chapter nine
I was sat cross-legged on the bed, the curtain drawn too and I was waiting for my wound to be stitched up.
It's quite fascinating how a small shard of glass can do this sort of injury.
The curtain opened and my father stepped in, closed the curtain behind him and sat down on the bed.
"Lauren?"
He called and it was only then that I got a flashback from last night.
"Did anyone tell you how beautiful you are?" He said as he gently took a strand of hair from her face and tucked it gently behind her ear.
Once the flashback had ended, I was shaking and I bit my lower lip hard making sure I didn't burst into tears.
"Lauren?" He called again and I just looked at him, my brunette eyes connecting with his, "Please talk to me."
I shook my head at his question. I could never tell him what was wrong I knew he'd hate me.
"I can't." I whispered, "I'm sorry."
He sighed but didn't ask anything else. He then stitched up the wound on the palm of my hand, just comfortable silence between us. When he had finished, he wrapped a bandage around my hand before telling me I should go home.
"I've got work to do dad."
"You're not going to be much help with a cut hand are you? Go on I'll tell Mr Jordan."
I smiled a little, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." He kissed the top of my head like he did when I was younger. Sometimes I wish I could go back to been a young girl when you didn't have to worry about anything.
I uncrossed my legs and got off the bed and wrapped my arms around my father. I smiled gently and whispered thank you.
I walked out of the cubicle and headed towards the staffroom. When I got there, I walked over to my locker, opened it and took out all my stuff. I slowly put on my coat, picked up my handbag and closed the locker before leaving the staff room.
"You off already Doctor Henderson?" Noel said as I walked past reception.
"Yes." I laughed a little before showing him my cut hand, "I'm not much help with this am I?"
"See you tomorrow."
"Bye Noel."
I walked out of the hospital and headed to my car. Unlocking it, I opened the driver's side door and got in.
Closing the door behind me, I rested my head on the steering wheel and sighed deeply.
Everything was getting ten times harder.
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