“Hi. I’m Dr. Alex Taylor. Sorry to keep you waiting,” he aid and flashed his perfectly pearly whites at her.
“That’s okay,” she said, her anger subsiding. She silently scolded herself for giving in so quickly. She always did when it came to cute guys.
He looked down at the clipboard he was holding. Which she assumed was her chart.
“Well Officer Battle, I hear you took quite a fall.” He sat the chart down and sat on a stool. He moved the stool so that he was sitting directly in front of her.
She suddenly wished that she were in her uniform and not the mandatory hospital gown. She felt so exposed.
Dr. Taylor began examining her, she assumed looking for broken bones. She wanted to tell him he wouldn’t find any but she kept her mouth shut and let him discover that on his own. Every so often he asked her is she had any pain in the area he touched. She answered no every time.
“Lay back please,” he said.
She scooted back on the table and laid back. Dr. Taylor began checking her abdomen.
“Any relation to Isis Battle?”
“Yes, she’s my sister.”
He glanced up and looking into her eyes. She wanted to shrink away under his gaze. He continued with his exam.
“I can see it now. In the eyes,” he said absentmindedly.
“You’re kidding me right?”
“What?” he asked. “Sit up please.” She did as she was told.
“My eyes are green. Isis’ eyes are gray. We do not have the same eyes.” She thought he was cute but clearly blind. Or maybe this was his weird way of trying to hit on her.
“Never said you guys had the same eyes,” he said. He was lightly touching around her neck. “You two share a look.”
“Oh.” Genesis felt like a complete idiot. “Sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said. I don’t think there is anything seriously wrong with you. You do have some bruising around you neck here and there is a large cut on the back.”
“I have bruises?” Genesis had been sure that there would be no evidence of her having ever been in a fight.
“Yes. I want to get you up to x-ray so that we can be certain that nothing is broken. I wouldn’t want your sister to come after me.”
“Okay.” The mention of her sister made her glance up at the wall clock. 7:30. “Is that time right?” Genesis asked, pointing to the clock.
Dr. Taylor turned to look at it.
“Yeah, it’s right.”
“Can we hurry all of this up?” she hadn’t realized that it had gotten so late.
“Don’t want to be here when your sister arrives?”
“No, I don’t.”
“I’ll send a nurse right in,” he said as he turned and left the room, taking her chart with him.
Genesis didn’t have to wait long. A nurse was in her room in a matter of seconds. She stitched up her neck and then carted her up to x-ray. Once the x-rays were finished, she was put back into her room to wait for Dr. Taylor.Advertisements