It's been another week and it was the day to get my stitches taken out. I was scared out of my mind because I'd never hurt myself super bad before. Hudson drove me to the hospital and Monica watched Matteo. And hopefully I wouldn't have a scar as big as my stitches, considering Coachella was in another week. I sat in that scary doctors chair that everyone knows for when you lay back and sit up and put your feet up when you get checked, holding tight onto Hudson's hand.
The doctor came in with her tools and told me to be strong. Then she cut the end and started pulling the stitches out. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. It hurt even worse than being raped. I squeezed Hudson's hand as tight as I could and I closed my eyes tight and pursed my lips hard.
Then she was finally done. She cleaned it and told me she'd be right back.
Hudson stood up and came between my legs and hugged my waist as I hugged his head since I was a little taller than him from sitting on the chair. Tears fell down my cheeks and he looked up and wiped them away.
Hudson: Are you okay
Me: Yeah. That just hurt like hell. I've never hurt myself this bad before.
Hudson: Hurt this bad? Baby when I was half your age I was breaking bones twice a month.
Me: That's not even possible
Hudson: But you get my point. Girls are just more fragile and careful
Me: What the hell did you just say
Hudson: I-I didn't-
Me: You think just because I'm a girl that I never broke a bone. No it was because I didn't have insurance and I was careful so that I wouldn't have to take money out of my college fund. But you wouldn't know anything about that because you're a white man that didn't even have to go to college because life was practically handed to you on a silver platter.
Hudson: Kaylen-
Me: No, just leave. I'll call Monica for a ride home
Hudson: Babe
Me: Leave
He turned around and left and I pulled out my phone and I told her to come to the hospital and pick me up. Then the doctor came back into the room.
Doctor: Did your husband have to leave?
Me: He's not my husband, but yes.
Doctor: Well, you will have a scar forever, but it won't be as big as your stitches. You could always use makeup to cover the scar but its still permanent. You can leave whenever you want, thank you for being responsible and cleaning your stitches properly.
She left again and after I grabbed my purse I left too.
I saw Monica waiting in the waiting room and when she saw me. She ran up to me and hugged me tight.
Monica: Where did Hudson go?
Me: I'll tell you in the car, but when we get home I gotta go right to sleep.
She nodded and I explained everything to her on the way home. As soon as we got there I closed the door behind us and kicked off my shoes. I walked into the kitchen, ignoring my plans to sleep and I decided to netflix and eat. I grabbed Doritos, a yogurt, some red wine and an apple.
I plopped on the couch and pulled a blanket over me. I started binge watching Stranger Things and sipping my wine as there was a weak nock at the door.
Monica: I got it.
She came rushing from the room all dressed up in a gown and when she opened the door she groaned and sashayed to her room. It was Hudson.
Me: When I said leave it didn't mean come to my house.
I set my food on the table and got up to close the door.
Hudson: Wait, Kaylen
I rolled my eyes, not able to look at him.
Me: You have exactly five minutes...