Wake up call [Trixya]

Chapter 17

Katya POV

The next morning we woke up early to head to his general practitioner. I'm driving and Brian's looking at himself in the tiny car mirror. "How's your nose?" I ask. "Eh, yesterday it was worse." He simply replies. I sigh and look at him via the mirror. His nose is kind of swollen and, slightly crooked almost? What Alaska did infuriates me. Though, she didn't just snarl at me, she tried to come for me as well. Outside of the first Untucked she pushed me to the wall as well, telling me to stay away from her and Sharon and just stick to my boyfriend. Brian wasn't my boyfriend then, but that's why I went home. I look to my side and notice him pouting as he's still looking at his nose. I smile slightly. "Just stop looking at it, everything will be fixed and to me you're still the most good looking person on earth." I say to him. He looks at me and starts blushing like crazy. "I'm just a little agitated. Why me? Why couldn't she just punch her reflection?" Brian says and I start laughing. I lay my hand on his thigh and I can feel him tense up. With my thumb I trace circles and it seems to put him in a mood which is a mixture of relaxed and horny, making me grin. Brian is so easy and it gives me so much power over him. I pull up in the parking lot and park the car. We both get out and walk inside of the building. Brian says his name and time of his appointment and we head over to the waiting room. The smell here makes me absolutely nauseous. The smell of disinfectant, alcohol and old people makes my head spin. "Honey, you can wait outside if you want?" Brian asks me snapping me out of my thoughts. "No, no, it's fine. Just the smell here." I reply with a weak smile. he rolls his eyes and laughs at me.

"Mr... Firkus?" A man asks once he's entered the waiting room. Brian stands up and so do I. I watch them shake hands and we walk towards his little office. Once we're all sitting down he crosses his arms and sits back in his chair. Could someone look even more uninterested? "So, what's going on?" He asks. Brian clears his throat and looks at me before speaking. "I have been in an accident and had someone's elbow hit my nose. It's really swollen and kind of crooked." He replies, sighing. "I see." The man says, still sitting in the same position. There falls an awkward silence untill he sits up straight. "I'm going to send you to the hospital, to take pictures. I can't see if it's broken or not. I'll send them the referral note and they'll take it from there." He says and Brian nods. We stand up and they shake hands again. "Good luck Mr. Firkus, and have a nice day." He says and we step out of his office. We walk back through the building towards the entrance. "Ugh. I don't want to go to the hospital!" Brian whines. "Thank Alaska." I mutter under my breath and we both laugh. Once we're outside we lock arms and walk towards our car. "I should probably let Sharon know, right?" Brian asks me and I raise an eyebrow. "Is that smart? I mean, you could get her and yourself in trouble if Alaska finds out you're calling her." I reply, rather proud of my smart thinking. "I guess.. Let me text her with your phone." He replies. Typical Brian, always bending the rules to get what he wants. "You know Sharon has my number as well, right?" I reply, letting go of his arm and unlocking the car, us both getting in. "Yeah, but you didn't do anything that hurt Alaska." He softly states. Everytime this comes up I get a bit, annoyed. I know Brian wasn't my boyfriend then but he was in love with me and still fooled around with Sharon. "Shouldn't have done it then." I simply say and start the car. I notice Brian has a confused look on his face. I lean in and steal a kiss while his face is like this.

Brian has been constantly asking about my phone and with every time he asked I got more angry. "Plea-" I cut him off. "Fine! Jesus fucking christ you never shut up!" I shout and grab my phone out of my pocket. As I want to hand it to him I swing it a bit too hard and it hits Brian exactly on his nose. Yelling fills the car and I stop it. With wide eyes I look at him as he's holding his hands in front of his face. I softly try to pull them away and he lets me. "For fuck sake your nose is bleeding again." I say and grab a pack of napkins that were in the little drawer. I take one out and give it to Brian who holds it under his nose immediately. He gives me an angry look and I feel so guilty. "If you've made it worse I'm going to burn all your wigs." He says. "You have all the right to! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you there. I didn't mean to hit you at all!" I reply and he sighs. "It's fine, just give me your phone and drive, you whore." He says and I chuckle. I hand him my phone and start the car again. He dials Sharon's number and calls her, putting her on speaker. I can hear someone pick up and we both sigh happily when we hear Sharon's voice.

T: Hey baby.
S: Hi pumpkin, what's up?
T: Brian hit me and now it's worse!

Brian looks at me with an evil smirk and my eyes widen.

S: What?! Tell me where to be and I'll make sure that dickhead lays 6 feet under the ground.
T: No no! We are on our way to the hospital and he accidentally swung his phone against my nose when I asked for it.
S: Oh. Wait, hospital?
T: Yeah the doctor said I have to take pictures and from them I'll hear what'll happen.

It stays quiet an awfully long time before we hear some rumbling and loud voices on the other end. Brian looks at me with a confused expression.

S: Baby I have to go, good luck at the hospital.

She whispers and just like that hangs up. I sigh and grab back my phone that Brian hands me. "I honestly think Alaska needs help." I say. Brian nods in silence. Not long after we arrive at the hospital and I park my car near the entrance. We get out and walk inside. "Brian Firkus, I'm here for pictures of my nose." Brian says to the woman behind the counter. "Route 30, follow that hallway and at the end you take the elevator up to the fifth floor." She says and we nod. Brian walks away and when he walks past me I slap his ass. His face turns red as we walk towards the hallway she pointed to and soon spot the elevators. Once it's down and the doors slide open we step in. As soon as the door close Brian pins me against the wall. I'm looking at him and raise an eyebrow. "What are you doing?" I ask him, smiling. I notice his smirk and soon after he presses his lips against mine. I grab ahold of his short brown hairs and pull his face away from mine. I can see the blush on his face and I grin. "Is this from that slap on your ass?" I say seductively and he nods ever so slightly. I chuckle as I shake my head. I let go of his hair and when the doors open again I slap his ass once again when he walks out. "Brian!" He yells under his breath. I smirk and slide my hand into his backpocket as we walk. We sit down on a couch in the waiting room and chat some while waiting for Brian to be called.

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Brian comes walking to me again after some time and I stand up. "And?" I ask him. "Lightly bruised. Should go away in a while. It should also go back to its natural form." He replies and I sigh happily. We quickly walk through the building and outside. We get in the car and he pulls out his phone. He opens up instagram and starts making a video. "So, I got in a little accident and then this cunt made it worse," He says as he turns to me. "I didn't do it on purpose!" I yell as I look at the road. "yeah right Barbara. But it's all gooood!" He ends it and puts it up on his story. I smile at him being so dorky. "Hey babe?" I ask. He hums and looks at me. "We haven't really been like, open about us being together, have we?" I say to him and he starts thinking. "We both haven't updated our social media's in a while, true." He replies. I think about a nice way to announce it.

We're just driving in peace until Brian starts yelling. "Turn left there!" I look at him. "But, there's a forest there." I simply reply. "I know." He says with a smirk. I blush slightly and turn left where he pointed at. We drive for a little while over a bumpy road. "There, that little spot. Park the car there." He says and I do so. I stop the car and look at him. "What are you planning?" I ask him. He clicks his seatbelt open and starts leaning down towards my crotch. "My nose might be bruised but my mouth is perfectly fine." He says with a grin from ear to ear. He unbuttons my jeans and goes to work. I stroke the back of his head and after a while grab ahold of his short hairs again, earning a groan from him. Oh Brian, you're going to be the end of me.