"Back to work!" Connie yelled when she saw the gaggle of nurses by reception, she didn't care what they were gossiping about.
The nurses shifted when they felt her icy glare, it felt like something un-natural was staring at them and however hard they tried, they couldn't help but shiver.
A short while later, a girl who looked around 13 walked through the doors, she had shards of glass in her forehead and blood red streaks staining her light brown hair. The girl went to reception and spoke to Noel, she signed herself in but didn't have to wait like everyone else, Noel had insisted that she had to be treated first. The girl heard footsteps coming down the corridor, she noticed how everyone had gone silent, like talking was banned. The girl saw a tall woman with hair similar to her own come round the corner, she started smiling sweetly once she realised that she had been giving the woman a cold-hearted glare (the same glare the girl looked at her mother with).
"Would you mind treating this girl?" Noel asked, he knew everyone else was busy so he had to ask Connie. She replied with "What about Tess, she's meant to be working",
Noel knew he should have left it there and waited for Tess "It's urgent and Tess is busy".
Connie looked at the girl who was now leaning against the wall with her arms folded, "Fine" she said before turning to the girl and saying "Follow me".
They reached cubicles and the girl sat on the edge of the bed, she wasn't happy to be there because she knew she was going to be asked questions.
"My name is Dr Beauchamp but you can call me Connie". The girl still didn't speak, instead, she sighed but regretted it instantly as it made her head hurt more.
Connie moved closer to the girl and said "If you don't tell me anything then I'm afraid I can't treat you".
The girl un-crossed her arms and said "My name is Mollie Jones and I'm 13 1/2".
"Ok, what happened to your head?" asked Connie while filling out a file for the girl. She waited a while before getting a reply, "I slipped" said Mollie while shifting in her seat.
"I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me that's true", Connie wasn't stupid, she knew the girl was lying.
Mollie looked up and said "It's not true, my Mum hit me with a glass because I'm a disgrace".
Connie hugged the girl and said "Your Mum's wrong, you're not a disgrace but you need treating and a guardian will have to sign this" she held up the file.
Mollie huffed and said "Make it quick, I'm dead it I get back late".
Connie decided not to tell Mollie that she wouldn't be going home "Do you want any pain killers?" she asked, Mollie didn't even take 3 seconds to say "No thanks".
"Ok well you'll just have to sit still then" said Connie before removing the glass and putting stitches in Mollie's forehead. Mollie didn't wince or make the slightest movement, it was almost as if she was trained.
A/N: Sorry for not publishing anything in a while, my computer crashed so I'm uploading this off another laptop but my documents are on my crashed laptop :(. This fic is kinda bad because I have made it on the spot for my friend Mollie, it's her birthday today and I promised her a fic so happy birthday Mollie!