"What's going on Mads?" Brad asked me as I paced around the kitchen nervously while biting my lip and tapping my fingertips against each other. "Work getting to you?"
"Indirectly," I answered. It wasn't work in general that was getting to me, it was something associated with work.
"You wanna talk about it?" He asked as he silently crept up to my side and draped his arms over my neck.
"I can't," I replied. "Patient confidentiality."
"That's right," I heard Brad mutter under his breath, which happened to be right in front of my ear with the way he was somewhat leaning on me. He was trying to make an intimate moment but with my brain running a mile a minute he got nothing in return. I wouldn't be able to focus on anything else even if I tried. "Is it somebody you know?" He questioned. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. Brad was going to ask me a few of these seemingly harmless questions to answer and he'd piece them together to form the answer to exactly what it was that was bothering me. I've actually known that he does this almost every time there's something with work that's bothering me but I can't say a word about it because of patient confidentiality and he starts this up and with me not thinking that answering the questions would do no harm and a few questions later an answer has already been conjured. This is was I get for dating, and eventually marrying, a police officer.
I tried my hardest not to give anything away with my facial expression, me knowing that I shouldn't because of patient confidentiality policies and the fact that I could be sued over this. I know this is about Alynne and I'm sure she wouldn't sue me over this, but I know that it would be against her right to privacy to tell anybody about it, even if that person be no one but my husband.
"It is, isn't it?" Brad asked. Dammit. He's been reading my facial expressions and has figured that something is up. I didn't even have to say anything and he was able to get it. This must be why he's commonly asked to question the hardest nuts to crack at the department. Slowly and regretfully, I nodded my head slightly. I knew that he would get that answer eventually so I figured I might as well save us both some time.
"It'll all be okay in the end,"He attempted to persuade me, even though I knew that otherwise was possible.
"How do you know?" I questioned, almost snapping at him.
"It's that bad, is it?" He continued on. I remained speechless, but nodded my head slightly.
"Yeah, it's really bad," I finally answered with words. It took me a minute to recompose myself. I'm really worried about Alynne, and with what she has, there's the possibility that she could die, or most commonly, commit suicide because she couldn't take the therapy any longer. Also, with this being a mental disorder, the chances of relapse even after a successful string of therapy is still quite high, and it's even harder to get over the second time around.
"All you can do is try your best to help your friend out, fate will decide the rest," Brad informed.
"I guess you're right," I agreed.
"Now, you should probably be heading back to the hospital and get some rest," He suggested. I, once again, slowly nodded my head. It probably would be best to get a little shut eye before yet another eventful day came about. I didn't feel tired but as soon as Brad had mentioned sleep I could have crawled right up on the floor and drifted off.
"I'll see you again in a couple days, hopefully," I goodbyed as I made my way out of our house and to my car to drive back to the hospital.
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I hope this wasn't a very garbage chapter. I couldn't think of a flashback to write that would be supplementary to the next chapter so I thought that it would be a good idea to tell a chapter from Maddy's perspective to see more of her thoughts on this whole situation as well as how she's doing now in her own personal life.
So yes pen_against_paper I didn't just give you a nice boyfriend, but rather a nice husband. I hope you like Brad! :)
Please tell me what you thought of this and if you'd like to possibly have another chapter or two told from Maddy's perspective.
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The Broken Mirror
عشوائي"Every broken mirror has a twisted reflection" Alynne Ramirez has a life that she never dreamed that she'd ever have. She's a successful model at a small agency and has been offered a transfer to one of the most popular firms in exchange for one sma...
