Reject~A.F.I

Chapter Two ~ The Doctors

As my eyes reluctantly began to open - my left opening a mere fraction in comparison to my right - I was reminded of last night; the pain, the fear, the hurt. I carefully rolled onto my side, wincing slightly at the pain in my ribs. She was still there. I looked up at my sleeping mother who had watched over me all night, perched on the uncomfortable wooden chair. As if she could feel me watching her she woke up, a small smile appearing on her face as she looked at me, "How are you feeling?" she asked as a yawn escaped her mouth.

"Everything hurts, but other than that I'm good." I chuckled, if I don't laugh I'll cry and I think I cried enough last night, "How are you? It couldn't have been very comfortable on that chair, you didn't have to stay with me all night..." I mumbled.

"I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to... you'll understand one day when you have kids of your own." she smiled sadly. We sat there in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, I shut my eyes trying to escape the pain running through my body.

"I'm going to make us some breakfast, come down when you're ready, I'll ring the school to let them know you're going to be late to school." She said as she stood up from the chair, her back clicking as she stretched.

"Thanks mum, I love you." I smiled back at her, she bent down and kissed my head one last time before leaving. It was a struggle to get up, everything hurt. I slowly slipped on my white school shirt, then attempted to change my underwear, this was the hardest. After about 10 minutes I got them on, my ribs were now screaming at me to stop, but I wasn't done yet. I clenched my jaw once more as I bent down to pull on my grey shorts, I tried my best to block out the ever-growing pain but it was hard. Now I was just left with my socks, who knew putting on a pair of socks could be so hard. I bit down for the final time as I quickly bent down and pulled on my socks. This pain was unbearable.

I very slowly began to make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen, my mums eyes fell on me as I walked in and her facial expression resembled that of a person who had just witnessed a puppy being hit by its owner. I tried to hide the pain, I didn't want my mum to feel guilty, I didn't want her to blame herself for what happened to me. I sat down at the table opposite my mum, wincing only slightly. I smiled up at my mum and began to eat the pancakes she had made, mum's food always seemed to make things better.

"Before you go to school I'm going to take you to the doctors, hopefully they can do something for the pain. I hate to see you hurting so much." she smiled apologetically at me.

"Okay, thanks." I half-heartedly smiled back. I know she's doing what's right for me, but I'm not the biggest fan of the doctors, I haven't had the best track record with them. After breakfast I went and brushed my teeth and hair, taking as long as possible to avoid my appointment at the doctors. Then unfortunately it was time. I sat in the car with mum and we made our way to the doctors in silence.

I was instantly hit by the sterile smell of the doctor's surgery. My heart rate began to quicken and my palms became clammy. I took a seat whilst my mum checked me in. My knee nervously bounced up and down as I waited. I watched the clock hands tick, every minute that passed only added to my nerves. Finally an overly-smiley lady popped her head round the corner, "Irwin?" I nodded, my mum and I both rose from our seats and followed her into her room.

"So what seems to be the problem?" she asked, that fake smile still plastered on her face. See this is why I don't like doctors, they are always smiling and ask the most obvious questions imaginable, I mean can't she see the bruises covering my face? Or the slit above my eyebrow? I sat silently while my mum spoke to her.

"Could you lift up your shirt for me please?" she chirped, I slowly stood up and began to unbutton my shirt. She gently begins to touch the bruised area, gradually applying more pressure, I flinch at the pain, "Does that hurt?" she asks. Jesus Christ, why do all doctors do this? No it doesn't hurt at all, I just thought it would be funny to flinch, yes it clearly hurts, you're the doctor here, bloody hell. I simply nod. She pushes harder, the pain even more intense, I groan at the sudden pain, "And here?" she asks. This woman was going to be the death of me, all she had done was push on the exact same area just with more force, of course it's still going to hurt. I just nod again. "Okay, you can button your shirt back up, thank you." she chirped, as if we were best friends and she in fact hadn't just been jabbing her fingers into my pained ribs. She continued to talk to my mother as I sat there in silence focusing on buttoning my shirt. Finally I looked up, "Okay, it seems that you've fractured three ribs and as you can see there has been some considerable bruising. You need to take it easy, so no strenuous activities, no sports and I'll prescribe you some anti-inflammatories as well as some pain killers, they should get to work straight away." she explained, I quickly nodded at her, "Is there anything else you would like to talk about?" she asked, as though she was talking to a little child. I quickly shook my head and stood up from my chair, ignoring the surge of pain that washed over my body. I quickly made my way outside and welcomed the fresh air. I leant against the wall as I waited for my mum. She emerged around ten minutes later, prescription in hand. She handed it to me and we got into the car. I quickly took some, trying to rid my body of the pain. I looked up at my mum who offered me a weary smile, "Ready?" she asks. I simply nod, I'd rather just go home, but I don't want them to know that they've beaten me, I need to stay strong. We made the journey to school, my nerves building the closer we got. Finally we were there, my mum had stopped right outside the doors, "Don't walk home today," she insisted, "ring me and I'll come and get you, promise me you wont walk home." she said, a serious look planted on her face. "I promise." I told her, I leant over and kissed her cheek, stuffed my medication into my bag and got out the car. The pain was almost gone, I slowly walked towards the school, my heart was racing.

~This one was a little bit longer than the last chapter, sorry they've been so short at the moment, hopefully they'll get longer as I get better :) Let me know what you think of it and stuff!