Anna: "I Want My Own Bed!"Mature

I slept a lot easier after being given the sleeping pill, but it didn’t stop me feeling groggy and drained by the morning. I was just so sick of being stuck in hospital and wanted out. I sat up in the hospital bed, squinting into the bright light of day, I’d slept well into the morning.

The man in the bed opposite me, noticing that I was awake called over, “Next time you decide to have a nightmare, don’t wake up the whole ward!”

“Well, sorry!” I said sarcastically, scowling at the old man whose bright green eyes were boring angrily back at me. He seemed to bite back a retort as Katy entered the ward and headed towards my bed, carrying a cup in one hand and a lid in the other which I guessed contained some tablets and I wasn’t mistaken.

“How are you feeling today?” she asked, perching on the edge of the bed and smiling at me but still with a concerned look on her face.

“Yeah, I’m okay” I said taking the tablets from Katy as she handed them to me, she didn’t look convinced.

“I’m worried about you, why haven’t your parents not come to see you?”

“I told them not to…. I don’t want them to see me like this and don’t look at me like that!”

“Like what?”

“Like I don’t know my own mind!”

“You seem a bit rash sometimes though hunni,”

“I know my own mind Katy, and it was only a bad dream last night … im fine, when can I leave?”

“Not for a few days yet, Anna.”

“Why not? I’m just taking up a bed here and I am fine now”

“We just want to keep you in for monitoring Anna…” Katy said calmly which annoyed me, it always annoyed me when people kept purposely calm when they know the other person is obviously pissed off! I tossed the tablets into the back of my mouth and swallowed them with a glass of water.

“Its for your own good.”

“You cant stop me leaving … I’m bored out my mind in here Katy, surely you understand that!”

“You have the right to leave if you want but we don’t advice it yet.”

“I just want my own bed Katy,”

“I know, but you just have to be patient hun,” she said wrapping an arm around me and hugging me. “Let me get you a cup of tea and a biscuit, that will cheer you up … A cuppa fixes everything” Katy said getting to her feet and smiling down at me.

“Okay then” I said finally backing down from an argument I couldn’t win.

“Good because I wouldn’t have taken no for an answer, and it looks like you have a visitor!”

Cara had just entered the ward, a semi worried look on her face as she approached my bed, and if i wasn't mistaken i now knew who Katy had been on the phone to last night.

"I'm just going to make a cup of tea Cara, would you like one?" Katy asked and Cara nodded, smiling at her as she turned on her heel and bustled off. Cara sat herself in the seat next to me and leaned close.

"Hey you," she said in a quiet voice, smiling at me. Her all-of-a-sudden closeness acting like a best friend took me by surprise as we had been distant with each other for so long now i didn't think things could go back to how they were.

"Sam had a phone call from Katy last night, saying you had a nightmare." She paused and when i didn't say anything she continued with a small cough, "about me."

"Cara, it was nothing .... it was just a dream which shook me up a tad is all" i said giving her a small fake smile which fooled no-one.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, it doesn't matter!"

"Anna, it does, Sam said that Katy said you were very distressed by it..."

"Why do you care!" i snapped suddenly, "You are so infatuated by Sam, you have even let our friendship slide. I am trying to go back to how things were but there is still awkwardness lingering in the air!" Cara flinched.

"I'm sorry...." i said, realising what i had said in the heat of the moment, "I am just sick of being here, i want to go home!"

Katy re-entered the ward carrying the two cups of tea. She placed them on my bedside locker then hurried away, sensing the mood. Cara picked up her tea and took a few sips, i could tell i had upset her.

"I do care you know..." Cara said finally

I fired up again, "Really? if you really cared about me and knowing about my emotions why don't you go and check my blog!"

"Why whats on your blog?" she asked perplexed.

"Nothing, it doesn't matter, ignore everything i have said i'm just venting. I just want to go home!"

The End

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