“Do you hear yourself?” I ask him. “I seriously feel like I’m living on Mars right now, Brendan. This isn’t just some fun move across the country. This is a whole different way of life, and I don’ know if I’m cut out for this.”
“It takes thirty days to adapt to big changes like this. Just give it a month and you’ll see. Things will be better,” he says. I won’t hold my breath or bother coming up with anything smart to respond with. I’m exhausted, and it’s hard keeping my eyes open to look at him. I don’t think I slept much last night with as many nightmares as I had about a psycho doctor using a chainsaw to cut off my arm. “Scar, do me one favor.”
“I did you one favor,” I grunt.
“Do me one more,” he continues.
“What?”
“Put a smile on your face? I miss your pretty smile. It’s been like four days of misery and nerves. I get it, but please, I need my Scarlett back.”
I push the corner of my lips up into one corner. “That’s all you're getting.”
“Until you get painkillers. Then you’ll smile, I bet.”
“Doubt it,” I tell him.
“What are you wearing to the hospital?” he asks.
“Why does it matter? I have to put on one of those hideous blue gowns the second I get there.”
“Well, Austin will be there. I figured you might care about what you look like,” Brendan says with an inquiring hike in his brow.
“Even if I cared what he thought, nurses don’t scrub in on surgeries,” I tell him.
“Uh, yeah they do, Scar,” he responds. “How many episodes of Grey's Anatomy have we watched together, and you don’t know that there are nurses present during surgery?”
“Well, won’t I be naked?”
“First, before you take what I said to another degree of crazy, I don’t know if Austin is the type of nurse who assists with surgeries, and second, why would you be completely naked for wrist surgery? You think they’re just going to ogle you the whole time? You’re so conceited, Scarlett.” He’s joking, but it’s seriously not funny right now.
“How should I know?” I snap back.
“I think there are probably some kind of rules about that. Quit worrying.”
Wicked easy. I’ll just shut my thoughts off like a light switch.
