Bite The Needle

Part 4: The Doctor's Appointment

Ella's silver shoes clomped on the pavement as she approached the Doctor's. office. She clutched her chest walking two blocks had served un beneficial to her lungs. "Hi, ma'am, do you have an appointment today?" Ella looked under her sunglasses to see a brunette with horrible split ends. "Obviously," Ella scoffed under her breath. The woman looked up at her. Ella straightened up and smiled,"Yes, I have an appointment with Dr. Ronicker at 3:30 ." The woman's cheeks turned bubblegum pink before she gasped in excitement,"Ella Tipton?"

"Yes," Ella coughed, "In the flesh." "Oh my god! I love your work!" the girl perked up. "Doesn't everyone," Ella grunted she repeatedly tapped her silver toned shoes onto the cold teal floor.The secretary rested her chin in the palm of her hand, "Tell me just where does your inspiration come from?" Ella paused in sheer annoyance. "Oh you know, Audrey Hepburn, Scarlett O'Hara, Aaliyah, and I don't know-- people who did their damn jobs!" Ella said with an aggravated undertone. "Yeah, yeah I get that southern belle meets exotic popstar-vibe!" the woman said. Ella looked around bewildered. Was this girl so slow that she couldn't comprehend what Ella was implying?

"Listen sugar," Ella spoke "Do you not work here or can you not read?"

The woman's eyes searched Ella's crystal eyes for meaning. "Why yes I work here, and yes I can read, why?"

"Because the last time I checked the sign outside read 'R&R' Physicians, not R&R preschool," Ella replied choking on the last few words.

"Excuse me but is Mrs. Tipton here," a voice sounded from behind the desk.

"Yeah she's right here," the girl pointed.

"Well send her back, dammit Veronica!" the voice yelled.

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"Your lungs don't sound well, Ella," Doctor Ronicker stated as he smoothed out his pristine white coat. "No shit sherlock!" Ella said.

"How long has this been going on?" He asked.

"Just last night after I choked on some vodka," Ella rasped.

"Really? You haven't been experiencing any shortness of breath lately? Or difficulty catching your breath?" Dr. Ronicker said strikingly.

"Well yeah, a lot, but I'm so fabulous that I take my own breath away," Ella stated.

"Well we tested you for whooping cough, and bronchitis, they both came back negative. I can only guess that the problem is coming from your lungs themselves, so I'm going to order you an EKG and a cat scan for Monday morning, in the mean time I'm prescribing you 10 milligrams of prednisone, it should help up clear up your lungs if it's an infection. I'll call you with the exact time," The doctor rambled.

"Okay, Perfect."

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The next afternoon

"I quit," Mandy screamed at Ella. "Alright," Ella shrugged, walking down the hall back to her office. "You had it coming," Tyson stated as Ella paraded past the desk. Ella just stuck her middle finger up and said, "Don't you know you'll burn your own self sticking your damn finger in someone else's fire." Ouch! Tyson yelled pretending her got burned, "Doesn't hurt that bad bitch," Tyson said quickly. Ella just rolled her eyes.

Tyson was annoying, rude, sassy, and gave Ella a taste of her own medicine and she absolutely adored it. He infuriated her to the point of which it turned into adoration, and Tyson had no filter whatsoever as if he didn't care if he got fired or not, he said what he thought, and did what he pleased. "Yo," Tyson called after her, "You got that appointment at Southern Vogue."