Slightly Dysfunctional

Slightly Dysfunctional Chapter Two: The crazy Hospital Princess

Chapter Two:  The crazy hospital Princess

“ I am sorry to say this but your conditioning is worsening Mrs. Blue. We have to run some more tests, but you should be put on treatment right away. I will let you and your family talk this over . I will be back in a few minutes to hear your answer.” His white lab coat billowed out of the room after him. I hated being here, watching the emotions play in my parents eyes as they gazed at each other, my mom on the bed looking pale and weak. I hated not being able to help her.

“So of course you will go on treatment, but you will have to stop working and you will have to stay home. All sound good?” My father said flipping through the treatment pamphlets that Dr. Nichols gave him. I nodded. I thought that sounded like the best plan, anything that could save my mom was the best option.

“No… I don’t want treatment.” My mother’s voice said shocking both me and my father. I glanced at him, his face twisting in pain as the women he loved told him she didn’t want help.

“Mom, this could help you.” I said grasping her brittle hand in mine.

“No Alice Sweetie, it will only prolong what we know is going to happen.”, she said putting on a strong face, blinking back her tears that I could see start to form.

“Which is what?” I yelled, not even caring as the tears rolled down my porcelain cheeks. I couldn’t understand why somebody so strong would just give into the fate of death.

“Oh Ali-Cat, baby.” She broke a little. A single glistening tear ran down her face as she watched me, her baby girl, break down. I shook my head and ran, leaving my crying parents behind me discussing her fate. 

I couldn’t breathe. It felt like something heavy was sitting on my chest. My heart was racing and it felt like at any moment it was going to explode. At least I was in a hospital. I didn’t have a clue where I was. All I knew was the nurses were all looking at me like I had just escaped from the psych ward.

“Um excuse me Miss, do you belong, um, up there.” A small nurse said, pointing up towards the ceiling were the fourth floor psych ward was. And if I wasn’t fighting right now to stop the floodgates of my eyes to stay shut I would be laughing, which probably wouldn’t help psycho case.

I shook my head. Staring at her as a tear rolled down, opening up the dame. She just stared at me shocked.

“Doctor! Um we have 209.”, she said calling to the grey haired doctor that stood by the nurses station with a clipboard looking very official.

“What is it Deb.” He asked the nurse, glancing at me then, adopting a worried expression as he seen the tears.

“I found this girl running down the hall with tears down her face,” she glanced at me, her worried expression becoming bigger than ever.

“Ma’am, would you like to explain this to us,” he said, gently placing his hand on my shoulder. Gazing at me with his wise eyes, waiting for me to answer. My mouth was dry and I couldn’t process what was happening.

“Alice! What did I tell you about running around hospitals crying. You look like a loon.” A slightly familiar voice called. I turned and seen a tall lean slightly muscular boy jog over, his blonde hair glistening in the fluorescent lighting of the hospital hallway.

I tilted my head to the side, staring at him in wonder. “ Cam?”

“Hey sis” He said throwing an arm over my shoulder. “Sorry about her doctors. She gets a bit weirded out in hospitals.” He grinned easily and bashfully ruffling his soft blonde hair in his hands. I could practically see Deb salivating and I truly didn’t blame her.