Author’s Note: I was so into writing chapter eight, that I went ahead and started writing chapter nine as well. I really owe you guys some more story solving and babies! D: I so sowwy this generation is lasting forever and a day. I hope you like this chapter! ;s
Val’s Point Of View
What does he mean he knows about me and Isa? Did he… did he actually catch us sleeping together? No, no way, that’s impossible. There was no one on the floor at the time; it was an odd hour. I know for a fact there was no one around! How could he have seen us together? HOW?
No. Breathe Val. BREATHE.
I cleared my throat, taking in a deep breath, “Uhm, what, uh, what do you mean by that? I haven’t been sneaking anywhere with her; I’m her doctor, she’s always with me.” I scoffed, “Stop pulling things out of no where Daniel, you’re never going to get her back. You treat her like some prize to be won over; all I want to do is help her! Why can’t you SEE that?!”
Daniel held up his hand, “Oh please Val, save your stories. I know you’re a pathological liar! I should have fired your moronic self when I first met you.” He pointed to the camera in the corner, “I have it on tape, Val. Oh yeah, I know you snuck out. I saw you taking her out of her room after dark. And to make sure I had the proof, I went to the security room and got the footage.”
I stared at him in shock. So… he didn’t see us sleeping together? He caught us sneaking out. Okay this I can work around.
“So, let me get this straight.” I chuckled, “You have a video, of me taking Isa down a hallway after hours? That’s it? Oh come on, I’m not going to lose my rights as a doctor because you caught us walking down a hallway! She’s been sick, stupid! I was taking her for a checkup down in the lab. If you want proof of that, go find it as well! I don’t care. There is nothing for me to hide, because I’m not doing anything wrong.
For a spilt second, he almost looked defeated.
“No, I’m not giving up that easily. You broke code and you’re going to have to suffer for it. We’re taking this to the head of the hospital. We’re going to have Isa interrogated and you’re going down!” He screeched, a crazed look in his eyes.
Okay. I know that he took it to heart that he lost Isa as a patient, but this seems too much. I can read it from the way his eyes are dilated, his palms grotesque and sweaty. This wasn’t about getting even, this… this was obsession. Yes, I’ve seen it time and time before in my experiments. This man is obsessed with her.
I wanted nothing more than to figure him out; to understand why he was acting the way he was. But I had more important matters to deal with. Like getting to Isa and actually being her doctor.
“Daniel. Please, leave me be. If you want to do that, than go right ahead. I won’t stop you. But you’re going to lose, you have nothing.” I sighed, fixing the creases in my jacket, “Good-bye.”
And with those words being said, I turned and didn’t look back.
Session 23, Log 32.
I kept very specific notes on Isa. I made sure every session and log number was written down correctly; that way I could always go back to something if I needed too.
“Isa,” I began, “How are you feeling today?”
Yes, very doctor cliché, but it got the conversation going.
She shrugged, her mouth fastened shut.
“Hey,” I nudged, “You can talk to me, Isa. You know you can.”
She sighed, “But, Danny is mad. He doesn’t like when I talk to you.”
I scoffed, “Well, that’s his problem. But you’re safe with me, don’t worry.”
She glanced at the floor, her toes curling around one another. She slid her hands up and down her thighs, barely grasping at her pant legs.
“I’m unsure what safe really means, Vally. I’m unsure.” She stated, without making eye contact, “I get so scared. I get so scared all the time.”
Bam, right in the chest. I could feel my heart tightening around her words. I don’t understand why she had such an effect on me, but she did. Although, instead of feeding into it more, I just decided to shake it off. I have to focus.
“Hey, look at me.” I waved my hand in front of her until she peered upward, “You can trust me, okay? I want to make you safe all the time; I love making you safe. I love-“
Oh. My. God. Have I actually been as stupid to ignore my OWN emotions? Where is my brain? What happened to me?! I’m… I’m… I’m in love with Isa. Oh my God. Oh it makes so much sense now! The part of the human brain that is connected with love makes one so very dumb; no wonder I’ve been so clueless!
Isa looked confused, “You love what, Vally?”
You. I wanted to say you. I wanted to so very badly.
She continued to stare, “Vally?”
“I love being able to be here for you, Isa. Don’t tell anyone, but you’re my favorite.”
A smile. It was small, but she managed to smile. Phew. That was so close…
“Now!” I exclaimed, “How is my favorite patient?”
