The Division

17

Saturday came around quickly, much to my dismay. I was going to therapy. 

Every time I think about it, I feel some sort of irritation. It itches my brain and picks on me like a parasite.

It's frustrating.

I packed some essentials before going to meet Aunt Cecilia and Simone who were patiently waiting for me by the car.

I was about to get in when an idea came to mind, I had one last trick up my sleeve.

"Aunt Cecilia, I have this terrible headache." I sobbed, rubbing my head for extra effect, "Oh, it's so bad. I don't think I can go-"

"Ah." My aunt said raising a hand up, "I don't want to hear it. I know a fake when I see one Gwen." She said crossing her arms with an unamused expression, "You're going to therapy. Now, get in."

I sighed and Aunt Cecilia got in. Simone gave me a small smirk before sitting down in the back seat of the car. I sat down beside her, pouting like a small child who didn't get their way. I placed my head on my hand and huffed with a sulk.

The ride to the hospital was smooth and quick. It didn't take long for us to arrive at our destination.

After finding a spot and parking, Simone and I got out of the car and Aunt Cecilia left, waving goodbye as her car drove out of the crowded parking lot.

Narviven General Hospital was way bigger than I expected it to be. There are three different buildings for different departments and purposes.

The main building in the middle is where the emergency units are located. Pediatric, geriatric, ICU and haematology departments are there as well.

The building on the left is where the surgery, ENT, cardiology, gastroenterology, gynecology, urology, oncology, orthodontics and orthopedic departments are.

The last building on the right is where the ophthalmology, neurology and psychiatry departments are stationed. That was where I was going.

I turned to Simone, "Look, I really don't want to do this." I said frowning. She gave me a pitiful look and replied, "I know." Simone scrolled through some videos on her phone, "But, you have to. Don't worry, once you talk to Dr.Blanc, you'll feel better. I've heard she's very nice."

We entered the third building and took the elevator to the floor where the consulting rooms are. We found some seats and sat down in the empty waiting area. So empty that I thought a tumbleweed would roll by right in front of us. No one came to talk to us or ask anything, it was as if everyone was busy.

"Would you be okay if I left you here alone?" Simone inquired after about thirty minutes of waiting. She took her ear buds out and I nodded.

"Alright then." She said getting up and brushing herself down, "I'll be back soon." Simone waved before leaving, passing the automatic sliding glass doors on her way out.

Not long after, someone came up to me when I was listening to music with my hood up and head down. "Hello?" The person said. A smooth male voice.

I looked up to see the most beautiful face I'd ever seen. My heart seemed to skip a beat as I stared at the person in front of me with my mouth wide open. I probably looked like an idiot.

He had messy blonde hair, a radiant smile, defined cheekbones and gorgeous emerald green eyes. I felt lightheaded, like my brain was made of air. My mouth was dry and my throat was heavy.

"Erm, hi?" I managed to choke out, my voice sounded like a strangled chicken.

The beautiful blonde smiled at me, "You're here to see a doctor, right?"