Chapter 2 - The Doctors.
The sun hit my face strongly enough to make my eyes squint, I yawned and then slowly sat up and stretched for a long moment. I glanced over to my bedside cabinet to look at the clock when I saw that it was 10.30am Saturday morning. I quickly jumped to my feet and ran towards the bathroom to jump into the shower and get dressed, and I mean quickly... i only had thirty minutes to get to the hospital for my annual breast cancer check up.
Once i stripped and got into the shower, the water felt unbelievably relaxing. I didn't have enough time to enjoy my shower as i usually do, so i only had enough time for approximately two or three minutes in the shower this morning. So i hurriedly washed my hair, and my body and then jumped out and got dressed. I ran down to the kitchen to grab a muesli bar and then ran out to my old Chevy truck. I raced down to the hospital and made it with just minutes to spare.
After i checked in, i sat in the waiting room, and not even five minutes after i'd sat down, Edward Cullen walked out wearing a short white robe with light blue jeans and a white business shirt underneath. I started to stare at him and unexpectedly stopped breathing as i got lost in his eyes when he met my gaze. My lock on his eyes abruptly broke when he looked to the counter near him to collect the information on his next patient.
With sudden shock and happiness washing over me, i realised after a couple of the longest seconds in my life, that he'd called my name. I got up directly after i realised, and walked into his office with a smirk on my face that no one could see. I knew this was a pathetic excuse to try see him again, but its not like he'd ever go for anyone like me, so its not like i would've been able to go out on a date with him.
I sat down on the bench and unsuccessfully tried to wipe the smirk off my face before he could see, but ended up just settling for a subtle smile. He started talking, just the normal things doctors do like what's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? All that type of stuff to make sure they have all the correct information.
After a few questions he came to stand in front of me and went to ask me another question but i suddenly got lost in his eyes again, and he didn't seem to be able to form coherent sentences either, so he must be deep in thought. We were staring into each others eyes for about two minutes when he must've realised he was at work and that i was a patient that needed to be treated. I couldn't even remember my name, or where i was, all i could see was him, that's it and that's all i cared about, him.