Ive Always Cared

Chapter 13

"Our eyes show what we want hidden most.."

-@Call_Me_Nicki

🎀Dedicated to @Call_Me_Nicki for the quote above🎀

CHAPTER 13

"Well its going to need stitches," the doctor said.

Remember when I said my luck fucking sucks? Or when I said that karma's a bitch that makes my life hell?

No? Well yeah! She does, and it sucks!

"No needles," I snapped. I never like needles and just the thought of one made me think of memories I wanted gone.

Well anyways, when Damen dragged me to the doctor about the wound.

I thought 'hey you know it will heal before we arrive.' oh but it didn't. Apparently it was deep and without the stitches it would take more than just a few hours to heal.

"How else will I stitch the wound?" the doctor asked. I shrugged "Hell if I know. I do know you aren't sticking any needle in or even near my body," I said.

Though I couldn't help the fact that I was being a bitch.

It was both natural and purposely done. "Willow," Damen said. He was trying to urge me on but I couldn't do it.

I started shaking my head "No. No way on God's green earth," I said.

Though when I glanced at the doctor he had already gotten the needles out. Beside the equipment was a shot filled with a clear liquid.

I wasn't sure what made me snap but I screamed and jumped behind Damen. The memory of what Levi had done started fighting its way into my brain.

It's been 3 fucking years and now all of a sudden I freak?

"What's wrong?" Damen asked concerned. I couldn't answer him cause I was to busy fighting the screams that wanted to come out.

Pointing a shaking hand at the shot Damen finally understood.

"Doc mind putting the shot away?" Damen asked. The doctor gave a curious look but did as he was asked to do. "See willow, baby, it's gone," Damen cooed.

My body was still shaking as I forced my mind not to shut down on itself. I felt Damen sit down and bring me in his lap. With his arms around me and his scent invading my system.

I was able to calm down enough to get ahold of myself. "Why do I do that?" I asked the doctor. "Do what?" he asked. He motioned for me to stand so I did.

He brought some wrapping, gauze and what looked like a glue gun? "What's with the glue?" I asked curious. He smiled.

"Instead of stitches I'm going to glue it shut like I would for a deeper cut. All this does is it kept's it closed long enough for the wound to heal and then it comes off," he explained.

I nodded as I allowed him to glue my wounds shut. I winced in pain at the slight burning as the melted glue seeped over my open cut.

"After it dries I will wrap it so that nothing can snag it off, or anything like that," he said.

I nodded again as I felt it cooling and then the wrap was placed on. "So again why do I do that?" I asked now able to sit down. "Why you freaked out?" Doc asked and I nodded.

"Well it could be a number of things. Like first have you experienced some type of traumatic experience with needles?" Doc asked.

I gulped when I thought about Levi and the injections he gave me.