Waiting

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It was cold. Like the hospital was more morbid then Eduardo had first inquired. Though he had been called, he was now forced to sit and wait until the doctor was back. He had read about doctors like him in the news. Doing drugs or smoking behind the building.Or maybe he just had to eat. Disregarding the thoughts, Eduardo looked around the waiting room. Children played with the box of dishevelled toys in the corner, Parents and teens read magazines or stared at their phones.  Couples cuddled each other, a ping of sadness stirring inside Eduardo.  What had he done? Leaving Jon like that, what had he thought? He started to tear up, getting angry at himself. Why had he just left like that, like every time he'd disregarded the feelings he had for Jon, I time he could have spoken up.... and nothing. Not a word, simply another way to seem higher up on the food chain. He sob a bit, letting sadness flow through him. 

"Mr Gould, The doctor is ready to see you now."

Eduardo dried his tears, sniffling. 'Don't Cry, Eduardo.' He thought.


'Not yet.'


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