PP12: For the fangirls, this is where Doctor Sebastian comes in!
*squeals and faints*
The teenager felt a buzz in her pocket and she took out her phone, reading a text from her mother.
Go straight to the hospital, k? xx
On timing the bell rang loudly and the teacher dismissed the class. In a hurry the teenager bolted from her seat since she was desperate to go to the bathroom, but she jumped in fright when she ran into Alois who embraced her tightly.
"Gotcha!" he giggled.
"Alois!" she exclaimed and wriggled herself free. "Sorry, I can't chat."
"Aw, really?" he frowned, "Cos I was hoping we could go to the park for a few minutes together." He looked to his feet sadly and a pang of guilt hit her, but she clenched her thighs when she remembered her laboured bladder.
"Really sorry, maybe next time, gotta go, bye!"
His ex-girlfriend dashed off into the crowd leaving Alois behind. He watched her leave and narrowed his eyes.
"You won't escape from me," he said darkly, "Not like last time. Now I swear no-one else will have you." He glare at the passing people and disappeared within the sea of students.
The teenager sighed with relief after a visit to the restroom and glanced at the clock on her phone, seeing only two minutes went by. She thought if only there was a way to skip the check-up as well. Something about hospitals made her uneasy. They were filled with sick people and the people who work there terrify her, especially the things that they did. With a sigh, she exited the school grounds and walked along the long path basked in the afternoon light that led to the hospital. Green canopies arched over the girl and birds chirruped within them. She smiled at how pleasant the walk was and all the nervousness had nearly disappeared. Taking out her headphones she plugged them in her phone and played her favourite song as she walked to the beat of the music. She wished it could last forever, yet it only lasted no more than a minute, and the canopy cleared the further she walked until she saw an enormous white building in the distance. Her eyes widened and she gulped.
"Jeez, it's huge," she gasped. She took more steps towards it and approached the entry where a sign on the right end of the hospital read in huge bolded letters: Critical Care Centre.
Alright, this is the place.
She slowly opened the door and entered the foyer where she noticed a red-headed receptionist behind a counter wearing humongous spectacles, comically bigger than her own eyes. God, can she even see out of those things?
She headed towards the receptionist with her politest smile. "Um, excuse me?"
The receptionist looked up and smiled kindly at her.
"Ello miss," she said in a thick cockney accent, "What can I do for you?"
"Erm…my name is Honey Fairfax. I have an appointment at three-forty."
"Oh?" The receptionist flicked through a record book and she waited patiently, still wondering how on earth she could see from such ginormous glasses.
"Ah yes! Here you are. You're just in time, yes you are! Just wait at the seats and I'll send him in."
The teenage girl nodded and approached the several empty seats and chose the one right next to the window. She sat for a few minutes as her stomach churned and her legs trembled nervously, but it all went away once she heard her name being called from across the room.
"Miss Fairfax?"
She slowly rose from her chair and nervously asked, "Yes?"
"Hello, I am Sebastian Michaelis. I will be your doctor starting today."
The girl gaped without a word as a man dressed in a white coat carrying a clipboard walked towards her with a smile. She noticed the receptionist was blushing madly and staring at him too, until she clumsily fell from her chair. The girl realised the reason for her actions; the man was gorgeous. His rustic crimson eyes looked straight at hers and his hair made her think of a raven, however what attracted her in the first place was his velvety voice and she didn't realise that she lost focus and she was still frozen in place staring at him.
"Miss? Shall we go?"
She heard that voice again and snapped out of her trance, stuttering nervously.
"Uh…uh, yeah, yeah let's go," she stuttered. The doctor nodded with a smile and the girl felt like smacking herself and wishing she could turn time backwards.
Damnit! I sound like an idiot! Why did he have to be hot?!
She felt a hand on her shoulder and Sebastian looked at her kindly.
"I can tell that you are nervous. You don't need to worry," he said as he led her out of the foyer. "I won't take much of your time."
