A U R O R A
You know what's happening today?
That's right, my biggest fear, surgery. I'm getting my stupid wisdom teeth out.
And the thought of someone putting their hands in my mouth and doing things to my teeth? It doesn't sound that pleasant.
I would've never gone to take it out but then my teeth really started hurting. I called my dad and cried to him on the phone which unfortunately resulted to me being forced to go to the dentist, thus my mood right now.
The plan is to be up at 6am, Milo would drive me to the dentist because he's got no classes in the morning. I'd meet my dad and Victoria there, id go into surgery and when I'd be back, Milo, Xavier and Aarush would drive me back.
Those three only volunteered because they want to see me high. Which I'm not looking forward to.
Anyway, it's like 5am and I'm looking out the window at the sunrise. Maybe if I focus really hard, 6am will never arrive and I'll never get my teeth out.
But 6am really does arrive and I unfortunately have to get ready. I throw on a pair of sweatpants and a cropped shirt before sitting on the kitchen counter having water because I'm not allowed coffee.
"Hey, how you feeling?" Bruna asks.
"Like I'm going to die." I say.
She shakes her head, smiling. "I wanted to tell you goodluck before you went."
"Well, I'll need it because I don't think I'll be coming out of the hospital." I say.
"You're too dramatic. I got mine out before, you'll be fine."
"What if I blurt something stupid out?"
"It happens to everyone. I cursed at an old man when I got mine taken out."
Just then, Milo walks in, tired. He's got sweatpants and a hoodie on with the hood up.
He sees me and a smile creeps on his face. "Hey, you ready?"
"No."
He helps me off the counter. "Come on, let's go."
"Okay, if I die, Bru, I love you and Will both very much, okay?"
"Love you too!"
I get in Milo's car and he drives me to the dentist. I thank him and get out. He can't come in because if my father sees him, he'll make Milo go through surgery instead of me.
As soon as I head inside, my father finds me and starts explaining to me the whole process as if he's the dentist.
I sign a few papers. "How are you?"
"Im alright." I say to the woman.
"If you're nervous, don't be. You'll be fine."
Yeah, hopefully.
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"Stop touching me, old man." I say, smacking this man's hand away from me.
Who does he think he is????
"Hi, Rory." Another woman says.
I gasp. "You know my name! How do you know my name?"
"Its me, Victoria."
"Who's this old man?"
"That's your father."
"This old man would never be my father. I'm too pretty." I say. A nurse helps me onto a wheelchair. "No, I am very strong, I don't need wheelchairs."
"We know, we're giving you princess treatment." The nurse says, laughing.
"Me?" I say, grinning.
"Yeah!" She smiles. "You're very pretty."
I break into tears. "You think im pretty?"
"Yes, I do."
"Thank you." I blurt out. "You're so pretty too."
"Thank you, honey." She laughs. "Come on, let's get you out of here."
"Wait, can I- can I get your number please? You're so pretty!" I say.
Everyone laughs. "Stop laughing at me."
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M I L O
As soon as I see Rora arriving in a wheelchair with a nurse and her parents behind, I unlock the doors.
"Dont say anything weird, alright?" I say to the two idiots behind. I pull my mask over my face so Rora's father doesn't recognise me and shoots me.
The door opens and Rora is helped onto the passenger seat. She looks at me and frowns. "Its a robber!"
A smile creeps over my face. "Hi, sweetheart."
She gasps. "Sweetheart? Me?"
"Yeah, you." I say, softly. "How are you?"
"Better because there's three pretty boys! Hi!"
Xavier and Aarush laugh but straighten as Rora's father approaches.
He takes a careful look at all of us. "It will be you boys driving my daughter to school?"
"Yeah." I say. "Im Milo."
"Dawson." He nods, shaking my head. "And what's with the mask?"
"I- uh- I'm allergic to the sun." I say, scratching the back of my head. "Yeah, deadly."
Xavier snorts behind me and I roll my eyes.
"If any of you try to cause any harm whatsoever on my daughter, I will find you, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir." Xavier blurts out. "We won't, I love Rory very much. She's my bestest friend in the entire world."
"Im your best friend?"
"One and only."
Dawson asks us a million more questions and finally let's us go. God, he's annoying.
"Im hungry." Rora says as we're driving back. I remove my mask and throw it at the back.
She gasps. "You are so pretty!"
"You're so pretty too." I laugh, pulling in McDonald's drive thru.
I order an ice cream for Rora and fries the two idiots. I hand Rora her ice cream and park the car, watching as she eats.
"I want fries!"
"No, sweetheart, you can have them once you're better, I promise." I say, brushing a few strands away from her face.
She finishes the ice cream and sniffs. "My face is so fucking fat." She cries. "Is it fat?"
"No, sweetheart, your face is very pretty." I say, shaking my head.
She gasps at the cup on her hand and starts sobbing.
"Shit, what's wrong?" I ask.
"My tongue fell out." She chokes out. "I have no teeth and no tongue and my face is fat!"
"Rora, that's not your tongue, that's gauze." I say, smiling. "You're okay."
"I am?"
"Yeah." I say.
"Thank fucks." She sighs.
"Stop swearing." I say. "Its bad."
"No, I swear if I want to! Bitch."
"Rora."
"Hoe."
"Stop that."
"Shut the fuck up, you big whore."
"Oh, god- will you two idiots stop laughing and help me?" I ask, glaring at Xavier and Aarush who are filming.
"Fuck you." Rora says.
"If you stop, I'll get you ice cream later, okay?"
"Okay." She says.
We drive back home- not in silence- and once we're back, I help Rora in her room.
I grab ice cream from the fridge and sit down on the bed infront of her.
I take the bloody tissue out of her mouth and brush her hair back. "Come here."
She scoots closer to me, practically on my lap. I take a spoon of ice cream and put it in her mouth.
She scrunches her face up. "No, I want chocolate."
"That is chocolate, sweetheart."
"Really?"
I hum, putting another spoon in her mouth. She finishes the whole thing in about fifteen minutes.
"Alright, you have to go to bed now, okay?"
"Okay." She says. "Will I be okay when I wake up?"
"You will." I say. "I'll see you then, yeah?"
"Do you want to know a secret?"
"Yeah?"
"I think you're very pretty." She whispers. "And I want you to give me a kiss."
"You want to know a secret too?"
"Yes."
"I think you're gorgeous." I say. "And I want to kiss you."
"Can you give me one?"
"I think id want you to remember it, baby." I mutter. "But I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Just one kiss." She pouts. "I won't tell anyone."
I laugh, kissing her cheek and forehead.
She whines. "No, here." She says, pointing to her lips.
"If you sleep, ill give you one."
"You promise?"
"Mhm." I say, throwing the covers over her body. "Night, sweetheart. I'll see you soon."
"Goodnight, Miles."