Patient. Just saying that word made it feel so fake, unnatural even. It never felt right before and now, more than ever, it feels like a mountain of lies. I pressed so hard to be with her every waking moment, because before I understood it, my fleshly nature, my humanoid self, grew deeply and madly in love with someone. It never let go and honestly, as I know human behavior so well, it never will.
I guess you could say I was tasting my own medicine.
“She’s… been having nightmares again.” Isa sighed, leaning against the armrest, snapping me from my thoughts.
“Oh, is it the bad men again?”
Bad men – something I have never debunked. I assumed it had to do with a faltering in her past, but I knew nothing more. Sure, she would talk about having nightmares, but she never really explained them to me very much.
She shrugged, shifting her position, “It’s about my life.”
I stared at her, an unsettling feeling in my stomach.
“Your life? What about it Isa?”
She looked down, ashamed, “About my mom and about her leaving; about always running away and never turning back. About lying, about cheating, about stealing.” She sighed, “I know those are wrong.”
Ignoring the subject at hand, I have noticed how Isa always seems like she is trying to figure out in life, what is actually good to do and what is bad to do. She corrects herself all the time and it continues to make me ask the question – Why?
Excitement bubbled over inside of me. This was the first time Isa had ever opened up so far with details about her past. She kept it so enclosed; I could never pick her brain. For someone people thought was so naïve and childlike, she was a lot smarter than they assumed true.
“You remember your life as a child?” I questioned, leaning back; my voice peaking a new level of fascination.
She sighed, “Not exactly. I just… I know them in my head; I see them in my nightmares.”
“Really?” I questioned, “What do you see?”
Isa stood up from her chair, walking towards the door.
“We’re done, I think we’re done.” She blurted out nervously. The strain in her voice and the sudden outburst indicated that talking about this was making her extremely anxious. Sigh. I wish she would just tell me what she saw; help me understand her pain.
“Isa, we have 20 minutes left.” I stated, getting up and walking over to her. “I’m not going to force you to talk about this, but I know it’ll make you feel better, love. You have to be able to trust me.”
She looked at me, her eyes gleaming. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes gluing to the door behind her. Her body language screamed for an escape, but heart was stuck there in front of me.
“Uhm, I just, uhm.” She mumbled, twisting the ends of her hair, “I saw that my mommy would change me around; she would make me look different so no one knew who I was.”
“We never got to stay in the same place very long cause mommy told me we were never safe; always being chased by the bad men.”
Change her? Her mother was keeping her hidden? But why? Who was she running from? I thought her nightmares were something to do with a bad encounter, but this sounds like it actually happened. She really is remembering her past from her dreams.
“Do you remember who your mother was, Isa? Do you remember her name?” I pleaded for information.
“Her name was Kelly.” She sighed.
“They always used to shout her name at us when they were close. But, mommy would always remind me that they would never get us as long as I listened. If I listen, I’m safe. If I trust, I’m safe.” She looked away from me, “But sometimes, although I never say it, sometimes trust doesn’t feel safe.”
“What do you mean, Isa?”
She shook her head, clearly saying more than she actually wanted too.
“Nothing. I’m sorry, I’ll stop talking!” She exclaimed, her eyes watering, “I think we’re done now! I think we’re done now!”
She threw her face into her hands, dropping onto the floor.
“Okay, Isa. Okay.” I lowered myself down, wrapping my arms around her, “We’re done.”
The hearing for Isa came quicker than I actually wanted it too. I never told Logan or my parents what was actually going on. I just mentioned that today I had an evaluation on whether I kept this patient or not. Logan knew who she was, in a sense, from when I was trying to get her transferred under my care, but, that was as far as it went. She didn’t even know what she looked like.
I slipped into my suit jacket and then fixed my tie in the mirror, my hands shaking brutally. Yes, there was a huge part of me that thought today would be the day that everything crumbled underneath me. That Isa would be taken from me and she’d eventually grow and everyone would know she was having a baby. Even if she didn’t say whose baby it was, they would test every male doctor until they found him – of course the first one being me. I would probably wind up in prison and lose my license to practice.
So, yeah… I was feeling rather nervous today.
Logan came in the bedroom after a little while, she slipped her arms around me, kissing the back of my neck. I could feel her protruding stomach pressed into my spine and my stomach twisted in knots. It wasn’t really the fact of being a dad that made me nervous, it was thinking about babies in general. Every time I looked at Logan, I saw Isa’s future. It made me feel sick in my stomach.
