The Trip ( A Mashley Fan-Fiction )

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Mitch's POV

I stood in the kitchen with Ashley, I had just finished cooking us some scrambled eggs and bacon. "How much do you want Ash?" I asked turning around to see Ashley with her head on the counter.

You could tell she wasn't used to being sleep deprived.

"Whatever." She groaned yawning.

I turned to grab a paper plate putting three pieces of bacon on her plate along with three big scoops of cheesy scrambled eggs on her plate, grabbing another plate I put the remaining six pieces of bacon on my plate and four big scoops of cheesy eggs on my plate. Grabbing both of the plates I walked over to the countertop where Ashley was sitting on a barstool with her head on the counter.

"Here Ash, eat up." I said grinning.

She lifted her head looking at me, "How are you so awake right now Mitch?" She grumbled picking up a piece of bacon.

"I'm used to not sleeping by now." I picked up my spoon scooping up a spoonful of cheesy scrambled eggs bringing it to my mouth.

"What are we going to tell everyone?" Ashley asked referring to what we were doing today.

"Nothing it's none of their business, I spoke to Mat last night and he gave me the name of the medication he uses. He says it works really well, like extremely well nine out of ten times he can sleep peacefully." I picked up another spoonful shoving it into my mouth.

"Sleep sounds amazing right now." She grinned pulling off a piece of her bacon.

"Ash you know we have to wait for the results to come in to see if we even need the medication and then it takes time to order it, it's not a on the spot thing." I picked up a piece of my bacon ripping the top half off, chewing I turned to look at her.

"I know." Ashley sighed.

"Mat said he had to get a MRI and a blood test done, Hell when he first started he had to take a blood test every week and then after six months of being on it, was a blood test every two weeks." I said putting the rest of the piece of bacon into my mouth.

"It will be worth it if I can sleep." Ashley said turning to lay her head on my shoulder.

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I sat in the doctor’s office by myself on the chair that sat covered in paper, laying down I looked up at the celling staring at the white tiles I wondered how Ashley was doing. The doctors insisted we both separate to get our tests done so I sat alone here in a hospital in Los Angeles.

The door opened as I turned my head looking at the male doctor who walked in. He picked up my medical record looking at me, "Alright I'm doctor Evenson and what can I do for you today Mitchell?" Mr. Evenson said.

I breathed out pushing myself up to look at him, no turning back now Mitch.

"I'm not sure but, I think I'm showing signs of schizophrenia, I've been seeing and hearing my dead ex-girlfriend." The doctor looked up at me looking down at his papers again flipping through.

"It doesn't say here you've recently had any problems with this before, nor does it say you've had any tragedies."

"My ex-girlfriend committed suicide because she was a schizophrenic." I said looking around the office I was in.

To my left stood a scale, a height measure, and those things to look through your ears with. Directly in front of me to the left stood a sink with a needle box and gloves. Straight ahead of me sat two empty blue padded chairs, to my right sat the doctor’s corner with a computer, keyboard, and mouse and spinning chair.