The doctor is applying some liquid to my cheeks, I can feel the coolness and hotness of it at the same time as I scowl at the poor Doctor. A warm feeling engulfs me then I avert my eyes to see what is causing it. Julian's hand is pressing on my hands. My head snaps up to see his face but he isn't staring at me. His eyes look distant, his lips are getting thinner and I assume whatever he is thinking about is very serious.
" All done. It's nothing to worry about Sir Leon" the doctor said disposing of his gloves and then pouring some liquid soap on his hands. Julian cups my cheeks and I flinch wondering what has gotten into him. Is this what guilt does to people?
" Are you sure she won't be needing meds? Supposedly pain killers" Julian suggests separating his hand from my face and I whimp