I think the worst part about it all… is that Isa doesn’t even know. It makes me feel guilty as heck. Ugh, why I am such a stupid person?
“Hey baby.” I smiled, hugging her – awkwardly – back.
“Are you nervous?” She wondered, both of us now facing one another.
“Nervous?” I chuckled, “Nah, I’m not nervous. I’ve been a great doctor to Isa, I don’t have anything to worry about. She’s actually shone a lot progress since I took her under my supervision.”
Logan ran the side of her hand down my cheek, “I’m happy for you, Val. I really am. And I’m happy about the life we have together. You really make me so very happy; I don’t know what I would do without you.”
I swallowed a little, smiling widely at her, “And I don’t know where I would be without you, my love.” I touched her stomach, bile almost reaching my throat, “Or you… little one.”
I approached the office in enough time to see a woman take Isa down a long, narrow hallway. My heart felt heavy with every footstep she took. She was so burdened; her life has never been an easy one. It’s like… she never is allowed a break.
As I sat there, watching her slowly fade smaller, I was able to snag a quick peek at her feet. A smile crept over my lips, and I shook my head. She was wearing that old pair of boots I had given her so many years ago…
My heart began to swell; overwhelming feelings of wanting to just run to her and grip her up in my arms, overpowered me.
“Val?” My thoughts were interrupted by a young woman, maybe around twenty years of age. Her voice sounded familiar; I think she was the receptionist I spoke with the first time I came here.
“Mr.Jackson will see you now.” She gleamed, forwarding her hand towards the door.
I nodded at her, lifting myself up from my chair.
I took gentle steps into his office, my heart pounding against my chest. It only took two steps into the area, when I noticed Daniel sitting in a chair, resting to the left side of the room, in front of Mr. Jackson’s desk.
“Come in Val, come in.” He pointed to the chair sitting off to the right, “Have a seat.”
I swallowed, nodding, trying not to show signs of fear. Fear will always show a sign of weakness – I am not weak.
“Now,” He began, “We have scheduled this appointment on the day that ends Val’s trial period as Isa’s doctor. I felt it only made the most sense that it would be now. But, according to Dr.Brewer, you, Val, have been in violation of breaking code. How do you plea with this statement?”
I had to answer very carefully, one slip up and I was done.
I cleared my throat, straightening myself in my chair, “I plea that, yes, I did break a hospital code. I took Isa out after lockup because I felt she needed immediate care for her illness, which is on hospital record, that had been taking place for a very long period of time.”
Daniel looked over at me, “But, it doesn’t matter. If code is broken, it’s broken. Val disobeyed those higher in authority, when he could have easily called a nurse to do it for him. He could have had her bring up a ready station and find out what was wrong with her.”
Jackson looked at me, “Why didn’t you bring up a nurse, Val?”
“Well…” I continued on, “If you’ll look under record, for that night, you’ll see that in the left wing of the hospital, there was an emergency occurring with another patient in surgery. All nurses were accounted for at that specific moment in time. So if I would have waited, something could have happened to Isa. She is under my care and is my responsibility. So I took her health into account before hospital code. Any doctor would have done the same thing.”
I planned that whole event specifically for a reason. I wanted to make sure no one was around when I snuck Isa out. So of course I took into account why I wouldn’t have used a nurse. Daniel is just so desperate to get rid of me; his obsession is sickening.
Jackson looked down at the files spread across his desk, an eerie silence filling the room as he read through them. I felt as if the silence was going to kill me if it lasted any longer; it consumed me and ate me up inside. Also, it didn’t help that Daniel kept glaring at me, casting me these horrible glances. He wanted nothing more than to see me falter.
“Well.” Jackson stated, finally breaking the awful tension, “I think I have enough information here to make my decision, but I’m going to wait until my head therapist is done talking to Jolin. After she’s done, I will let you both know. So, just wait here patiently while I go check on the progress.”
“Alright” I spoke up, while Daniel only nodded his head in Jackson’s direction. This was going to be an interesting segment. I knew once Jackson stepped foot out of this office, Daniel was going to go off the deep end. I just had to keep cool and not feed into his antics; something I know how to do quite well. Because, well, he’s not really that threatening.
And, just as I predicted, as soon as Jackson left… Daniel started talking.
