An Agents Life

Frustration

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Josh leaned against the doorway of the bathroom and watched as Maya tried to redo the bandage on her own ribs. Her shirt was off, leaving her in her bra and she was trying to move her shoulder as little as possible. But she was wincing every few seconds and humming slightly in pain as she moved.

"Are you sure you don't want my-"

"Nope." Was her very short reply as she didn't even glance up at him. Josh had offered her his help twice now but she had insisted that she could do it herself.

Josh let out a deep sigh as he ran his hands over his face. "Maya, there isn't any shame in asking for help." He told her.

"I don't need help." She replied, closing her eyes for a few seconds and gritting her teeth together as another sharp pain went through her shoulder.

Josh waited another moment as she had been able to get the bandage wrapped once around her, but another pain in her shoulder made her drop the bandage and undo all of her work. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"Shit." She mumbled under her breath. Josh pushed himself off the wall and came up behind her, he bent down to pick the bandage up and placed a gentle hand on her good shoulder as he came back up to stand right behind her.

"Relax." He told her. "Raise your good arm up." Maya stood there for a moment, refusing. But their eyes met in the mirror and Maya gave in to defeat as she slowly raised her good arm in the air.

Josh gave her a slight grin as he went to focus on wrapping her ribs. Placing the start on her stomach before starting to slowly wrap it around her, being careful not to move or bump her bad shoulder.

"You don't have to do this," Maya told him. Josh let out a dry chuckle.

"Yeah, because you were doing so well on your own." He stated sarcastically as he continued to focus his attention on wrapping her ribs. Maya pursed her lips together as she glared at him through the mirror, even though he wasn't paying attention to her face.

"No, I mean you don't have to do this." She emphasized. "This staying here with me and taking care of me. Driving me around like I'm some five-year-old kid who can't do for herself." She called out bitterly.

"Maya, you know I don't look at it that way." He told her. Suddenly Maya felt anger course through her, and she abruptly turned around, causing him to lose his grip on the bandage and let go losing all progress as it unwrapped itself from around Maya's waist. "Maya-!" He exclaimed in protest, and Maya gritted her teeth from the pain.

"Well, I do!" She shouted. "I do think of it that way! Everywhere I turn I feel like I can't do anything around here! I can't make my own food, I can't shower by myself, I can't drive, I can't even fucking dress myself without having your help!" Maya pushed past him and out of the bathroom.

Josh stood there for a second, taking everything that she just said in before shaking his head and going after her.

"Maya-" he started but was quickly cut off.

"And not only do I feel like a five-year-old but apparently I'm getting treated like one, too!" She shouted again. Josh stared at her.

"I think you need to chill-" this was not the best thing to say, as he found himself ducking out of the way as a kitchen spoon was being thrown at him.

"Do not tell me to chill!" She yelled.

"Well maybe if you stopped acting like a five year old then people would stop treating you like one!" She glared at him. He glared back.