A Brand New Ending

Chapter 61

Braeden



"Jesus Christ!" I call out, as Chelsea wraps the cloth around my bloody knuckles.

She remains silent, which is unusual for her.

"Spit it out," I say, still in my anger driven attitude.

"Nothing," she mutters, continuing to work.

We both fall silent and the sound of machines and people milling about fill the ER. Within a few minutes I see my father bolt through the door.

"Oh, great, here we go," I mutter under my breath, it making Chelsea look up at me.

Without a word he flicks on the X-ray view box and slides two pictures onto it.

"You have two broken fingers on your right hand," he states harshly.

I just laugh. "I'd like to see what his face looks like."

My father's posture straightens even more. "Please leave, Chelsea."

She turns around immediately and before I know it, it's just my father and I.

"I don't even know how to begin to tell you how disappointed I am in you."

"You've got to be f*cking kidding me," I blurt out.

He lets out a sigh.

"Oh, so it was OK that he was on top of my girlfriend getting ready to rape her, but I'm not allowed to leave a few marks on his f*cking face?"

"Don't use that f*cking condescending tone with me!" he shouts.

"F*ck this, I don't need this shit," I say as I start to get up.

He steps in front of me. "You may not want me as your father, but I am your doctor. You will not leave this room until I allow it!"

His voice is stern and loud now. I remain in place, my hand now throbbing without the proper support. He lets out a sigh.

"This is not the time or place to have this discussion. I will have Chelsea come back and finish your cast."

I don't care about myself. "Can I go see her? Is she OK?" I say, trying to change the subject for now, but I know this conversation isn't over.

"I will not be assessing her, a female doctor will be. That type of case is…sensitive."

I cringe at that word, trying to not get worked up again.

"I will come get you when she is available for visitors."

"Thank you," I respond.

"You're welcome," he says before pushing the door back.





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