Number of Words: 371
WARNING: PMS?
Addison walked calmly to her room, sitting on her bed and taking deep, slow breaths. She glanced at her cell phone that was still on its charger since before she left for the hospital. She picked it up and dialed the numbers on her lime-green razor phone and placed it to her ear, humming to the deep rings that echoed through her skull.
"Hello?"
"Hey Dani, its me"
"'Allo darling! How ish you today?" Dani chanted in her childish voice.
"Im fine" She said, almost choking as the words spilled from her mouth, "Today I went shopping, and I got two new outfits-"
"Thats cool"
"I almost killed my sisters-"
"Is that so unusual?"
"I ate at Steak and Shake-"
"Did joo get a milkshake!?!?"
"And um I went to the hospital," She muttered the last part and braced herself for her friend scream in over-concern.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!?!?"
Addison sighed, why did she call this friend instead of anybody else? Oh right, everybody else was on vacation, pfft. "Its nothing really I just went in for an exam thingy". She heard her friends breathing slow down.
"What was the exam? OH MY GOD! DONT TELL ME YOU HAVE CANCER!?" Danis voice screeched again. Addison winched, her friend was completely off. "No, I do not have cancer, thankfully its not that serious," she explained calmly, straightening her face, then started explaining the rest, "you know that Im about 16 and I havent begun womanhood, right? (FYI: referring to PMS). Um well, see, I went to the hospital because the doctors were wondering why I havent started you-know-what". She said, blinking, uncomfortable about the subject.
"Si si, yes? What about it?"
"Well they ran a few tests, and it turns out that I dont have the "ability" to have..." She paused, "-children" she squeaked out. Addison always wanted to have children with the man she married. Its hard to explain why she wanted little feet running around, destroying things with goo dripping from tiny hands, but theres no doubt that she wanted it.
"Oh," Dani said in a whispered voice, but as usual, she found a bright side to the whole situation...
"At least you wont have to worry about condoms."
I know, lame... but CARRY ON TO THEE RESULTS!---
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