Chapter 6

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Stiles pov

My father and Derek left about three hours ago..
It's unfair, I have to stay in this crammy, matalic smelling, hospital bed.. But Derek hale gets to stay at my house, my house.

Plus I'm starving, the nurse (hot by the way) brought me hospital food.
A red jello cup that smells like blood, a cold pizza pop that looks really old, and Coke that doesn't fiz

"Yeah, no thank you" I place the plate on the night stand beside me and grab the remote

I surf threw a few channels before giving up and just putting on the news

"I want my Netflix" I slouch deeper into the pillow and the blankets reach my nose, I've been completely engulfed by this depressing bed that multiple people have probably died in

"Aren't you gonna eat?" The nurse says, I didn't even notice her walk in.

My eyes move over to her and I just shrug from under the blankets
The nurse chuckled, her shoulders go up when she laughs and her grin makes her lips crack, like she hasn't smiled in a while

"Wait here" she grabs the tray of food and walks out
Wait here are you kidding, where the hell does she think I'm going

"God I'm so done with this hospital" I groan and turn on to my side covering my head with the blanket. I have to pull with what little strength i have since the end of the blanket is tucked into the bed frame

"Where the hell is the nurse, it's been half an hour" I turn back onto my back, the iv in my arm slightly pinches which makes my lip hurt- that's a strange reaction,..

I turn my attention back to the television where the news is still on

"The Hale house fire has now been completely put out, three victims where found within the home and brought to the hospital- there recoveries unknown." The news man said all of this like it was nothing...
I mean it's nothing to him- but how can someone talk about someone's home being burnt down like a robot

And did he mention three victims..

"The three victims that where in the hale house fire where, Stiles Stilinki"
Hey! What the hell he can't just put my name on the news like that! God dam robot..

"Derek hale and that last victim who's recovery seems the slimmest is sco-" before the news finishes the tv shuts off
"Ey!" I look around the room for the remote and I find it in the nurses white gloved hands

"I was watching that!" Yelling my words the iv pokes at my vain again
I look down and there's a large bruise around where the iv is attached

"S-shit" I groan

"I'm sorry but screen time isn't good for a recovery brain" the nurse assured me in a Moto toned voice- just like the news man

"Oh my that's a nasty bruise" the nurse lady- Wanda it says on her name tag places the remote down and ran to my side.

"Yeah /oh my/- what dumb bimbo put the iv in like this!" I speak threw my teeth with my eyes squinted trying not to think about the pain

"Well.." Wanda grabbed a small like-cloth thing and placed it near the iv then pulled it out. Pushing down on the bruise with the cloth

"W-what are you! Ow-ow!" Bending forward my hole body goes slightly numb

"Sorry Stile- Mr.Stilinki but this is the only way I can get the pain away"
She assured me again in that dumb Moto tone voice
Finally Wanda pulls her arm away and throws the cloth away
I watch her stand up and walk over to the cabinets in front of my bed 

"What are you doing" I'm trying to look over her shoulder but she's to far away

"Well since clearly the iv isn't for you, to help reduce pain and increase sleep I'll give you some pills instead. Are you allergic to any pills?" She turns back around and is holding a small pill bottle with red words on it- to far for me to read them

"Not that I know of.." I furrow my eyebrows, maybe she's better then I thought.. Maybe

"Good, here take these.. Depending on how long your here I'll make sure you take the right amount of pills each day" she says in now a giddy voice- what's with this girl

"Here, take your first dose now then another in about" she looks down at her watch

"Two hours" she reaches out her hand and drops two small blue pills into the palm of my hand

Then she turns over to the sink and fills a small glass cup handing that to me after

"Drink up" she smiled
Thinking about giving a sarcastic remark I swallow it down just like the pills.

"There not so bad" she says as she grabs the cup from me
"I didn't say it was gonna be.."

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