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Date Posted: Thursday, December 30, 11:57:40pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 97+" on Thursday, December 23, 07:37:51pm
Nikita walked down the street as she tried to shake the feelings that she had from the class out of her mind. She wanted to believe that she was being too sensitive, but even another woman in the class had pointed out the odd looks that she was getting during the class.
Mick used to look at Nikita in a way that said that he was trying to imagine her naked. A lot of men did that. But it never felt like it was dirty. But the instructor, Benny, made it feel really dirty. He had an ego that matched his arrogance and Nikita doubted that Adam or Walter had met him while they were purchasing the camera.
Benny may have been a photographer who once got to take pictures of Tyra Banks or some other model like that, but that didn’t make him a good teacher. The fact that he had pulled Nikita to the front to be the model as he showed others how to take her picture for almost the whole class so that Nikita didn’t get to even really touch her own camera sickened her. But Adam had so many hopes for her and the camera he purchased her. She didn’t want to let Adam down.
That would equal to letting Michael down.
Nikita eased into the office building where Dr. Hlad’s office was located and knew that her mind was in a bad place. She disliked doctors and it had been years since she had a physical. Dr. Hlad was not going to leave anything to chance either – it simply had been too long for Nikita.
Putting all the effort into forgetting the unsolicited stares of Benny out of her mind was not going to happen completely. It had been a long time since she had any man look at her in that way and even when they had, it usually had been part of a mission which meant that she had been prepared for it.
While in the elevator, Nikita had a moment where she thought back to Suba, and she almost went back out of the building. Nikita instead shook her head strongly and composed herself as she walked into Dr. Hlad’s office, finding the doctor waiting for her.
“I was beginning to think you were going to cancel… or not show,” Ellie stood up from the receptionist desk and opened the door that separated her examination areas from the waiting room. “Come on back and we’ll get your height and weight.”
“That’s in my chart,” Nikita blinked as she walked forward and turned to close the door. Ellie stood at the scale and looked Nikita up and down. “I believe you may have lost a bit of weight.”
Nikita stepped onto the scale and was shocked when the number was lower than it had been in a long time. Ellie stepped away and looked at Nikita. “Lighter than when you first went to prison… I guess I’m glad that I didn’t weigh you before Walter and Michael started to feed you more.”
“I don’t get hungry,” Nikita defended herself as she turned and stood against the wall so Ellie could get her height. Nikita bent down and carried her shoes. Ellie reached out for Nikita’s arm with her free hand. “I wasn’t sure how much of a physical we were doing today.”
“The works,” Nikita replied back dully. Ellie rolled her head to the side to glance out to the waiting room and then back to Nikita. “Ah… everything?”
“Why not?” Nikita inquired and Ellie sighed. She couldn’t beat around the bush. “Nikita, is Michael coming?”
“Why would he?” Nikita asked as she moved to the examination and turned to look at Ellie. “I need a gown, don’t I?”
Ellie went to the closet and pulled out the two fabric gowns. She placed her tablet down and tilted her head to the side. “Normally I would do a pelvic exam with another person in the room…. But I can sense that you would be reluctant to that so I sent her to take a long lunch.”
“I started the medicine,” Nikita announced as she held the gowns in her hands, feeling a bit lost for a second. She was about to undress much like Benny had done to her all day. Nikita had no idea that Ellie could see those kinds of thoughts in her eyes, although Ellie wasn’t exactly sure what Nikita was thinking. Ellie simply knew that it wasn’t good. “I’ll be fine.”
Ellie forced a smile and nodded her head. There was no way that she could tell Nikita in this moment that the medicine that she only started to take would help her through this examination. It wasn’t meant to do that and Ellie began to wonder if Nikita really wanted to address her PTSD or if she was just taking the medicine in a way to try to numb her thoughts again.
“I’ll let you change. You want to put one on…”
“I know the drill,” Nikita replied as she put the gowns on the table and actually started to pull her shirt over her head even while Ellie was stepping out of the room. She was about to run to the phone and call Michael when Ellie stopped.
Somehow, Michael had materialized in the room. She had a bell indicator on her door for when she was the only one in the office and it was a very loud bell. Ellie had checked it while waiting for Nikita. She had not heard it while she was in the examination room with Nikita for those brief few moments. But somehow, Michael had entered into the waiting room and was sitting there like some sort of sentry.
Knowing that he would be needed.
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