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in this chapter I will introduce a new character and she will stick around for a little while, I hope you like her :)
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Chapter VIII: Summer
"I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did"
After April's "talk" to Reed she thought about what she should say to Matt in the morning. Should she say the truth? That first, she wasn't a virgin anymore and second that she was in love with the guy who took it? Sure, she was totally for the truth, but what if he'd ask her who it was? And what if Matt would be mean to Jackson? She should tell him only the virgin thing to protect Jackson. And before his surgery she would talk to him and admit it. Now that it was more or less clear to her she set the alarm clock on her watch for 7 o'clock so she could talk to Matt first. And shortly afterwards she felt in a dreamless sleep.
4 hours later...
April got up immediately when she heard her alarm clock. So today's the day. She looked at the mirror at the wall and fixed her hair a little, took her tunic and went to Matt's room. Before she entered it she took one deep breath and thought about the words she matched for her break-up. When she entered the room, she was surprised that she found Jackson at his bed.
"What are you doin' here?" April asked carefully.
"Plans changed. I can't do the surgery, I got a huge pack of paperwork. I'm really sorry, Dr. Schmidt will do the surgery instead."
"Can I talk to you for a second?" April asked Jackson angry. Did he passed the surgery because he was mad at her?
Jackson nodded and said to Matt:
"I'm really sorry, for everything..." He meant that he saved his life, that April would break up with him in a few minutes and he was the reason.
"You don't really have paperwork, don't you? You're still pissed at me, but you promised me to do it!" April inquired angry.
"Oho, I have a lot of paperwork, April. And yeah, I'm still pissed at you, and I told you why. Dr. Schmidt is as good as I am, he's the head of plastics, I'm just an attending."
"Yeah, but I trust you."
Jackson was a little sad, April still cared enough about Matt to remember him to the talk they had a few days ago in his office.
"Suddenly? Can't you just decide whether I am the guy you trust or the guy you reject immediately when there's something going on between the two of us?!" Jackson retorted an folded his arms.
April looked at him agonized and avoided eye contact. She acted like a jerk towards the guy she loved.
"You should go and do this crappy paperwork. When you need my help, page me, okay?"
"Okay...? Thanks?" Jackson answered confused and left for his office. He had lied to April, he had given the surgery to Dr. Schmidt because he didn't want the stress with Matt. The paramedic was still pissed at him, for saving his life and he didn't want to increase this anger.
Back in Matt's room, April sat on the side of his bed and said slowly:
"Matt? We need to talk. I wasn't honest with you."
"Why are telling me this now?"
"Because when you're later on drugs, I don't want to. The thing is...I...I can't do this anymore. And I'm not a virgin anymore. I lied to you and I'm sorry about this...but..."
"Seriously?" Matt asked disappointed.
"Yes, and second... What you said to me yesterday was inexcusable. You know that I'm insecure, I got fired twice. Every time someone says something about my medical skills, I get insecure about what I do. Whether I'm good enough. And I think that a boyfriend should stop you from being insecure. But you just increased this."
"But yesterday I was really on drugs!" Matt defended.
"I'm sorry Matt, but I can't do this anymore. Please respect this." April whispered, she felt like she said to a puppy which was cute as hell, he was ugly. She was never the type who was good in break-ups.
"And now you're lying again. You're in love with Avery, right?" Matt murmured with a sad smile.
"What?" April said blushing.
"It's obvious, April." Matt laughed sad.
April stuttered and left the room. And now she felt terrible again, gosh, she was just such a man hurter...
2 hours later...
Jackson sat in his office and really did some of the paperwork, when suddenly his pager went on. They needed him down at the ER.
When he arrived at the ER, Stephanie waved at him to meet her and Heather Brooks. In the bed laid a girl with chocolate-brown hair and bluish-grey eyes.
"Summer Jones, 17, nasal bone fracture"
Her nose still bled and next to her stand a tall guy, which looked like a football player.
