enemy to doctor - the hating game

4 - a bloody realization

"Breathe in and hold."

I do as he tells me too while letting my mind go insane.

Do I tell him?

"Exhale."

No I can't, he has already done so much for me and-

"Inhale again."

No no no this can't be happening. The pain is growing.

"You gotta relax your muscles. I'll hold you just try not to tense."

He pushes me against his chest just a tiny little more but the pain is unbearable now.
I gasp.

"Breathe in one more time and hold it for five seconds."

I do as I'm being told while I feel tears slowly developing and holy fuck this is bad this is really bad. I'm being pulled away from the chest that I just now realize was holding onto. With my hands buried in his side.
Clenching.

"Damn I know you're scared and stuff but a stethoscope? Lucy-"

I look at him and it's like the world stops. His eyes are the darkest of all blues and his hand is against my cheek and the tears are dripping falling.

"Where."

I can't talk, I know it so I just put my hand onto my lower stomach. I don't open my eyes but the next order of events occurs fast and without any comments. Josh puts me back onto the pillows and I feel like I'm falling.
He pulls the blanket off my upper body and then his hands are on my stomach. Lifting my shirt slowly and carefully.
I don't dare to open my eyes. But he is putting on gloves- I know it because I can hear the latex being pulled over his skin and then there's pressure on my stomach and I realize he is assessing whatever he has found.

At least two minutes pass and I still haven't opened my eyes and I have to put all my strength into not grabbing his wrist as I release whimper after whimper but then-

Then his fingers press down on a spot that I cannot take and my eyes are open and I'm rushing to grab his wrist but before I can touch his skin he touches mine and pushes the hand back down onto the sofa.
My eyes meet his as he moves to sit next to me again.

"Why didn't you tell me Luce."

"You've already done so much and I didn't think of it and-"

"You didn't think of the huge very fresh scar stretching over your stomach that has by the way started bleeding?"

He is mad. He is angry with me. But the reason is different than normally. He is worried about me and my health and the realization and the pain together are just too much to take.

"I'm so sorry Josh, really-" but then my vision blurs and I'm crying, no I'm sobbing.

The sofa shifts underneath the weight and softly, so softly I'm being pulled into these huge muscular arms and I'm safe.
Josh makes me feel safe.

"Calm down" he shushes while stroking my hair out of my face and placing his hand on my cheek.
All while I'm laying in his arms.

"It's nothing we can't fix. If not me then my brother. He's a surgeon and very good doctor. I will not leave you alone Shortcake."

We both don't talk for what feels like an eternity. But it calms my nerves and thoughts and body.

"There you go Shortcake. Do you want me to inject you a tranquilizer? Or is it better now?"

Oh my I think I'm good.

"Inject? What the hell do you not have here?"
Josh laughs.

"I've got everything I need for you. That's all you need to know right now hm?"

I nod and enjoy the feeling of being in his arms flush against this beautiful chest and then I feel him pressing his mouth onto my hair in an effort to comfort me. And it is working ohh it's working so well.

"Any chance you have the medical reports saved on your phone or a picture?"

I focus and realize. "Yes I do, I sent them as a picture to my mum."

"When was the surgery Lucy", the seriousness seeps back into the conversation
"because this is very fresh."

"Eleven days ago."
I whisper and feel the muscles tense against my back. Josh exhales a long deep breath. Then he lifts me, detangles our bodies and places me back onto the pillows.

"I'll get your phone and read the records. Then we'll see."

I know that this is not going to be easy. After all the surgery wasn't easy and the scar will stretch across my entire lower abdomen once it heals.
Because now it sure as hell isn't healed.

I fall into a short and uncomfortable sleep that couldn't have taken more than 10 minutes. I don't even know what time it is when the sofa shifts beside me and he is back.
With another kit on his lap.

Does this ever end?

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