I Hate The Ending Myself, But It Started With An Alright Scene

Chapter 21: Hang 'em High

○That girl's not right in the brain○

We spent the night in the hospital. Bandit asleep in the bed with her head resting gently on my chest as I lay ontop of the thin sheets. I'm not sure what happened to Frank after he stormed off but when I woke up this morning he was sat in the same chairs as yesterday sleeping softly.

I was the only one awake when the doornob clicked and a young lady peered through wearing green scrubs and her short brown hair painted with streaks of pinks and blues, messily tied back. She'd got gentle freckles with a soft looking face, her eyes a deep green ringed with eyeliner and heavy mascar licked over her short eyelashes.

"Morning. Bandit should be able to go home when she's ready, just drop by to the front desk so the discharge forms can be dealt with." She smiled keeping her voice low.

I smiled over in return and gave a slight nod before using my voice, "Thankyou."

"No problem." She smiled again and left the room as quietly as possible.

I turned to look at Bandit some more. She was so peaceful and calm as she slept, her long wavy hair draped over the side of her face resting on my body. Her skin was pale, no longer like a sheet of blank paper, her cheeks a delicate pink as pathways of smudged makeup hung from her eyelids.

"Hey." Her soft voice broke the silence of the room, a simple smile curling from the corners of her lips. Her golden eyes still hidden from me but the shutters slowly teasing me as they stammer their opening.

"Hey gorgeous." I whispered watching as her cheeks filled with shades of red. I ran my arm across my body and let a single finger drag sweetly along her cheek. Her smile grew. "How'd you sleep?" I asked, still hushed.

Her reply was a small nod with the smile from before stretching even further as as gush of air came from her lungs and out her nose, her eyelids finally prizing open showing off the golden, beautiful orbs she had.

"Get a room you pair!" A tired Frank mutterd as he too woke up. "Actually don't, do not do that; you're too young and innocent for that stuff!" He added slight panic ringing in his voice, sounding sort of more awake. The two of us sort of laughed.

"When can I get out of here?" Bandit sighed.

"Actually, you can go as soon as you're ready to. A nurse came in and told me while you were still asleep." I smiled back, my voice soft.

"Great, do you want me to run home and get you some clean clothes?" Frank asked adjusting his position in the chair fidgeting around.

"No,it's fine, I'll go back home and shower and change." Bandit replied as he began sitting up.

"Okay, that's cool. Well, imma gonna go get coffee, any one want anything?" He replied giving up on his fidgeting and standing up.

"Can I get a coffee and a sandwich or something? Not too big though, please?" Bandit said now sat up fully,legs crossed under the sheets.

"Sure," he said rather enthusiastically, "you?" He motioned toward me.

"Erm, just a bottle of orange juice for me please." I answered scratching the back of my neck as my shaggy, slightly long hair fell into my eyes.

"Light weight." Bandit mutterd giggling as she began to hop off the bed. "HOLY DAMN THE FLOOR IS COLD!" She shrieked. Frank and I shared a slight smile at her remark before he left for coffee.

She went to the little table in the corner of the room where her clothes sat piled neatly and picked them up heading for the mini bathroom attached to the room. She went to go change so to occupy the time, I jumped off the bed, yelled a "back in a few minutes" through the bathroom door and headed down the hallways. I had an idea that would make her smile and actually have fun for a change.