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“Do you have an update on my girlfriend? She came in ahead of me? A head injury.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t. Let me see what I can find out.” She fixes my IV and then leaves me alone. I don’t even have my phone with me, not that I can call Lainey. But fuck if I’m not worried about her.
“Excuse me? Miss? Could we have a word?” One of the cops from the scene comes in.
“Sure,” I say less than enthusiastically.
“We have a fairly good idea of what happened, but we need to hear if from you if you can.”
“Of course.” I nod. I recite what happened to the best of my memory, which wasn’t impacted in any way from my fall.
“Thank you, we’re sorry to make you relive that.”
“Have you spoken to Lainey yet?”
“Yes, she gave a similar statement to yours so there shouldn’t be any issues with booking Mr. Roach.” A sigh of relief floods over me. They’ve talked to Lainey, she isokay. She isalive.
“Steve?” I crack a smile. His last name is Roach? No wonder he wouldn’t leave us alone, it is in his blood to be a bug that can’t die.
“Yes, he’s behind bars now and you both shouldn’t need to worry about him anymore,” he reassures me.
“Thank you.” I nod.
They excuse themselves and leave me alone again. But this time I know my Lainey is okay. Lainey is lying somewhere nearby in this hospital, but she is awake enough to give a statement to the police. I just wish I could see her. I glance at the other side of the hospital room, thankful the bed is empty and not occupied by some random stranger. Maybe they’ll be able to move Lainey in here later. I just wish I knew where she is.
The hours pass by slowly as I watch crappy tv and get checked on every few hours. They say I’d be able to go home soon, but with the shortage of nurses there is a bit of a delay. So I am patiently waiting for someone to bring me an update on Lainey that never seems to come. Each person I talk to tells me the same thing: they haven’t heard anything but they’ll be happy to check. I think it’s something they’re brainwashed to say because it isn’t true, nor is it helpful to me.
“Can I please get some crutches?” I ask the nurse. She nods and assumes it’s to bring me to the bathroom, but instead I’m going to make a run for it. Ask to leave and sign one of those forms if I have to. I am tired of being a sitting duck and waiting around for Lainey.
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LAINEY
“Her head wound looks worse than it is. It’s a middle grade concussion at most,” one of the doctors says to the other doctor. I squint, the lights hurting my eyes, the squinting hurting my head.
“Oh, she’s awake.” I look around for Carter, but it’s just a bunch of doctors and nurses looking at my scans. I’d already talked to a place officer before I fell asleep or passed out.Is there really a difference when my head hurts this much?
“Miss, are you okay? We gave you some medicine for the pain but it’s mild. We see here you’re allergic to morphine.”
“Y-yes,” I choke out. My mouth is too dry to speak.
“Here’s some water.” One of the nurses, my new best friend, hands me a cup.
I drink the whole cup before speaking. “Thank you.”
“You have a middle grade concussion. So we’re going to keep you here overnight for observation, but you’re incredibly lucky. The trauma could’ve been so much worse,” one of the doctors tells me.
“Okay.”
“Do you have any questions?”
“Two,” I start. “Can we turn off these lights? And where’s my girlfriend?”
“Nurse.” The doctor motions for her to shut off the lights and it makes it just a little easier on my headache. I don’t have to squint quite as much although the hallway lights were still just as bright.
“We have it here that she’s in room 405, she just has a sprained ankle so she should be able to come by and see you soon,” he explains looking at his chart.
“Okay.” I nod and then wince. That hurt more than I expected it too.
