Adrian, this cannot go on any longer, I am going crazy without you. I wish that you would see sense and call me, I miss you and I need you, please Adrian I am begging you - just one text is all that I am asking for.
I hit send and I do not get my hopes up for a reply. I look to see what time it is and I notice that its gone three. Knowing that my mom will be here soon, I get out of bed and head into the bathroom. I walk over slowly and painfully, although the pain is not quarter as bad, as it was before, but it does still hurt. I find the pain gets worse, the longer I stay in bed. I wish that I were home and now I just want things to back to - some kind of - normal. I know that, before I can leave this hospital, I have to show everyone that I am fine. I open the bathroom door and flick on the light. I catch my reflection in the mirror and I am appalled at what I see. My hair is thick mass of tangles, my face is even paler than before and my eyes seem as if they have sunk into my head. My lips are still full colour but they are dry and chapped and in desperate need of some lip balm. There is no way I would ever let my mom see me like this. She would definitely know that I was crying from the stains on my cheeks. I do not want her to think that I am unstable, I want out of this hospital and I need to give everyone the illusion that I am perfectly happy. I take out my hairbrush from the wash bag and start to run it through my tangled hair. I manage to ease the frizz and slick it back into a high top bun. I splash my face with cold water and apply some face wash. I scrub at my face until its gleaming; I rub in some glowing moisturiser and apply strawberry lip balm to my large red lips. I lean back and take long look at myself. When I feel that I look somewhat presentable, I switch off the light and make my way back over to the bed. I get half away across the room when I hear a knock at the door.
“Alanna,” I hear Dr James say. I turn around and he is standing in the doorway. I smile at him.
“Yes, how I may help you?” He smiles and pushes the door further open.
“I just came to check on you, but you look fine, how are you feeling today?” I remember the thoughts I just had about the illusion of happiness.
“I am great,” I say beaming.
“You certainly look great,” he says very cheekily. He rushes up to me and escorts me back to the bed.
“You know, I can manage by self, the pain is not so bad now and I do feel great.” I slip into the bed and pull the sheet over me; Dr James stands very smugly.
“Alanna, I know that you want out of this hospital, but I can assure you that I won’t let you go until you are one-hundred per-cent ready.” My smile quickly fades and I cannot believe that he has saw through me so easily.
“When do you think that I will be ready?”
“You need to rest, I would suggest at least another few days before you can even think of going home.” I roll my eyes slightly as I glare at him. He is smartly dressed in a dark blue shirt and smart black trousers that fit him perfectly, and the shirt fully shows off his muscles. His hair is jet black and flicked into a quiff-type hairstyle, he has the perfect golden skin and by seeing him again, I fully see that he is a beautiful guy.
“Have you had many visitors today?” He says kindly.
“Just my friend Katharine although, after today, I don’t think that she is my friend anymore,” he nods as he looks interested in what I am saying.
“What happened?” He says as he stands by my bedside.
“It is a long story,” I say quietly as I do not really want to go over it again.
“I have plenty time!”
“You never have time, there is always some nurse calling for you,” I say smugly to him.
“I am on break, so go ahead and tell me,” he says as he pulls a chair over and sits very close to me. I move slightly back in the bed so that I am not so close. I take a deep breath and begin to explain to him what happened.
“That’s very unfair, of her, to make you chose like that,” he says finally after listening so long to me ramble on about Katharine.
“I know it’s not fair, I don’t understand, how she can ask me to do a thing like that?”
“She obviously has some jealously issues, she must feel threatened by you but, come on, the guy saved your life how can you just ignore him?”
“I know, I couldn’t and I won’t, Katharine will have to accept the fact that I am still going to see Michael, regardless of what she thinks.”
“You are one feisty girl, Alanna, but I like that about you.” I look over to him and lock my eyes on his.
“Do you have any women troubles that you want to talk about” I say trying to lighten the mood.
“Not really.”