I Need You

Chapter Thirteen

It's been a few minutes since Adrian left me alone with Doctor May and the whole time I've been quite unresponsive to anything she's been saying to me. I didn't really have it in me to make a conversation about my certain predicament, especially while feeling this way.

But could anyone blame me though? I've been thrusted into this new world and I'm already expected to behave normally? My experience with men have not been the most pleasant, even with women the experience hasn't been ideal. But the fact that all of this is happening so fast is making me feel a little uncomfortable. Now that I'm on my own with Adrian, I'm supposed to trust him, which I do in certain ways— by still trying to get to know him. When other people are brought into the equation, that's different.

My life has been hard and could still possibly be just the same. All of this could be an act, but he's already proving me otherwise. There's no reason i should think that at all. In s way, I feel like it will always be in the back of my mind.

   My gut feeling is telling me this is not anything like what Sirs pack is. This is a better world and my gut has never proved me wrong in the past, but it wouldn't hurt to keep a guard up.

That's understandable..

"I'm going to get a cast for you wrist Kayla. I'll be right back." With a sweet smile, she retreated back to where she got all of the equipment before, he long dark hair swaying behind her. I turned my head back to the door, hoping he would come in soon and understand my actions, telling me that he understood them. But I know that myself alone is also a whole new world that he has to get used too.

In the time to myself, I looked around the room a little more. Near the door was a counter that sat bowls of different candies. Some of them I remember from when I was a child. There were a few posters for children above them and soon realized it was just a mini kid corner with the different toys also laying around it. The rest of the room consisted of your typical medical room. Empty shot containers on the other end of the counter with a box of latex gloves next to it. The whole setting bringing memories of whenever my parents would take me to the doctor.

~~*Flashback 11 years ago, six years old*~~

"Mommy will it hurt real bad?" I asked nervously. Despite what the nurse told me, I wanted to hear from my mother that it wasn't going to hurt that much. "You might feel a little pinch sweetie but I promise it won't hurt that much, right hun?" She looked over to my father who was already staring at her with much adoration in his eyes. Anyone could tell how much he loved her. He soon shifted his attention towards me.

"Yes. Kayla it won't hurt that much we both promise." So much love in his voice.

I nodded, feeling a little better than what I was feeling before waiting in the waiting room and the whole ride here to the pack doctors office. "You ready honey?" The nurse asked me.

"You're strong babygirl." My father encouraged me. His words helped me even more to not think about it. If my dad says I can handle it, then I can.

"Yes." Was my only reply. I squeezed my eyes shut while the nurse got closer, squeezing my mothers hand even harder. Please don't hurt. Please don't hurt.

  "Okay all done!" The nurse exclaimed while I'm in total shock. I barely felt anything. It didn't hurt at all, just a small prick but nothing worth crying over. My parents were right. I was strong.

    "See baby girl what did I tell you," my dad said, giving me a soft smile. My mom rubbing her thumb gently over my hand.
 
      "I am strong, daddy." I gave him the biggest smile I could at that moment.