(Ethan's POV)
16th November 2017
"Who the hell was that!" Alice walked up and slaped my opasit cheek.
"Just a patient I swear." I was truthful yet she still didn't belive me.
"Don't lie to me Ethan, you have no patients." Alice slapped me again.
"I do, my father couldn't treat Rose so he refered her on to me as my ginepig if you like." I chose the wrong words.
I knew instantly because I heared a silent sob from behined me.
"Is that all I am to you, a ginepig?" Rose sobed.
"You were gonna leave me for a younger girl Ethan? Get over it Lilly Summers or what ever your name is, he used you." Alice crossed the line.
"Enough Alice, she's not well, she needs to go back and rest." I defues the situation.
"Oh yeah because you wouldn't want your ginepig dieing before you finish your reserch now would we?" Rose bitched and she had every right to.
"I know you're pissed at me and you have every right to be, but I promise I will find a cure and I promise I wont hurt you along the way unless it is 100% necessery, I know it will help and you agree to it." I bargin with Rose.
"Fine, choose your words wisely from now on." Rose warned me.
"Agreed." I shook Rose's hand.
I turn Rose around and walk her back to her hospital room.
"Get back in to bed now, I'm sure your dad wont be much longer." I instruct before I leave.
"Wait! Can you talk with me until my dad gets back?" Rose requests.
"Sure, what do yoy want to talk about?" I sit at the edge of her bed.
"Anything, it's boaring here." She complained.
"Okay, who's your favorite singer?" I question.
"Dalton Rapattoni, your's?" She bounced back.
"Hey my little flower." Rose's father walked back insied.
"Next time" I stand up and leave.
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