"Hi, Summer, I'm Dr. Avery. I'm a plastic surgeon here" Jackson said smiling and shook the hand of Summer and the guy next to her squeezed really stiff.
"How did you broke your nose?" Jackson asked while he looked at the chart.
"We played volleyball during the sport class, but she was to clumsy to play it good enough. The ball, she wanted to play over the net, crashed with her nose, and that's how she broke her nose."
Jackson raised his head and looked at the guy in disbelief. It's not possible to break a nose, when a ball falls on your nose. Summer bit on her bottom lip and avoided the glimpse of Jackson. Something was wrong here.
"And you are?" Jackson inquired sternly looking at the guy.
"Her boyfriend, Sebastian, but does this matter?"
"Sebastian..." Summer whispered and looked begging at him but starred back at her blanket when he looked angry at her.
"Dr. Edwards, would you please bring Summer up to a room, there we can talk. And Dr. Brooks, would you please book a OR? Thank you."
Jackson had a bad feeling about this Sebastian guy...
When Jackson arrived at the room of Summer's, she was alone.
"Hey Summer, how are you?"
And for the first time, she smiled.
"Thank you, Dr. Avery, I feel better."
"That's good. I guess you see it too, your nose is broken and you'll need surgery for that."
"Okay good."
"When will your parents be here? 'Cause when they're here, I can show you how I'll do the surgery, okay?"
"Oh, you don't need to explain them a rhinoplasty. They're surgeons at the Seattle Presbyterian Hospital." Summer explained smiling.
"Really? Are they plastic surgeons?"
"Nope, my mom's a general surgeon and my dad's a cardio one. I'm happy that the paramedics brought me here, my mom would freak out when she'd see me in the ER." The girl replied with a laugh.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. My parents are surgeons too and my grandfather-"
"Harper Avery, from the Harper Avery-Award?" Summer inquired smirking.
"Yes, how did you know that?" Jackson laughed.
"When you first mentioned your parents and then you grandfather. And the last name Avery isn't that frequent."
Jackson heard a female voice from the door, the mother of Summer had arrived.
"Summer Markelle Jones! Why are you here?" Her mother teased. Mrs. Jones was about 40 and looked like her daughter, except for the eyes, her eyes were brown.
"I-I had an accident at school." Summer stuttered.
"But why aren't you at my hospital?" Mrs. Jones inquired sternly.
"It's not my fault that the paramedics brought me here, mom." Summer retorted.
"And who are you? An intern?" Mrs. Jones asked sternly towards Jackson.
"Mom! This is Dr. Jackson Avery, he's a plastic attending. And he will do the surgery and nobody else."
Jackson's mouth dropped open and didn't hesitated by saying:
"Yup, I will do the surgery, Mrs. Jones. You don't have to worry, I learned from Dr. Sloan, he was the best plastic surgeon here."
Mrs. Jones eyes widened in shock, her mouth dropped open and she stuttered:
"So...so you learned from...Mark Sloan?"
"Yeah. Is everything okay with you, Mrs. Jones?"
"I-I-I just need a minute..." Summer's mother said an stormed out of the room.
"W-what was that?" Summer asked confused, why did her mom ran off like that?
"Do you know whether your mom knows Mark Sloan?"
Summer shrugged, she had no idea who this Sloan guy was.
"Anyway...I have a question, how the hell could you broke your nose, while you wanted to play volleyball? I played a bit volleyball in High School, so I know a little about it."
"You played volleyball? I thought you were more the football or basketball guy and the one who was the skipper?" Summer avoided his question.
Jackson said down at the chair next to Summer's bed and answered:
"Yeah, you're right, I played football, but I wasn't the skipper."
Jackson noticed that Summer avoided the question on how she had broken her nose, so he wasn't going to ask her again.
"I guess, I have to excuse me for my mom that she offend you like that...she's...special." Summer sighed.
"Oh, no problem. My mom's like your mom. She was always a little...harsh."
"You said your parents were both surgeons like mine, did they pushed you into the direction to be a surgeon?"
