Love on the Runway

Raquelle POV: Barbie!

It was painful, it was horribly painful, how could Barbie push me like that... I mean Midge, do I mean Midge?
"Don't move, I know it hurts, but you have to stay completely still.", I heard barbie whisper. I snapped back into reality. Honestly I'd been out of it ever since me and Barbie... well, you know. The pain was unbearable but I trusted myself in her hands and I had this feeling of wanting to be in them more often. I felt over the moon right then, but somehow, a surge of resentment still coursed through my veins. The feelings were confusing. I've never been that confused. It's always been that I hate Barbie and I love Ken!
"AHhhhhh!" I scream as the cold needle stabs into my skin "BARBIE," I yell angrily out of instinct yet still so thankful. I didn't feel right knowing that the woman I just kissed was helping me. It felt like now owed her something and owing people things isn't how I like to love... I MEAN LIVE.
Barbie whispers, "Done, take it easy." I get up right away even though my arm is throbbing in pain. Barbie did a switch-a-roo while I was out because she had been dressed in a nurse's outfit (the cute kind).
"How long have I been out?," I ask, rubbing my hand across my shoulder.
"Well when you fell out of heaven, Wait sorry that's not appropriate, when you fell on the ground you instantly...." Barbie continued but I spaced out, I guess I didn't know someone talking about medical terms could be so hot. I leaned in for another kiss but this time without even thinking. It was like my body just gravitated to her, but to my surprise, Barbie held her hands up to her face and jolted back. I was confused and hazy, But Barbie lifted her shoulders as if embarrassed, looked around, and did an uncomfortable chuckle. There were people everywhere, medical professionals, OF COURSE. They must have come in after hearing the commotion! How could I be so stupid?! What did I even expect to happen? I felt so embarrassed to the point where I just screamed. But Barbie was obviously more embarrassed. She rushed out of the room and I chased after her
"Barbie!" I yelled, but she just kept on running.