Taming the Bitch (COMPLETED) Wattys2018

Chapter XXXIII - CHASING PAVEMENTS

It's been a long while now since Vincent appeared before her in the room this morning. All she wants now is for her to be sent home from this horrible hospital bed, with him beside her.

But nothing is happening. She's still undergoing a lot of tests in that are making her sicker. But what kills her inside is that Vincent is not there beside her. The idiot is just letting her experience all this pain alone and she hates it so much! He's the one who insisted that she gets confined, and he's also the first to leave her alone.

Gabrielle looks out the window and realizes that day has gone by so easily again, the sun is no longer in the skies! Everything is now as dark as her mood again and the food on the side table is as cold as her heart as well. Before she knew it, she's already sobbing as tears fall.

She feels so alone...

She feels so empty and left behind.

Her silent cries just become harder as she hides her tear stained face in her palms. God damn the drugs and her weak immune system for making her emotional like this. Most of all, goddamn her husband for leaving her when he promised he won't!

She knows she shouldn't be stressing and exhausting herself like this if she wants to leave her hospital bed, but how can she not when all she could feel is that she's a homeless and pathetic patient in this horrible hospital?!

It's almost like he'd thrown her here because he's already exhausted with her.

"M-Mrs. Walton...?" The nurse, the same annoying nurse who drugged her last night is back in the room now and he's witnessing her crying like an idiot.

"Get out!"

"Mrs. Walton, I need to."

"I said get out!!!" She repeats herself glaring at him while pointing her finger towards the door.

"I'm sorry but I'm your nurse and you're my patient. I decide when to go out and when to..." the nurse wasn't able to finish whatever he was saying when the tray of food suddenly went flying to his direction, much to his surprise.

He knew of his patient's mood and temper. But this really surprised him.

"Get the hell out, right now!" She cries irritated that she has to be treated like this. She knows far too well that he's just doing his job and she didn't really want to be so cruel. But right now, all she wants is to leave this place. And the last thing she wants is for people ordering her around like a literal patient.

"Mrs. Walton!!! You haven't touched your food for days now, if you're trying to kill yourself, you're in the wrong place! There are more people needing this room to survive! Children in Syria are taking their last breath right now and here you are throwing foods to your nurse's face just because you want to die!" That stopped her and she blinked. What the hell did he just told her?!

"Aren't you a doctor yourself Mrs. Walton? I have no bloody idea what happened to you, but I feel so bad that you've lost WHY you decided to be a doctor in the first place. You're killing yourself when you're supposed to be the one giving life to others. For me, that's the most pathetic thing anyone in medical history could ever do..." he continues making her speechless for a moment before she reaches for the stand where her IV bag hangs on and pushes it on the floor.

"Who do you think you are?!" She starts trying to counter attack him although she knows he's right. She'd lost it...and right at this moment she can really no longer call herself a doctor.

"You have no idea...! I didn't lost it...! It was taken away from me!" She cries. It was true that it was taken away from her, her license. But it is also true that she discontinued being one just because she's been trying to kill herself.