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𝒀/𝑵'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽

  "And... you're good" Patricia said as she wrapped up our regular appointment. This was our weekly routine. I sensed her gloved fingers leave my left eye after she examined it.

   "Thanks Patrick" i teased with a smile. "I told you to stop calling me that" she replied with an annoyed tone, probably rolling her eyes at me. She hates when i call her that, and you guessed it, i love annoying her. "Aw don't be so annoyed Patrick" i pouted jokingly earning a slap in the back of my head making me scrunch my face rubbing it with my hand "you're such an idiot, get out of here" she said with an amused tone. Oh, i feel so loved.

   "You're so mean to me" i complained as i sat up, adjusting my clothes. "Yeah, yeah whatever" she replied dismissively. I shook my head and chuckled lightly loving teasing her. "Oh say hi to the hubby for me" i said walking to the door. "Yeah, yeah i will". I was about to leave when i heard her calling me back.

   "Y/n"

   "Yeah ?" i asked turning around with a lifted eyebrow. "Did you think about what we discussed the other day ?" she asked softly. I sighed deeply "i-i don't know Patricia" i breathed out "listen, i don't think that's a good idea, i'm not risking my life for something i finally learned to live with, i accepted it okay ?" i said sighing, hoping that she gets my point.

   "But there is a chance for you to-" "to what ? See again ?" i interrupted her. "Should i remind you of the percentage of risk of dying on that operating table ? You said it yourself Patricia, 66% ! Look, i'm sorry but i already told you my answer, i'm not doing it" i start saying aggravated, but ended with a more calmed tone.

   She sighed "i won't pressure you y/n, that's your decision, and of course i respect it. Just know that the proposition will always be there" she said softly. I know that she mean well, but i'm okay. I don't want anymore complications in my life. "Yeah" i replied not wanting to pursue this conversation any further. I gave her a small smile and left.

"Hey Milo, come on buddy !" i whispered loudly as i walked out the door, a second later he was at my feet. I bent down and start stroking behind his ears, he loves when i do that. I felt his tail wriggling happily. "Okay let's go home" i informed him while taking his leash, walking out of the hospital.

I still have the whole day ahead of me as it's only 10 in the morning. Since it's Wednesday, I've decided to visit the perfumery today. The best part is that i can go whenever i want since i'm the owner. I really need to keep myself busy today because i've been overthinking a lot lately, and i don't like it.

Patricia never fails to bring up this topic, even though i've made it clear that i'm not interested. She just keeps going on about it. And while i understand her intentions, it remains a tough choice for me. The weight of the decision is overwhelming, and i feel utterly lost whenever it crosses my mind.

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