Random Scripts and Stories

Next Gen: Confessions

Two weeks after Dusk's 'first time' with Edward; after feeling sick for two weeks in a row, she decided to go to the hospital just in case. Edward, Jezebel (who was 2 - 3 months pregnant with Alexa) and CB were with her.

Sitting on the edge of the chair, Dusk clutched at her stomach due being in pain; her right foot constantly tapped the ground, something she did when nervous. She was wearing a gray oversized hoodie with her hair up in a lazy ponytail. Edward leaned on a wall, focusing on the clock. He wore a white buttoned shirt, the top top buttons undone. His hair looked presentable. They were both silent.

Until CB violently opened the waiting room door; she rushed to Dusk's side, seating herself in the chair beside her, a worried look on her face, "Dusk! You okay?"

"I'm fine, CB. It's just some bad stomach pain. That's all." Dusk looked to CB; she went back to clutching her stomach area from the mild pain.

"See CB. There's nothing to worry about." Jezebel slightly waddled into the waiting room herself; she sat on the seat to Dusk's right, "It might just be a stomach bug."

"It's just a stomach bug. Or maybe a mild fever that's affecting her whole body. Trust me, it's nothing to worry about. Would be a waste of time and air to panic about a minor inconvenience." Edward, still looking at the clock, appeared to be emotionless about the whole situation; he stared at CB with a cold glare as he stated his sentence.

CB saw him do this causing her to glare back at him; she folded her arms in anger. Jezebel realised the two are glaring at each other.

"Guys, could you please stop that." She told them, going back to slowly rubbing Dusk's back.

Dusk gave a small smile, "Thanks."

"No problem." Jezebel smiled sweetly in return, "You feeling any better?"

"Well...not really... My chest area is really annoying me right now..." Dusk pushed her arms into her chest area, trying to decrease the pain, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back..."

Dusk slowly made her way to the female toilets; CB's gaze followed her, "Is it just me... Or is something going on with Dusk?"

"What do you mean?" Jezebel turned to face CB, her head tilting slightly.

Edward overheard their conversation, walking over to the middle of the room, "Yeah, what are you trying to say?"

"Well... I don't think she has a virus or a fever of any sorts..." CB placed one of her hands under her chin as she thought, "I mean, what are Dusk's symptoms?"

"Mainly irritation of the chest area, needing to go to the bathroom more often and fatigue." Jezebel paused when she heard Dusk vomiting from the bathroom, "Also Vomiting from the sounds of it."

Edward made his way to the bathroom door; he lightly knocked with his knuckles, "You needing of assistance?"

"No... I'm good...but I might need a minute."

"Okay then. Just call if you need me." Edward leaned on the wall area next to the door.

"Also, there's the fact that Dusk rarely, if ever, gets sick. Especially to this level." CB continued to explain her theory.

"Well... You are right at that regard. But you still haven't said what it could be yet." Jezebel added.

Dusk continued to vomit, as well as trying to take deep breaths, "Edward!"

Edward leaned on door to hear better, "Yes, dear?"

"Could you please help me out here? My back is killing me and my hair is getting in the way!" Dusk took more deep breaths before vomiting, each time worse than the last.