Breathing For This (Sequel To Trembling Hands)

Chapter Eight

 Chapter Eight

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~Brielle’s POV~

“Are you ready, Ms. Korey?” the nurse asked

“No…” I whimpered in fear as I watched her place her equipment on the small tray that rolled over my bed.

“It won’t take long, sweetie” she said, smiling encouragingly

“Brielle Korey!” Harry said sternly, “You have been through hell and back, and you’re afraid of a little needle?!”

“You got this, Briellerz!” Zayn smiled

“GoOoOoOo BRIELLE!” Louis cheered, throwing his hands in the air as if he had pompoms

“I’m right here, love” Niall whispered in my ear, “Always”

His arm snaked around me side, pulling me close to him and playfully rubbing his nose against my cheek. The nurse gently took my hand and laid it on the tray.

“Stop looking at it, it’s only going to make it worse… trust me” Liam added

I nodded slightly and attempted to peal my eyes away from the sharp needle in the nurses hand, sending shivers down my spine and a lump in my throat.

“Look at me” Niall said, cupping my chin towards him and softly kissing me before whispering a soft “I love you”.

“Stop!” I panicked as soon as I felt the nurse simply touch my hand

“It’s alright, honey, I’m just disinfecting your skin” she said

I felt my stomach shaking, my eyes prickling with tears, and my heart racing. Needles were always difficult for me, actually, I always avoided them. My mom used to take me to the doctors for them when I was little, but after she did, my dad never did; he could care less about my health. I remember the fear of needles from when I was a little girl, apparently it hasn’t left me…

*flash back*

“Hush now, honey, it’ll be over fast” My mother said, holding my hand as the doctor prepared a long shiny needle.

“But, momma!” I protested

“No, buts!” she replied, “You’re a big girl now, big girls aren’t afraid of needles”

“I am!” I whimpered

“It’s going to be okay, sweetie, just count the number of leaves in that tree picture” she suggested

“One, two, three….” I continued counting the seemingly endless leaves of all different colors on the small poster, still unable to distract myself from the needle slowly approaching my skin…

“No!” I yelped as the doctor jabbed it in my arm, causing me to start crying.

“Shhh, there, there” my mother cooed, “it’s over now”

*flash back over *

“Can we just do this another time?” I asked, watching her dab an alcohol pad against my skin

“We need to get the treatment started” the doctor said, “Don’t worry, Karen is our best nurse, she won’t hurt you”

“Fine…” I frowned, using my free hand to play with a strand of my fake blue curly hair.

“Hey, Briellerz!” Louis smiled, “I beat your high score on temple run!” he stuck his tongue out and laughed

“You did not!” I said, “It took me forever to get that!”