“Really? That is the God awful bull crap you fed him? You were just her hero and so you bravely broke code, just to save her? Oh God, please. You make me want to vomit all over this floor.” He scoffed, waving his hand at me.
I shrugged, smirking a little, “I only tell the truth, Brewer. Unlike you, I actually care about Isa.”
“Her name is Jolin!” He scowled, “And I care more about her than you EVER will! She’s been under my care since she was 11 years old; I practically raised the girl! But you… you think you can just come in here and do whatever you want with her! I seen you! You took her and ran off to shove your cock right up inside her. Did it feel good Val, huh? Did it feel good when you violated such an innocent girl?!”
I swallowed, and swallowed and I swallowed. I even tried biting my tongue. But nothing worked, he hit a spot so hard that I just wanted to jump on top of him and beat the ever living crap out of him! HOW DARE he talk about Isa like that?! I think what hurt more was that he was on the right trail. I… I did… violate her. But, not like that! I didn’t just force her to do it! I… I… I actually really care about her. I felt so much passion and love between us. I would never hurt her…
“You shut your mouth!” I finally yelped, “I would never do something like that to one of my patients; how DARE you accuse me of something so horrid!”
“It’s not an accusation and you know it! You pinned her down, ripped off her clothes and finished inside of her. You liked it so much that you wanted to keep her around for good.” He chuckled, loudly, stepping towards me. I pulled myself out of my seat, preparing for whatever this man was going to do.
“You screamed out in pleasure as she screamed in agony. She pleaded with you to stop, but you just wouldn’t allow yourself to. She was your prize; your capture. She belonged to you and no one else. RIGHT VAL?”
I balled up my fist. I pulled it back for a swing and saw, within a spilt second, his grin grow as he braced himself. Oh my God… he almost had me. If I would have punched him, I would have lost her for sure. He did this to get inside my head and it actually worked. I hate this man, but that was extraordinarily good. Blasted cunning imbecile.
I lowered my fist, shaking my head. “No, I’m not giving you what you want, Brewer. You’re obsessed with her and it gives me more of a reason to NEVER want to let her go. You don’t deserve someone as amazing as her. Patient or not – Screw you.”
He growled, flailing his hands in the air, “WHAT ARE YOU? Scared? Punch me!” He demanded, “Punch me so hard in the face; let me feel how angry you are!”
I nearly laughed in his face, “You’re pathetic.”
“I’m not pathetic, you are! You’re a freaking pansy. You’re scum.” He shouted lightly.
I was about to retort, but just then, the door knob began to turn and we both quickly returned to our seats.
Jackson reappeared a second after, walking slowly over to his desk. He pulled out his office chair, placing himself down in it.
“So…” he began, “I have made my choice based on the information collected.”
Here it comes…
He folded his hands, placing them atop of his desk, “The therapist that interviewed Isa, told me that she feels… Val has done an amazing job in these past three months he has been with her. She has found excellent results in her attitude, speech, recognition – everything.” He continued on, “She also questioned Isa about the night that Val took her out, and she confirmed Val’s story. Isa said Val was helping her with her sickness; making her better. She was also asked what she thought of Val and she claimed that she trusted him.”
I smiled at that remark. She was such a caring girl; I knew she wouldn’t let me down.
“So, yes, Val has broken a code… but as he claimed before, any doctor in his position would have done the same thing. I am waving it off; you will face no circumstances for your actions. I am also giving rights over to Val now. I am granting you full coverage over Isa. You are now, permanently, her doctor.” Jackson stated, signing a piece of paper. “Congratulations, Val. You’ve earned it.” He looked over at Daniel, “You’re a great doctor, but I’m sure we can both professionally agree it was time for an adjustment with Jolin, right?”
Daniel balled his fist, gripping tightly onto the ends of his jacket.
“Yes.” He nearly said through gritted teeth, “Yes, I believe Val is an excellent choice for her. I was just making sure that… that… she was under the right care. I’m very strict to guidelines.”
“Which makes you such an outstanding asset to our company.” Jackson smiled, nodding at Brewer. “Well, have a good day gentlemen. I wish you both the best.”
Oh, I already got it…
I wrote chapter eight and chapter nine out in the midst of twenty four hours (Even though they won’t be posted as such) But I am really proud of myself! Yay! I hope you guys enjoyed the outcome. And don’t worry, babies will be here soon enough! I promise.