The teenager nodded again and Sebastian led her through a long hall where several rooms were lined up on both sides. As she walked she spotted a man exiting one of them with dark hair and golden eyes behind a pair of spectacles, and his gaze was straight at her. He gave her a little nod and she awkwardly waved back at him. She knew that man but wondered why he was working as a doctor. The last thing she recalled was that he was working for Alois as some kind of butler.
She pondered in her thoughts. Was Alois sick or something?
She remembered his name, Claude Faustus, and she also noticed he was glaring at Sebastian for a little while before turning to a different direction.
Okay…that was a bit weird….
"We're here now, Miss," Sebastian informed as he opened the door to one of the rooms, and she slowly stepped inside where she saw a gurney and a couple of shelves with different apparatuses. Sebastian closed the door and took out a pen from his breast pocket.
"Now if you can just sit up there for me please?" he requested, and the teenager was confused for a moment until he pointed at the gurney and she sat on it.
"How old are you. Miss Fairfax?"
"Seventeen," she answered. Sebastian scribbled on the clipboard.
"Do you have any allergies or faults at all?"
"Uh…no."
"Alright then." Sebastian put down the clipboard and put a stethoscope to his ears. "I'm going to check your pulse now, this may feel a little cold."
Sebastian placed the end of the stethoscope to her chest and the girl shivered a bit when the cold surface touched her skin. Her mind went back to the man she saw earlier. She didn't know why but she felt an uncomfortable feeling there was a reason why Claude was working here, and it wasn't because of his qualified skills or simply because he wanted to be a doctor. She also remembered the distant glare towards Sebastian. What was with that? Something wasn't right.
Do they know each other?
"Are you alright, Miss?" Sebastian asked her concernedly.
The teenage girl blinked. "Hm? Oh, I'm fine."
"Are you certain? Is something troubling you in any way?"
"No, really I'm fine," she reassured. Sebastian raised an eyebrow and proceeded with the check-up.
An hour went by and the teenager left the room with Sebastian following behind.
"I'm awfully sorry that the check-up took a bit more time than usual," the doctor said with an apologetic smile.
No, no, no. Don't be sorry, in fact that's a good thing, mister. She forced away the blush from her cheeks.
"It's fine," the girl smiled as the two entered the foyer where more people have appeared. There was startled commotion and soon there was the panicked wail of the receptionist who rushed towards Sebastian nearly knocking him over.
"Mister Sebastian!" she cried.
"Mey-Rin, what is going on?" Sebastian demanded calmly as he looked around and spotted a broken table and chairs. The teenager saw it too.
Okay, how did that happen?
"Aren't these tables made of metal?" she questioned.
"Yes they are," Sebastian answered and turned to Mey-Rin, "It can't be helped. Please order a new set while we clean this up."
"Yes sir!" Mey-Rin dashed towards the counter while the teenager approached the demolished table and chairs, weaving her way through the bunch of people. She noticed a boy in the corner with bright orange hair and red hair clips, covering his face with his hands and an older man trying to comfort him but the attempt wasn't working very well.
"I'm deeply sorry about this," Sebastian apologised from behind her. The girl jumped and abruptly turned around to see the slightly surprised doctor and smiled.
"Oh it's okay. It's not like this was your fault."
She saw the irritation in his look yet it was also distressed as he looked back at the broken furniture, and he watched the crying boy in the corner for a moment before returning a smile at her.
"Well, thank you for your time. I'm pleased to say that according to the results from your check-up you are a healthy young woman, and I believe your next appointment isn't until next month."
The girl smiled brightly at him. "Thank you too."
"Have a nice day," he smiled as she walked out of the hospital. When the teenager was outside she received a message from her mother on her phone.
How was the check-up? Did it go well? Xx
She texted back an affirmation of her health and well-being happily until her phone vibrated again and she widened her eyes when she saw a text from Alois.
Hey, we need to talk.
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