Capture The Moment

chapter 16

Laylah POV

"Ms. Harris, you are going to need to file a police report. These aren't any ordinary burns. You were burned. I can do it for you just tell me what happened" The doctor told me.

"I understand. Can I talk to my friend sitting outside first?" I asked.

"Yes you may. But if he-"

"No. Believe me it wasn't him." I said cutting off the doctor.

"Alright then. I will call him in for you."

"Thank you," I replied. She nodded her head and called Jalen in.

"Just call me in once you are ready," the doctor instructed while closing the door and leaving.

"Hey baby girl. How is you doing?" Jalen asked with a small smile.

"Well my burns are treated, they put this ointment thing on it. Now I have to put it on as well at home. But I might scar, I'll just use my cocoa butter lotion so I don't." I explained.

"That's good. Not the scarring," he corrected himself.

"I know what you meant. But we have an issue."

"What, what's wrong?"

"I have to file a police report." I answered.

"Oh." Jalen said thinking about something.

"Yep."

"So let's do it now. I mean I'll help. I can say that it was really Nick." Jalen offered.

"If you insist. Go get the doctor."

"No, there's a button on the remote. You can call em in."

"Niiccceee," I said in excitement. Who knew you could do that?

"Stupid," Jalen commented.

"I see you are ready," the doctor said. "I am Doctor Webster."

"I am Laylah and this is Jalen." I introduced the both of us.

"Nice to meet you both." He said, shaking our hands.

"You too." Jalen replied, sitting down in his chair.

"So tell me how did this all begin."

As instructed I told the entire story of the date then waking up in the back of the car. I made it clear that the burn marks were there but I didn't know how it was done since I was unconscious.

"That's all there is to the story." I told the doctor.

"Thank you. And just to make sure he is your friend's work colleague."

"Yes."

"Did he seem absurd, like out of the ordinary behavior?" The doctor questioned.

"Nah he tweakin," Jalen whispered.

"Jalen." I scolded him quietly trying not to laugh. Jalen sat on the chair trying to hold in his laugh, but not making the best attempt.

"Sorry," Jalen apologized.

"No, it's fine," Dr. Webster replied, chuckling slightly.

"He wasn't acting odd at all. If you were to meet him now you'd be surprised he was the one to do this."

"Typical," Dr. Webster said, jotting down what I told him. "Well you are free to go. Here are your discharge papers. Have a great night."

"Thank you. Finally we can go." I joked.

"Aight take it easy on your back there. You might scrape it," Jalen said.

"Yes, Dr. Hurts, I understand." I joked. He just glared at me thinking it made me scared. Little did he know...