Until
I met
you.
Chapter
Eight:
Dr. Izzy, is what I had started to call
her. I changed my doctor, to a male doctor, mainly because I
wasn't comfortable with her having to help me to the
bathroom, and all of that doctor stuff. Also? I wanted to get
to know her, and I know that doctors and their patients cannot
have relationships, not even really
friendships.
She still checked up
on me though, every hour she came to my room, asking how I was
doing. She also ate lunch the same time I did, came to my room,
and we would talk. "Wow, that is pretty facinating."
I said to her, after listening to her explain why she had
become a doctor. "So you're like extremely smart
then?"
She
shrugged. "I guess in society terms, I am." She
smiled. "My father is a farmer, and my mom is a librarian.
I wanted to make them proud of me, because my eldest brother
left home to go to Africa to be a doctor there, and I looked up
to him for that."
I looked at the side of her face, and
smiled. "Izzy, you're 19, you're a doctor, and you
graduated Highschool at 16!" I saw her face turn slightly
pink. "As far as I am concerned, you're the smartest
person on earth." I wasn't lying, I had never met
someone so young, and sucessful.
"Issac, it's nothing
really, and I a barely a doctor. I'm still in practice, but
since my grandfather works here, I get to practice on real
patients, obviously not serious cases, like I can't operate
or prescribe anything, I might as well be a nurse." She
stood up, looking over at the clock. "I have to go, dinner
is over, I'll visit in a while." She walkd
out.
"Moooom." I groaned as she combed my hair to the
side. "Mom it's not that big a deal." She said to
me, sitting me up. "I just have to show George." She
smiled, taking my picture, making me smile. I shook my head.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked her.
She laughed saying the same thing I said
to her every time she asked that question, "You already
have, but you may ask another." I smiled.
"Why didn't he come
with you?" I said, biting the inside of my lip a bit, and
she sighed.
"Issac, you know how he
is, doesn't like to get out much. Don't take it to
heart, hunny." She said, smoothing out my hair. "He
does love you, you know that right? He also misses you." I
didn't believe her.
"He didn't even say
goodbye to me, he nodded, as I walked toward the door." I
could feel y heart speed up, and the monitor started to pick it
up. I let out a sigh, trying to calm myself down. "I'm
going home tomorrow, you can go back
home."
"Issac!" She shook her head. "I am not
leaving you here." I smiled, softly. "George probably
misses you, and you know how he gets." She nodded,
agreeing.
"I'll go." She said,
smiling. "On one condition." I scratched the back of
my neck. "I call John and Grace, and tell them about what
happened."
"Fine." I groaned, agreeing after three
minutes. She left the room to call, and the doctor came in,
doctor Warner. "How is everything?" He asked, and I
just nodded.
"Everythign is yes? Come on Issac, use words, I have some
good news." I smiled, looking at him, expecting him to say
something, but then he gave me the same stare.
"I'm great!" I said, still
smiling, "I can walk, I can drink on my own, my voice is
still hoarse, but It's getting better, The pain medicine is
working great." I said, still kind of waiting for an
answer.
"Well, the news is, that you can come home," He
trailed off, looking at the papers he held in his hand.
"But the bad news is that it has to be
tonight." I looked up at him.
"Uhm, what's bad about
that?" he chuckled silently. "I mean, I would love to
go home right about now, I love on the beach, the fresh air,
the sound of waves." He nodded, as if agreeing it was good
for me.
"I
suppose that isn't bad news." He walked out, saying
"I'll get your paperwork ready, and we will find a
nurse to come and check up on you every once in a
while."
My mom walked in and smiled.
"Grace is insisting that John and her come home." I
bring my right hand to ny head, to hold it up. "They
aren't haveing very much fun anyways, John said." Of
course they weren't, they were not the type of people to be
without friends.
Izzy
came to see me before I left, and wheeled me out to the car, my
mother couldn't take me home, so they are having a doctor
do it, that doctor happened to be Isobelle, and her
grandfather, the man who ran the hispital.
"Thank you sir, you know
for bringing me home." He nodded at me, looking into the
rear view, studying my face a second before looking back on the
road. "And, you Isobelle, thanks for coming for the
ride."
The old man driving, laughed a bit,
"She insisted on coming." I saw her lightly smack his
neg, and he smiled wide. "You're handsome, so I
suppose I can see why she would insist." I bit my lip, and
saw the side of her cheek getting red.
We pulled up to the house,
and Izzy helped me out. "I can walk." I said,
stepping out of the wheel chair, and starting toward the door.
"Let me help you.." She grabbed my arm, and helped me
up to the door, and we heard an engine, and then, her
grandfather was gone. "AGAIN?!" She yelled into the
sky.
Again? What? "He does
this..." I looked at her confused. "Abandons
you?" She shook her head. "He left me at a store
once."
"Grandpa....you need help! Come back here and
get me..." She was silent, rolling her eyes as she
listened, and then her eyess widened, as she hung up.
"So...He's coming to get me tonight..." I looked
at her confused. "He wants us to be...friends." She
said, an embarrassed look on her face.
"Well, I would love to be
friends.." I said, opening my door, and walking in.
"Come on in." I insisted, making sure she followed
me. "It's nice." She said, awkwardly looking
around.
My phone was smashed, but still turned on.
I had seven missed calls, 12 texts, and three voice mail
messages. I decided to check on the voice mails first, tleling
Izzy to sit.
"Issac, it's Mel, I came home and
you were gone...I waited up, where are you?" I sighed,
deleting it, and listening to the next one, also Melanie.
"Hey, it's Mel again. Will you call me? I have to talk
to you.." I deleted it, before listening to the rest.
"Issac.." Mel's voice sounded out of breath, and
I instantly felt worried. "Issac, I am staying at
Damen's. If you come by today, give me a text. I miss
you." I coud hear it go on, but she wasn't close to
the phone anymore.
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