"Nope, they definitely didn't. Because I'm the pretty boy - shit, that sounds arrogant, sorry -"
"Come on, they weren't wrong!" Summer laughed playfully.
Jackson smirked at her and laughed:
"Thank you. But anyway, they thought I go to New York and become a model. They never pushed me so I had to push myself, and then I aced my MCAT..."
"Awesome!...Ehm, Dr. Avery, I mean, I really enjoy talking with you, really, but don't you have other patients?" Summer asked, she really liked the presence of the doctor, but she was afraid that she barred him from checking on patients.
"No, that's okay. I did all the crappy paperwork before I met you, so I can sit here and bear you some company, because I don't think your mom's gonna join us again, but if you want me to go, I go."
"No no no, please don't go. I'm sorry, what I said before sounded mean. Please don't go!" Summer begged desperate.
Jackson smiled and said:
"I stay, don't worry. Now tell me something about you."
"Ehm, all right. I'm seventeen, I go to the South Lake High School and I'm a junior. I play for the volleyball varsity team and yeah...What do you want to know?" Summer asked laughing.
"What is your boyfriend like?" Jackson asked without hesitating. He still had a bad feeling about this Sebastian guy.
"He...he's the skipper of the football team , Sebastian's from a healthy family...and yeah." Suddenly she was pretty quiet and shy. Something was really wrong with the guy.
Jackson quickly changed the topic, he didn't want to bother Summer.
"I'm sorry for asking, it's none of my buisness. Do your parents push you to become a surgeon?"
"No, they don't either. But if they'd do, they wouldn't have to. I wanna be a surgeon. We've got at my school school paramedics. And I'm one of them. But that's not the reason why I wanna be a surgeon. When my parents talked about their surgeries, I always sat there and listened fascinated. I wanna become a surgeon because I wanna save life, help people."
"That was also my reason..." Jackson said smiling, Summer was pretty similar to him.
"Which kind of a surgeon do you want to become?"
"Pediatrician. I love little kids and I want to give them a life. Was plastics your first choice?"
"It wasn't -"
Jackson couldn't get any further because Sebastian, the mean boyfriend, rushed in and said loud:
"Let my girlfriend alone!"
"Calm down, dude. I'm not going to do anything with your girlfriend." Jackson got up and answered sternly.
"Good, for you -" Sebastian started angry but was surprisingly interrupted by Summer.
"Who the hell do you think you are, Sebastian?"
Sebastian looked furious at Summer and he suddenly swooped down on her, but luckily Jackson was fast enough to hold him and tackle him down to the ground, one knee in his back, and the guys hands on it.
Summer had started to cry in the meantime but she stood up and said:
"I-I-I get you some security stuff..."
Sebastian still tried to get out of Jackson's grip and after a few seconds he got one hand out, turned around and punched Jackson above his left eye. Jackson could hold Sebastian's hands fast and hold him back on the floor. One minute later the security staff came and took Sebastian away. He resisted but didn't said anything. Summer came towards Jackson and he still saw the tears on her cheeks. He sighed and hugged her.
"I-I-I'm so so sorry with your wound..." Summer whispered against his chest.
"It's okay, but maybe I have to treat it..." Jackson moved a little away and looked at Summer, she still cried, but he had a idea to cheer her up.
"Soo...you wanna be a surgeon, right? I could be your first patient." He laughed.
"Seriously? But I don't really know what to do..." She answered with raised eyebrows.
"Okay. Look at the wound, do you think it has to be stitched?" Jackson asked smiling.
Summer smiled back at him and said:
"I don't think it so deep that we need to stitch it. I think we just need some narrow patches. Maybe we should x-ray his head, maybe his bone is broken..."
"No, I guess his bones are okay, but the narrow patches sound great. I'll get you some and you will stay at your bed, all right?"
Summer smirked and went back to her bed.
When Jackson left her room he discovered April at the nurse station, her shoulders hung down and she had a sad face on...But why should Jackson felt guilty? He had just done his job!
So what do you think about Summer? :)
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