Sophie walker [Book 1] ✔️

Five

[EDITED AND REWRITTEN]

SOPHIE POV 

I wake up at 9 am since it's Sunday to dad making breakfast.I shower, get dressed, and head downstairs. He was still in his night suit.

"Good morning, dad" .I say.

"Good morning. How did you sleep?" He asked.

"Pretty good. What about you?" I asked.

"The best I have in a while". He said. Then, he focused on making the special dad sandwich he was making.

"They smell good." I say. My arm was hurting, but I decided to hide it.

"Why wouldn't they? It's my special." He said. We both laughed. 

"Set the table". He said. I hesitated cause my arm was hurting, and I didn't want to make it worse.

I set the table, using the tablecloth as carefully as I could, but still I winced, which fortunately dad didn't notice cause he didn't react so I just and kept the dishes on it ignoring the pain. In a while, it settled down. 

"Special is ready". He said, putting some in my mouth.

"Amazing," I said as I chewed it.

"Thank you." He said. He set them on two plates, we both ate them. Then he went upstairs to get dressed. I did the dishes, it was hard with my arm and suddenly it got wet. I screamed out in pain. Dad immediately came running down.

"What happened?" He asked, rushing to me.

"My arm hurts, it got wet." I said, now completely in tears.

He led me to the couch and rolled my sleeve up, his face filled with seriousness.

"The dressing got off, and it looks bad." He said.

"Do something, and fix it, please it hurts bad," I said.

"Calm down and take a deep breath. We're going to go to duke's office." He said.

The thought of going to Duke's office scared me, but it hurt too much. We walked there and when we reached, dad and duke talked, and they immediately got me to the office that was just upstairs. I was still crying. I didn't really cry cause of physical pain, but this was extreme. Somehow, both of them got me to calm down.

"Sophie, it's going to be alright. Just give us a few minutes." Duke said.

"What do you have to do?" I asked, scared of what was going to happen.

"We'll have to see. Do you want any of us to hold your hand?" Duke asked. Dad was getting some stuff from the cabinets. 

"Dad please," I said.

"Alright, Ash I'll be doing the check." He said to dad.

"Sure," Dad said as he walked over to the table and just sat there. He took my hand in his. I squeezed it lightly, and he just nodded to me.

"I am going to look," Duke said, putting on gloves after washing his hands. I was scared.

He slowly removed the dressing that was wet.

"This will hurt a bit, but it's nothing. I am just going to keep a clean cloth so the wound isn't wet anymore and then I'll have to clean it." He said, after taking a good look

"Will it include needles?" I asked.

"If the pain isn't bad after I do this, then it won't. If it hurts bad, then yes, it will." He said.