My Good Luck charm (Incomplete)

[shawtybaby77]

My Good Luck Charm Chapter 8

I was sitting and stewing in the corner mumbling to myself about the lack of empathy and even sympathy at hospitals. All these fucking nurses and no one gives a shit except that they get their lunch break. The rain was pouring down now even worse, the people in this waiting room were beginning to make my nerves thin as tissue. There was a woman beside the tv who kept coughing like she was stuck in a smokehouse, then there was a kid who kept running in circles and up and down the chairs - his mother was on her cell phone and yapping continuously as she flipped her hair. I've officially entered hell.

"Mr. Pattinson?" I heard a somewhat annoyed voice sound from the doorway.


"Yes, yes, right here," I stood and threw my magizine I was holding ready to beat the woman on the cell phone and the one with the neverending phlegm. I grabbed the 3 foot teddy bear I'd bought from the hospital giftshop and quickly made my way to follow the nurse.


"Kristen is asking for you, will you come,"

"Of course," I nodded my head and looked crazy with the armful of teddy bear I was holding.


I nodded my head and we headed through a pair of double doors she swiped her card to enter, it smelled like a bottle of open, pure alcohol. It was strangely quiet and just watching the medical staff run around with viles of blood and needles made me cringe. We traveled down a long hall and to the dead end of it, I could hear an episode of Family Guy playing - I knew it was Kristen's room. "Thank you," I told the nurse when she smiled and turned away. I quietly tapped on the door.


"Come in," I heard Kristen's voice creak as I pushed open the heavy wooden door. "Join me, in my humble abode of hell," she smiled sarcastically.


"Is it that bad? I found someone who wanted to meet you. . ." I smiled brightly and brought the huge bear from behind my back.


"Oh my god," she gasped as she reached for it, I sat it beside her and she admired it before hugging it to her.


"I thought you'd like something warm and fuzzy, unlike all this stuff that's here,"


I looked around at the tiny television, the single chair and the IV holding a bag of clear liquid which led to her arm, the baggy hospital gown that fit on her like a tent. I tried not to shiver, but it came invulantarily. I pulled the single chair up to the bed, and she moved the bear to her other side. I took her hand that free of an IV and pressed it to my lips, I moved it to my cheek and I couldn't escape the sob that racked through me. I was a man, crying was not permitted by men. But I was a man in love with a woman who I thought I lost. I sobbed freely with no mind, I'd had the literal shit scared out of me for two days - crying was nothing.


"Rob, I'm ok. It was just, I have to tell you something," she sat up in the bed and flicked off the tv.


I let my head stay down for a second, letting her see my tears was a little step too far out of the straight mans department.


"Rob," she put a hand on my cheek and I lifted my chin for her - we stared at eachother for a minute.


"I love you Kristen, and I swear if something would have truly happened to you, well I don't now what I would be doing right now," I shook my head and turned my head so that I could kiss her palm.


"I love you too, Robbie," she smiled and we sat there in silence for a long minute - just enjoying being able to touch and kiss eachother again.





"Robbie, I'm just going to blurt it out," she said flatly. "I'm in here because I didn't want everyone to know what was going on," she began as she played with the remote. "Me and my surgeon planned this elaborate charade so that I could get my breast implants - and no one would know!" she laughed at the very end. "Now I have them and I am a D cup and happy as hell," she laughed even more as she pulled her gown tighter and revealed two swollen balls on her chest.


I had no words, I just looked at her with my mouth pursed - and my eyebrows laced together.


"I'm kidding! Oh my god, I totally had you," she laughed and fell back on the pillows. "They're called organges!" she laughed and pulled them from her gown.


I bursted out laughing and let my head fall on the side of the bed. "I was about to say 'I hope your shitting me!' Kris!" I laughed.


The room grew silent and she took my hand again, and looked me in the face as she circled my palm with her finger. I stared at her as she intently studied my hand, her eyes were white and vibrant. She whispered and I went pale. "I have anorexia. The other day I was exhausted and my electrolytes got too low, I just thought I could try to ignore it and I wouldn't fall back into my habit," I didn't want to believe her.


"How long have you suffered from it?" was all I could thin to ask as 20 different emotions froze my body,


"I've seen the look you're giving me, Rob. The let me act like I don't have a thousand questions," she rolled her eyes and rested back against the pillows. "I started at 14, I didn't see my true size - in my mind I was chunky and fat. . . At first I stopped eating, then when I got to where I had to eat to keep from passing out, I would throw up. But I have it under control, I'm fine! This is just because I was tired, I'm dehydrated."



I shook my head at her trying to rationalize this into another problem, her assistant had already told me it wasn't exhaustion. "Kristen, you know this is something you don't every really get over - you learn to deal with it," I softly added.


She grabbed the tv remote and flipped it to MTV, she didn't even look back at me. "I'm really tired," she flatly stated as she began to flip over channels.


"Kristen, I love you. I couldn't bare to see anything happen to you, much less watch something happen to you. Push me away if you want - but I'll come back!" I smiled to her and she set her jaw tight and stared at True Blood.


"I'll call you when I need a counselor, ok?" she settled onto her side in the bed. "I don't want to be a bitch, but I've handled this a long time,"


"Well, I guess you're right. You do remember you're in a hospital right?" I laughed and got up to leave. I saw her face flicker nervously one second as I was almost to the door; I prayed silently that she'd stop me. My prayer was answered.


"Robbie!" she had turned in the bed toward me, her face contorted in confusion. I turned to her and waited.


"I'm not used to anyone caring, I hate being like this. I look like frankenstein with this IV and shit," she tried to joke but the tears that rolled onto her cheeks sold her out like Miley Cyrus tickets.


I walked to the bed and sat down beside her, holding her tightly to my chest as she cried quietly.


When her crying stopped I took her head in my hands and forced her to look at me, she closed her eyes. "Look at me, Kris," I demanded and she opened her eyes and shuddered slightly when our eyes met.


"I'm not leaving," I seared into her eyes.


She took a long time to inhale and exhale then to look at me, the emotion pouring off of her made my eyes moisten. "I don't want you too, Robbie," a sob escaped her chest and she leaned back into my arms.


"Stay with me, please," she asked as she clung to my jacket, I wasn't going anywhere anyway. I pulled her with me to the bed and kicked off my shoes and laid down with her. I wanted to make love to her so bad, feel her body; take her away from this place and replace her pale face with the flushed blush she would get when she came underneath me. I had to settle for this, to be with her I'd do anything.

[Sarahcini]

Seriously did NOT see that coming. I so thought she was pregnant or something!!! Damn girl!

[DeeDee777]

WOW! Awesome update. Can't wait for the next chapter.

[camilamaria]

I didn`t see that coming!!!
Great update!!! MOre please?

[DeeDee777]

MEL!!!! Where's the update?!!! I need MORE of this story! PLEEEEEEEASE?!!!!!