little but since this has happened to me before, I didn't mind it too much. Apparently, Charlie thought otherwise and as soon as he stepped inside my house for a visit he noticed I wasn't using my hand. He made me go to the hospital.
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My phone rang while the doctor was putting my cast. "Hey Seth"
"Hey, where are you?" He asked
"I'm actually at the hospital right now" I rolled my eyes.
"What? Why?" He asked alarmed
"I fell and twisted my wrist. It was hurting really bad and Dad made me come because according to him it was swollen" I informed. I can't believe I was in the hospital. I hated hospitals. It made me feel like I was in a bad horror movie. There were actually a lot of ghosts in here, and it was depressing. I never came to hospitals unless it was completely necessary. Like making an appointment to have any blood test just for a checkup and on the same day making an appointment with my OBGYN for as well. As many check-ups as I could squeeze in one day.
He sighed "Have a doctor seen you already?"
"Yes. He is actually putting my hand on a cast." My doctor smiled at me.
"Is it broken?"
"No. It's just a bad twist. Two weeks with a cast and I have been told I am forbidden to use my hand at all. No cooking, no writing etc.."
"Is Charlie still with you? Do you want me to come over?" I smiled at his sweetness. Big brother protectiveness showing full force. The doctor patted my leg informing me we were done. He handed me a prescription for some painkillers and anti-inflammatories.
"No. It's not necessary. The doctor's done already and yes, my Dad's still here. I'm going home right after."
"Ok. I'll wait here then."
"Here? You're in my place? Why?" The questions came rushing through me as I made my way to the waiting room.
"I wanted to see if you were up to a walk on the beach." I smiled. He was very endearing. I felt a little guilty; like I've been neglecting him. I really missed talking to him.
"I'll be home shortly."
Somewhere in between where I was attended and the waiting room, Harry appeared in front of me laughing his ass off.
"What's so funny," I asked laughing too, his laugh was being contagious.
"Seth just imprinted"
I stopped laughing and looked at him in confusion. "That's really great. But why is that so funny?"
"Because he imprinted on a veterinary"
Oh! Now I could see the humor in the situation. The ironies of life!
I was going to tease him badly once I got home. I wonder if that's what he wanted to talk about over a walk on the beach.
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In the waiting room, Charlie was pacing uncomfortably back and forth. Neither of us liked hospitals. I told him word for word everything the doctor had said and he seemed satisfied. We were able to get out of this place and we didn't waste a second more.
On the way to my house, my phone rang with a call. It was from Leah.
"Hey!" I greeted.
"Hey back. How's your hand?"
"How did you even know about it?" Then it came to me. "Let me guess. Seth told Jacob, and he told you."
"I am offended. I heard about your visit to the hospital through a third party" I rolled my eyes. She wasn't really offended.
"Whatever Lee. I was being driven by a crazy police chief to the hospital like my hand was falling off." I eyed my dad as he snorted. Leah laughed. She knew I wasn't exaggerating.
"So. How are you really feeling?"
"Well. The doctor gave me some painkillers, so right now I'm feeling great." My dad eyed me alarmed, I grinned. I wasn't high. "My hand is actually numb right now. But before it was hurting really bad." My dad nodded. Yeah, yeah! He was right all along and I was wrong.
"Are you still at the hospital? Do you want me to come over?" Her offer was tempting, but Seth's urgent tone made me believe that whatever he wanted to talk about didn't require an audience.
"No. Dad's driving me home. And no, I don't need anyone to babysit me. But thank you for the offering. Seth is actually at my place, so he might be babysitting me anyway."
She huffed at the other end of the line making me laugh. "Jealousy isn't attractive Lee"
"Oh! Jake might disagree"
"I don't want to know!" She laughed at my discomfort. "Goodbye Leah"
"Bye Bells."She said still laughing at me.
So, any good luck Bella was having seems to be done. That's a shame.
I have a fun time writing this.
Paty4Hale
10.10.2018