CHAPTER FIVE

olivia's POV

My day off from the whole hospital work went by quickly as it came,I was already stressed from the clinical routine,emergency surgeries, having to keep up with my health and calming my nerves by just remembering the fact that i have to meet with my father this weekend. 

I was presently preparing for the second surgery of the day, a minimal one which isn't supposed to take all day probably few hours though. 

With one last stride i headed straight towards the surgical unit, taking off my wrist watch and putting on my surgical cap. On getting there i met Bryan in the scrubbing room, apparently he is also going to be part of the team that would be performing the surgery. For a doctor, bryan was a talkative and he just riles me up anytime i see him

“Olivia!” He called, staring at me as i made my way to the scrubbing area. 

“i didn't know you were going to be part of the team performing the surgery” He said scrubbing his hands. 

“I myself didn't know” I said trying to ignore him, Bryan talks way too much, everyone tries to avoid him because of it. 

“You know, when i joined this hospital, i didn't expect to meet beautiful girls like you. I thought it'd be filled with old bald men as doctors” He said leaning over the tap. 

I decided to ignore him cause this isn't the first time he threw comments like this at me. 

“We have a surgery to perform bryan” I said walking past him into the theatre after performing my surgical scrub and putting on the surgical gown. 

“Can you be less boring olivia!” He called out as he followed behind me. 

We were going to perform a laparoscopic cholecystectomy on the patient. On arrival, the anesthetist had already put him under general anesthesia so we were just to make the incision and carefully detach the gallbladder. 

“Sponge holding forceps” I called over my face mask stretching my hands out, 

“Scapel” I said yet again so i could make the incision and introduce the laparoscope  which had a tiny camera so we could visualize the gall bladder and carefully detach it. 

After three hours of standing and being engulfed by the deafnening sound of the heart monitor we were finally done. I couldn't wait to get back to my office as i was feeling a little bit dizzy. 

“Place him on this pain killer and antibiotics when he wakes up and also don’t forget his hourly vitals” I told the nurse the patient was assigned to as i made my way to my office removing the surgical gown and washing my hands. 

finally making it back to my office, i immediately searched for my iron tablets where i kept it in my bag and i popped two of it in my mouth pushing it down with water. One of the disadvantage of being iron deficient is the fatigue and dizzines that comes with long hours of standing which i can't avoid due to the nature of my job. 

I settled in my chair to complete the documemtation on the surgery we just had before i finally call it a day, when i was done with my documentation, i forwarded it to the head of the surgical team for review. After my shift ended i headed straight to the parking lot driving home but just making a stop to buy take outs cause i was not going to attempt cooking right now. I suck at cooking.

I ran a warm bath immediately i got home and soaked myself in it. With a deep sigh i just wished the world could always be this quiet, no struggle, no problems. My eyes scanned through my abdomen that housed scars from those years of continous abuse. I was determined to face my dad and not cower back like a coward, those days of abuse are over and i'm not going to let him break me. I laughed at my own joke, who was i kidding it would take years to overcome the fear i had for my dad. 

I sank deeper into the bath tub closing my eyes to welcome darkness as i tuned into the quiet night. 

My mind couldn't help but wander to the stranger from that night at the club, He legit killed someone in my presence without even showing an emotion but yet i found that sexy, oh God i think i'm becoming a psychopath. It’s not my fault tho even the blind would tell you he was drop dead gorgeous. But then men like him would never move with girls of my calliber, they are always interested in blonde models that had long legs who wore expensive designer clothes. Why did he kill someone though, was it because of me? Did he find me attractive? i couldn't help but think about that fact.

Olivia get your shit together! My world is crumbling bit by bit and here i am thinking about a particular dark haired handsome man while being stark naked in the tub. 

I'm Fucked!!