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Chapter 29: Dr. Pain-In-The-Ass

Ivory

I am about to close my eyes to finally get some real sleep. I can finally lay down close my eyes and know when I wake up Declan's going to be right next to me. But unfortunately someone knocks on the door. It's Dr. Mattingly, he's the doctor that helped me when I first got here. He didn't normally check on his normal patients as much as he checks up on us. He told me one time but he also told me that we were a special case to him.

"Did sleeping beauty kiss you wake, Prince Charming?" He asked. It's the little inside joke all the nurses and doctors made about me and Declan. Everyone said that we were the dramatic version of a love story. That if we wrote our life as a book that it would become the best seller. Very funny and also ironic, considering that I read all the time.

Dr. M and I have gotten extremely close over the past couple of days. Closer than I thought I've ever been with a doctor. He listens to me when I talked. Truly listened, no one listen to me like that except for Declan but I'm pretty sure Dr. M isn't in love with me.

Dr. M reaches out his hand to Declan for him to shake it. Declan takes an arms that is not holding me and shakes the doctor said.

"I'm Dr. Mattingly. I am the doctor who's been taking care of you too." He goes over how the surgery went. Telling Declan what he needs to watch out for, telling him he needs months to recover. I already know all of this. I have been reading and researching all about his type of situation. I just wanted to know everything I could before he woke up. He's been asleep for the past four days. After the second day I started to get extremely worried But Dr. M said it was completely normal for a man his age and with his body to adjust to the anastasia, and trauma that was performed on his body all at once. Him telling me that help me a lot.

When he was finished Declan nodded his head and looked at me in the back at the doctor.
"How is my girl doing? Is she okay?" Declan ask squeezing me with his arm, gesturing that he's talking about me.

"She's strong girl but she did have a lot of mental struggles over the last few days. And the years of abuse might have taken effect over her mindset also. But with constant therapy and talking about it she should be fine."

"I like that you two are not talking about me as if I'm not here. Me and Dr. M have already spoken about all this beforehand, Declan."

"So when do you start therapy?"

"3 days ago. Dr. Pain-In-The-Ass here wouldn't let me see you unless I had a session with the therapist. It was my only way to see you," I explained simply. It was driving me crazy not being able to see him.

He literally wouldn't let me on the floor until I had a session. He could see that I needed help but I was just too stubborn to admit it. I kept saying that I only need to Declan which is true but he needed to help himself before he could even think about helping me first. I'm sure if I asked him if he was awake he would go running on a full mile to help me with stitches and everything. That's just the type of person Declan is but I couldn't risk it.

"How long will I be in here?" Declan asks.

"As long as it takes," I tell him. "You need to worry about you, right now."

He turns his head and looks at me. He's looking at me through his long black lashes.
"When have I ever worried about myself and only myself?"

"Never," I say as he begins to tries to kiss me.

"Well, I will just leave you two to suck each others faces off," Dr. M starts to walk out before he does, he stops and looks at us and smiles, then leaves. Before Declan kisses me fully his mom walks in.