"You don't have to be here you know that right?" Krystal sighed. As they wheeled her into her recovery room.
"I do remember someone crying hot desperate tears as she was being rolled into the OR, 'I'm scared boss, I'm so scared' how was I supposed to walk away from that?" He laughed softly.
Krystal pouted as she tried to hit him but only ended up regretting the endeavour as she held her head and winced. "Hey, no rough play you two." The nurse wheeling her in scolded them.
"Tell him to stop making fun of me. Why would he do that?" She pouted.
"Have you never heard of being high?" He smiled. "I believe it went something like this..."
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I can't... I can't do this Jonathan tell them. I can't do this." Krystal gripped the edge of the bed as she looked at the ceiling like it was about to eat her.
So sorry for the irregular updates. Going through the worst writer's block ever. Hope you enjoy the chapter.