Jasmine's Day Off-Chapter 34

Jasmine: "They are gone so… what's up? Any good news hiding with all the bad news you'll probably be giving me."

Doctor: "Excuse me." *runs by and grabs his clothes* "Sorry ladies." *runs out*

Neurologist: *sigh* "Sometimes I just don't understand how he can be such an idiot all the time… moving on. Well the good news is that I don't have a clue what you have right now."

Jasmine: *starts lightly and playfully hitting the neurologist* "Ha, I thought you were supposed to be the best doctor in the hospital."

Neurologist: "I thought you were the overemotional girlfriend and that you would freak out… instead you are laughing at me and having a good time. It's almost like… you were expecting bad news anyway, weren't you?"

Jasmine: "Yeah, I could tell something was wrong, when my legs went numb earlier and I fell out of the bed."

Neurologist: "Well, since you ran to save Augustus and you still have use of your legs then we could certainly rule out polio… not that it was ever an option."

Jasmine: "Umm, do you have any advice for me with Augustus… how should I tell him about something I don't even know about?"

Neurologist: "As a doctor I would have to say that I can't involve myself in your personal life and you have to deal with it on your own. Off the record… tell him and if he loves you as much as we both know he does then he'll be by your side throughout this ordeal."

Jasmine: *tears start forming* "What if he doesn't? What if he leaves?"

Neurologist: "He won't be that stupid… even when he is drugged up, you are the only one he thinks about. Besides, it's not like you're going to die or anything… I just don't know what the hell is wrong with you."

Jasmine: *starts crying into the neurologist's chest*

Neurologist: *thinking to self* "I would have to deal with a crying teenage girl… while I'm naked. This is a great way to start off my day off. Should of gone home when I had the chance yesterday." *remembers about the bottle that the radiologist snuck into the Bittersweet hospital for a special occasion* "Wait here I'll go grab you a drink that will make you feel better." *goes over to the radiologist's desk, pulls out a bottle from the third drawer, removes then hides the label*

Jasmine: *sobbing* "W-what are you d-doing?"

Neurologist: "Just pouring a drink for you into this cup and I'll be done in a moment." *pours the clear liquid into a cup, walks over to the bed with the bottle behind her back, then hides it in the corner by the wall and hands Jasmine the cup* "Drink up it will make you feel better."

Jasmine: "What is it?"

Neurologist: "Water with an extra kick in it to wake you up from that funk and cheer you up. Now drink it."

Jasmine: "You could pretend to care you know."

Neurologist: "I care."

Jasmine: "Then why are you using the same coldhearted tone you talk to the guys with, on me?"

Neurologist: "I'm a little bit pissed that you would be acting as immature as they do. I can't give you all the answer right now, but I will find those answers for you soon enough. If that does not meet your standards then you can forget me trying to be helpful." *gets up and starts walking away*

Jasmine: "Wait! I'll be good. Just don't leave."

Neurologist: "Why shouldn't I leave? You're acting like a spoiled brat around me and if I don't feel like dealing with you then why should I have to?" *turns around and notices the empty cup*

Jasmine: "It was the weirdest water I have ever tasted, but if it will make you stay, then I'll gladly drink some more."

Neurologist: "I really mean that much to you?"

Jasmine: "Yes, you're my friend and friends stick together." *giggles*

Neurologist: "Fine, I'm sure it couldn't hurt to stick around for a bit." *grabs Jasmine's cup and pours her some more*

Jasmine: *drinks some more, but stops as she notices that the neurologist didn't drink any yet* "Come on drink up… I'm sure that it will make you feel better. Once you get used to the taste it is not so bad."

Neurologist: "That's what she said."

Jasmine: "Wait what?"

Neurologist: "It's a joke… you said 'Once you get used to the taste it is not so bad' … on second thought I'll tell you later. For now, let's drink up and talk about something interesting and preferably more mature."

Jasmine: "Ooh, I know let's talk about you. You're the most interesting and mature girl I know, so why not?"

Neurologist: *thinking to self* "She cannot be serious right now, why does she want to talk about me she must be out of her mind or joking with me. She's… blushing… and staring at me? Aw crap."