I nod truthfully, “It is.”
He touches it and stares at it, making me uncomfortable, making me as ugly as they said I was.
“Was this done with a knife?”
“Yes,” I answer, trying to stay as still as possible.
He steps back and looks to Jett.
“If it were any deeper, she’d need stitches but it’ll heal on its own most likely. I am going to prescribe antibiotics just to make sure she doesn’t get an infection. Watch for a high fever, redness, warmth or other discharge from the wound. The pain should start to get better but if it gets worse you need to call me immediately.”
He takes a deep breath and looks at Jett again and looks nervous.
“I know you were attacked. Were you raped?”
“No,” I answer without saying more but I know that was the plan. He was going to do what he did to me so many times. When I went to walk out of the bathroom, he was naked and ready to do exactly that.
“How are you feeling emotionally?”
“Fine,” I say, but Jett interrupts me.
“She is not fine. Mia was fucking attacked. When I found her she was clearly traumatized and appeared to be in shock.”
He then turns his attention to me, “Angel, you can feel whatever you feel. Fine is not one of those feelings.”
The doctor asks, “Do you want to see a therapist?”
Again, Jett interjects, “Yes. We will take the referral. Thank you.”
I ask, “Can I get a referral to the best plastic surgeon as well, please?”
Jett groans, obviously annoyed but doesn’t say anything. I do not want to look at the scar Samantha put on my face for the rest of my life. I know he’ll say I’m beautiful but it’s not about that. It’s about the reminder of what happened here today.
The doctor goes to leave and says he’ll tell Jagger they can come back up but I shake my head and ask him to not send them up.
“Please tell her I’m not up to it but we’ll talk soon. Tell her I love her and that I’m okay, just overwhelmed.”
He nods his agreement and says, “The prescriptions are there for you including sleeping medication in case you need it. Get a lot of rest.”
Jett lifts me into his arms and says, “The guys are going to come and take care of these two. We’ll sleep in another room tonight. After they’re done Jake is going to get your prescriptions filled.”
The panic fills me and I tremble in his arms. My voice comes out shaky and weak, I hate it.
“Are you leaving with them?”
He holds me tighter to his chest.
“No, Angel. I told you, I’m not leaving you alone. I meant it. When you go to sleep, I’ll be beside you. When you wake up, I will still be there. When you beg me to leave you alone, I’ll still be there.”
21
Chapter Sixty-One
JETT
I take her into the bedroom down the hall because while it’s smaller, it does have an en-suite bathroom with a large jacuzzi tub. I need to get this blood off of her. Every few minutes I see her glancing at the blood on her hands and I know it’s fucking with her head.
After closing the door to the bedroom, I take her into the bathroom and set her on the counter.