19 ~ The Darkness Still Inside You, Makes You Feel So Small
Jenny really didn't need this. She ran her hand through her ginger bob and sighed, pulling up to the hospital she turned her view to the back seat,
"You've all got your phone's off?" she asked, the kittens checked and then placed them back into her pocket. Jenny sighed,
"Right, lets go then..."
Pouncival was agitated, and Jemima could see this, but it didn't mean him snapping at her earlier hurt any less. She trailed beside Jenny, her eyes on the floor and her ears flat to her head, Jenny took them to the ward Etcetera was in and in to the area she lay. This didn't make Jemima feel any better, she bit her lips as her own eyes shone with tears, her friend looked so tiny.
Victoria walked slowly up to Etcetera and stroked her cheek, hoping to see Etcy's eyelids quiver and snap open, hoping for Etcetera to jump out of the hospital bed and yell, "Fooled you!"
It didn't happen, Victoria knelt down and clasped her sister's hand. She didn't hold on tight, afraid that if she did, her sister's hand would crumble in her palm.
"I don't like this," Tumblebrutus muttered, Electra looked over at him and nodded sympathetically, making her way over she hugged him gently. This shocked him a bit, but he patted her on the back and then let her go. She smiled faintly and let a tear run down her cheek.
Pouncival didn't feel angry any more, he stared at his sister, she looked broken. She usually had a happy aura around her, but, now there was no light, no colour, no nothing. Pouncival did something, he didn't like to do in public. He cried.
Making his way over to Victoria and Etcetera, he broke down and started to cry hysterically. He knelt down by his sister's and mourned like a parent who had just lost a child.
Jemima approached Pouncival and Victoria, she placed her hand on their shoulders and let a tear fall, rebounding off of Victoria's leather jacket. Jemima wasn't going to break down into tears though, she was forcing her tears back, feeling as if she needed to be strong for her friends. No matter how hard it may be.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Two weeks later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Etcetera sat up in her bed, still thin, still frail, but slowly gaining weight. She grinned, her sparkling aura had come back. Victoria sat on the edge of her bed and experimented on her sister's face with the make up she had received from her mother.
"You can borrow this gloss if you want, Etcy..." Victoria said as she applied it to her sister's lips.
Etcetera grinned, "Thanks Vicky."
Jemima started to braid Etcetera's dirty blonde hair. She stared at it and then grinned,
"Your hair would look awesome with blue streaks..." she said, holding a strand of Etcetera's hair, Etcy laughed,
"You might want to ask my social workers about that, Jem'. Not all of us are allowed crazy hair," she said, reaching up to touch Jemima's overgrown mass of black and red hair. Jemima giggled and continued to braid. Pouncival knocked at the door, Tumblebrutus at his heels, Jemima looked up at smiled softly,
"Okay, we'll make tracks," she said, laughing. She finished off the braid she was working on and patted Etcy's hair. Victoria pouted and packed up her make up,
"No fair! I was having fun! Jemi' won't let me do her make up!"
"You'd make me look like a tarts hand bag!"
Pouncival chuckled, ruffling Victoria's hair as she walked past and then kissing Jemima's head. Blushing madly, Jemima trotted away with Victoria.
Etcetera giggled, "You shouldn't embarrass her like that, Pounce."
Pouncival laughed and came in, Tumble following, Tumble sat by Etcetera and looked her up and down,
"What?" Etcetera queried, raising a brow. Tumble chuckled dryly,
"Jemima was right," he said. Pouncival tilted his head sideways,
"'Bout what?" he asked,
"Vickie's make overs do make people look like tarts handbags..."
This was accompanied by a slap from Etcetera.
Luna bounced down the corridor, finally. She grinned, she was being let out of the hospital today, she waltzed down through different wards, saying goodbye to friends she had made. The best thing about it though, was that she was moving in with her grandparents. She never had to see her fame crazy parents again. When Luna announced to her parents that there was no way that she was going home with them, her Mother actually burst out into tears.
"B-but! Oh the public humiliation! You stupid girl, do you know what kind of scandal this is going to be? We'll be seen as bad parents! Oh the embarrassment!"
Luna grinned at the recalling of this, her Mother didn't bother to act like she cared about her at all, some actress.
Luna plugged in her iPod and started to sing gently, "At first, when I see you cry,
And it makes me smile,
Yeah it makes me smile!" she giggled, coming into a ward of one of her elderly friends, she had met on one of her late night trips to the toilet. She started to sing again, this time just repeating the word 'la.'
Her friend laughed as Luna turned off the iPod.
"You excited to be goin' 'en, Luna?" the woman asked,
"Damn right Ivy! I promise I'll visit you though!" she said, excitedly, she checked the clock on the wall and gasped. Skimble was visiting her in about five minutes, ready to escort her back to her house to get her things and then off to her grandparents. Luna waved and legged it in the direction to her ward, Ivy laughed,
"I'll be keepin' your word to that, Miss!" she yelled after the retreating teen.
Electra, Victoria and Jemima sat in the food court of the hospital, chomping on hospital doughnuts. Pouncival and Tumblebrutus came over, ashen faced,
"We got kicked out," Pouncival muttered.
Victoria rolled her eyes,
"What did you do now?" Pouncival sighed,
"We only offered her a piece of chocolate!" he said defensively, Jemima giggled,
"It can throw her off her diet patterns."
Pounce frowned, "It was only a small square..."