Forever Or Now

Chapter #5

I skipped downstairs to come face to face with a confused looking James. I asked him what there was to look at but he replied with a shrug and went back to the kitchen. I leapt onto the sofa and missed it by a mile but landed on the corner of the coffee table. Note to self, practice agility. However, I felt no pain; that wasnt until I checked my hip for any bruises. Blood was gushing out and staining the carpet. I called Dad for some help but it was no good, he took one glance at my waist and ran out of the room. Useless. James came in with a cloth and ice. By this time, the pain had hit my head hard and my forehead was strained and my chest was thumping hard. Dad rang for an ambulance and explained the situation. Ohmigawd it sounds so embarrassing because I wanted to watch blimmin' miranda. I heard the siren of the ambulance stop and the front door jerked open, men in yellow uniform wrapped me up in bandages that stunk of hand disinfectant and old cloth. I was hoisted into a stretcher and wheeled into the back of the closed ambulance. The whole stretcher jumped and blood flooded the stretcher around my thigh. I swear by now I am gonna need a blood donor. The men opened the ambulance door and looked at me in a menacing way. Ugh. They drove off with the sirens on. Dad rubbed my shoulder gently and told me everything was going to be ok. I said no it isn't mirandas still on! Dad shouted and said dont you have anything else to worry about than Miranda? I just said er no I don't think so, oh wait big brothers on at 10!!! I was on a watch streak! they pulled up at the hospital and carted me out Cheyenne was visiting her granny and stopped for a chat about it but the men pushed her out of the way so she swore at them. good for her. im kiddin. anyway, I was put in the accident and emergency ward and the nurse came and took over. She was called Nora and she told me that she would be looking after me for the 3 weeks I am in here for. I said okay but I didn't know what was gonna happen. She explained the process of it. The words that stuck in my head was pain, X-ray, op., stitches, and visitors. Then I remembered Niall. I asked how long was i going to be here for and she told me: 3 WEEKS. God, I left my phone at home but dad won't know where it is. I can't ask James to get it because he wouldn't resist a peek. I asked Nora to get my dad, and for a glass of water. With everyone around me, and still in my hoodie, I was getting quite flustered and hot, even after turning a fan on.