Almost Easy

Chapter Thirty-Nine:

It’s been a week and a half since my surgery and I’m still in the hospital. If all goes well with my tests, I can go home tomorrow.

To say that I have to take it easy is an understatement. The swelling in my eyes have finally gone down. I keep getting awful headaches, but I doubt that’ll stop anytime soon. It feels like I have my own personal pharmacy from all the meds they have me taking.

From what I understand about the way that my brain is supposed to heal, I won’t be able to go to school for at least six months. There’s no way in hell that I’m going to graduate this year. I’m going to have to repeat the year. I’m not exactly happy about that.

I can’t remember ever having this little energy. I can’t even imagine trying to sit through class and turn in assignments, let alone survive a swarm of backstabbing teenagers. Good God – I mean, let’s face it, we’re vicious.

I jumped when I heard a commotion outside my room door. “You can’t keep me from her! I’m her mother! This is kidnapping! You don’t have any right! Do you know what I’m capable of?!” My mother roared from outside. Good fucking God. That woman knows no bounds. I pulled my cell and called the cops and quickly explained the situation. I didn’t hang up, just kept the operator on the line so she could hear what was going on.

“Ms. Wolf, if you don’t leave the premises, I’ll have you forcibly removed.” Someone threatened her. ‘Forcibly?’ She’d probably enjoy it.

“Fucking try it! Touch me and I’ll have you castrated!” She raged. Oh, my God. She’s not stopping.

“Ma’am! Calm down!”

“‘Ma’am?’ Do I look like a ‘ma’am’ to you?!” She demanded. I pulled myself out of bed and hobbled over to my room door. I cracked the door open and saw a flabbergasted orderly. Poor guy. He looks confused as hell.

“Well, you don’t have a penis. Would you rather be referred to as ‘Mister?’” I spoke up. She turned to look at me and glared something fierce. “I have a protective order against you. He wasn’t lying. You can’t be here.” I added, before holding up my phone to show her. She fumed and took a step towards me. I gripped the door-frame to steady myself. It doesn’t take a lot to drain what little energy I have.

“You little bitch! Do you really think that Doug is going to keep taking care of you and get nothing out of it? Why do you do everything in spite of me?!” She screeched. I sighed. The funny thing? I’m the teenager and she’s the mother. Who’s acting like a drama queen? Someone is in desperate need of a reality check.

“Not everything is about you! I’d be better off being his kid! He knows how you’re supposed to treat people!” I growled. I clutched the door tighter. I need to sit down, but if I walk away, I don’t know what she’ll do.

“Lynn!” Doug yelled as he rounded the corner into the hallway. He had three security guards hot on his trail. He must have already been here, because there’s no way he could have gotten here that fast, otherwise. Mother put her hands on her hips and just glared at Doug.

“What do you want?!” She screamed at him. Doug just nodded at the guards and gestured to my crazed mother. They grabbed her and put her hands behind her back before forcing her against the wall. “Are you here to fuck me again? You better hope that I don’t get pregnant.” She huffed.

“He’s not stupid.” I told her. “Anyone who really wanted to know could have your medical records checked out and find out that you’re tubes have been tied since I’ve been born. The most he’ll get is numerous STIs.”

“No one is talking to you!” She yelled at me. I sighed and slumped to the floor. I leaned my face against the door. It feels nice to be off of my feet.

“I’ve already told you what would happen if you came near Lydia again.” Doug reminded her.

“I thought maybe you’d have a change of heart after the other night.” She told him, quietly.

“That was over a week ago.” He argued. Something about the way he said it made it click. They hooked up after she pulled me from his car. That’s what took him so long. I sighed. I don’t care who they sleep with, I just wish it wasn’t each other. She’s such a maniacal bitch and he deserves much, much better. I know that he willing got into a relationship with her in the beginning, but I honestly don’t think he knew how bad she was. Doug deserves the best person alive as his partner. He shouldn’t have to settle for her. The fact that treats me like crap isn’t even the issue – it’s how she treats him. I hate it. “And it’s over now.” He added.

“The cops are on their way.” I told him, softly. He looked over at me and nodded. “Can she wait somewhere else?” I asked. “I’m tired.”

“Of course, Sweetheart,” Doug assured me. He didn’t even have to say anything the guards. They started walking her to the front. I picked up my phone and held it to my ear.

“Hey, she’s going to waiting at the front of the hospital – alright? My meds are kicking in and I can’t keep my eyes open.” I told the operator. Doug took the phone from me and said something too quiet for me to hear. He picked me up and carried me to bed. He tucked me in and sat with me.

“We aren’t together.” Doug promised me. I shrugged with my eyes closed.

“I just want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy. You’re a prince, Doug. You need your princess.” I told him, softly. I could already feel myself starting to nod off. I felt his lips press against my forehead.

“You and Zacky make me happy.”

“‘S not what I mean.” I murmured. “I’m gonna find you an awesome woman.” I promised. He chuckled, quietly. I held his hand and let myself sleep.

Notes

Sorry, if the spacing is off! I've had much too much wine! lol. "Father/daughter" moments coming up!

Comments are always appreciated. :)

Love,
Katie