Her Innocent Intern

CHAPTER 37:Beginning Of Something

Maya's POV:

Life's good.

Very good.

After the 3 months of staying in the hospital, with all the surgery and healing here and there, i can now proudly tell that i am a survivor myself.

When i was first hospitalized in New York, i stayed for 4 days, because my parents decided that i will do the surgery on L.A, where their most trusted doctors and surgeons are. Well, most of them are my doctors since i was born and so on, so they already know their ways on medicating me.

The surgery went successful, well, there's ups and downs through it, because they said that i lost so many blood while doing it, that they had to stop the surgery in the middle of doing it so i can have enough blood in my body before continuing.

There's a pack of bloods that is attached to me, but unfortunately, my diabetes wants to join in on the surgery. They said too that i went flatline, it's only a one time, but they said that im really blessed and fortunate to survive such thing.

After those months of hell, Maria kept teasing Natasha on how she cried so much while they are watching and waiting for my surgery. Well, they all cried, but seeing Natasha Romanoff cry, is a very rare and surprising and unbelievable.

Yes, you heard that right. Natasha came with us, at first were hesitant to let her, because we know how can her work be so busy and all, but she said that she have her most trusted people to take care of it. And she also said that she will just cancel everything important that would come out, which she did.

She's so stubborn, like i swear. If you would only see her desperate actions just to go with us, to be there for me, is just so hard to say no to. She's also updating Wands with everything, as that's what Wands told her.

Tho, my heart swelled and fell more for her because of her thoughtfulness. She didn't want me to be alone, well, im not really alone because i have my family. She wanted to be with me through it all, and she is, just like she promised.

After the surgery, it took me almost 3 months on healing myself, and she's always been there, like, this 3 months and a half that we're here in L.A, she is too, that it came to the point where she bought her own penthouse. I don't know what came through her mind to be like this, like everyday, she's with me in the hospital, and kept watching every move i made like a hawk.

She kept bringing healthy foods day by day, and it's always so many, that i already have so many stocks there. I give it to the people inside here though, like to the nurses that would always check up on me, who is by the way, my friends now, and to the people on the other room. I don't want to waste any food, so why not give it to the others?

My parents and my sister kept telling her to sometimes rest herself just only for a day, but she's too stubborn and she instantly denied the idea.

She would give me small massage here and there, and would always buy me gifts. I those 3 months of being inside the hospital with her, sometimes we just catch ourselves playing game boards while snacking, hers are chips, like a real snack, while mines are sliced apples, mangoes, oranges, grapes, anything that is healthy and fruit, she always cuts it for me tho, which gave her a plus 1 point in my heart. Or should we say, my new heart.

My family are always there for me too tho, but the company gets too busy as day goes by, they waited for like a month for me to heal, then they went back to business, but they still always visits me, just not like Natasha, who is literally living with me in the hospital.

Natasha would always reassure them that they can go and do whatever they need, while she just can stay her to look after me.

Hmpp, im not a baby, Natty!