Chosen By The Moon
Chapter 179
“You need to let someone in, dyl, you can’t keep going on like this.” He was right of course. The longer I stayed trapped in my mind the more vulnerable Id become. I just couldn’t break free from the kings hold on me. “He’s not here… Josh can’t find you and he definitely can’t hurt you.” I knew that he couldn’t find me, but even so he knew exactly how to hurt me, and he knew how to keep my fear of him very much prominent, I just had to keep telling
Myself over and over again that, he wasn’t there.
“I know… I’m ok.” I really was starting to annoy Lewis every time I uttered those small two words. I saw his jaw clench slightly in frustration, but no response actually left his lips. “I just need a minute.”
“Ok, have a minute, but there’s no way in hell I will be leaving you.” I was grateful for that. He didn’t even have to speak to me, to aid me. He just had to be there, his presence alone was powerful.
A few minutes went by and I managed to get myself under control enough to finally stand on my own two legs again. I couldn’t for the life of me explain how I was still functioning with such little sleep, but here I was. “We should head back inside, I’m sure the doctor is just as eager to give you answers as you are to receive them.” I nodded my head and sighed. He was right. I needed answers and going back in was the only way to get them.
“Your grace…” the doctor was quick to address me as soon as I entered the tent, he looked at me in bewilderment and gestured me to sit back down on the bed that had the room divider in front of it. He quickly wheeled a cart over that had a compater resting on top of it. He wiggled the mouse slightly and quickly opened the scans. Several images lay on the screen of my inner body parts and fascination was clouding me. I’d never seen even a X–ray before, although I know this method of scanning was extremely outdated, it was still really cool to see.
‘Physically, there’s no signs of ovarian trauma, meaning your lack of menstruation is most likely due to malnourishment and both physical and mental stresses. I’ll prescribe some vitamin pills to try and aid your regulation. The scan shows that there is absolutely no sign of pregnancy.” I suppose that was good news. He seemed to strongly believe that my body would in fact regulate itself in due course.
He quickly moved the computer mouse to click onto a different image, one much higher up showing my rib cage.
“As you can see here…” Using his finger he pointed to a rib in my back on the right hand side, and clearly showed me and Lewis where a break lay. “You seem to have a fractured rib, looking at it, I would say it’s the result of a heavy object hitting it.” Must have been from
The lashing the king dished out to me after Adrian handed my old cell phone over. I knew the initial impact hurt far too much, it was because that bastard cracked my rib cage.
“I admit, this isn’t the most concerning injury though.” Huh, my head turned to the doctor and my eyes widened when he clicked on the image of my skull. There were two images of my head one showing my skull and one delving deeper beneath my anatomy to photograph my brain. “To someone unknowing about the inner set up of the human body, this looks completely normal, nothing out of the ordinary…” where was he going with this? “However, can you see all those little white lines resting on the bone of your skull? Well… you see, even the bones in our bodies scar when they’re hurt, and so, all those little
Lines and dots are All scarring from repeated head trauma. Let me explain it to you you, there are too many marks for you to be sat in front of me.”
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“What do you mean? Too many marks, what exactly ate you trying to get at?” I was beyond confused and beyond worried about the outcome of his tests. The way he was talking made it seem like I should be…
“This much head trauma, it’s an uncommon occiffrence, most people who are bought in here this amount of extensive scarring are already passed.”
“Hang on a second. So you are trying to tell me that I should be… what? Dead?!” The doctor simply nodded at my words and swallowed thickly before bowing really really low.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying, your grace. You should be dead… or at the very least, you should have some brain damage.”
Hi, Just a disclaimer, i am not a medical proffessional, Not by a long shot, do if I got the wrong equiptment