The Killer with A Blade

Chapter 4- Great! more bad news.

She fell unconscious.
I hurried over to catch her small face and took my phone out. I dialed 911 and screamed on the phone for them to come immediately. I was going crazy.

Its an overdose. You stupid little girl, why would you be addicted to your own merchandise?

*****
We arrived to urgent care and told the doctors what was going on.

Fuck. They'll find out.

"Are you the husband?" Said the doctor as she held out the clipboard, as she pointed at me with her pen. "Fiance."
I turned to face down Regina. She seemed so calm and relaxed, but the scars on her face and body show how hurt she is.

I hate seeing you like this.

"She had an overdose."

No kidding, bitch.

"We set a medication called naloxone in her system and will be awake in about 6 hours. Meanwhile, I have some questions referring to all the scars on her." The doctor glared at me. This looks bad, but it's not what it looks like. I would never hurt her, unless she's looking for it.
"I'll answer your questions, Doctor."

She lead me out the room, and I noticed there was an old lady walking with an air tank beside her. She looked like she was on the bridge of death, but happy at the same time. "Hello there, young man. You look so handsome with that suit on. What's your name?" She said, as she grabbed my arms.
"Wow! Oh dear! You are really strong."

"My name is Cassian, beautiful." I gave her a smile as I slid her hand of me, and
we continued walking down the hall and turned to the right which was where her office was at. I sat down across from her and noticed the looks she was giving me.

If it weren't for your knowledge in medicine I would've destroyed your little soul, bitch.

"I have some concerns about Regina." She put her glasses on and started typing on her computer.

"For how long has Regina had those scars on her?" She said.

With so much cutting I don't know if it's other people who hurt her too.

"She works in a dangerous environment and often comes with scars." I said, glaring at the doctor.

"Those scars look like they were inflicted by someone. They feel deep and the wounds are in dangerous places that could eventually be the cause of several diseases. The scars are all over her body, arms, legs, neck, wrists, and even her breasts."

Breasts? What the fuck?

"Are you inflicting-" How the hell could she say such a thing? Is she insane?

I stood up from my chair pissed at her accusation
"How could you insinuate such a thing, Doctor? I would never hurt my fiance. Ever."

"Pardon my rudeness, Mr. Kills. But I need to make sure if you are." My hands turned into fists, ready to punch the hell out of this woman, but I need to control myself. I can't cause a drama here, while Regina is still in coma. I sat back down, and breathed in deep. "I didn't inflict those wounds on her."

"OK." She said.
There was a moment of silence. I couldn't bare to think who else could have hurt Regina, but I doubt she would let anyone hurt her, she's too smart to let anyone touch her. "I would also like to talk to you about something." She said in a serious tone.

More bad news. Great.

"Regina has lung cancer."