Madelene Ambers- Going to the doctor Subject: Going to the doctor. Backdated. Where: Dr. Perkins home/surgery Who: Madelene Ambers Warnings: None Open to: Daniel Perkins
It looked like a mess of swirls, lines and dots to her as she stared up at the sign above the door. The old woman on the corner had told her this was the place, but Madelene was still unsure. The young prostitute glanced about, wondering if maybe there was another sign. Hopefully one with a picture. But alas, there was not. Or at least not that she noticed. It was worth a shot, after all she was shaking pretty badly from the pain. One small hand was hugged across her chest as she tried to keep warm, while raising her other hand to knock loudly on the door to what she hoped was where she could find the Doctor.
Her last client had accused her of using her teeth, even though Madelene could have sworn she hadn't. Either way he had taken his frustration out on the young girl kneeling at his feet. And now, several minutes later the redhead could feel blood trickling down her back from where she had been hit with his cane, and her left cheek was already swollen and discolored from where he had used his fist.
She knocked again, even though it had only been about three seconds. It felt a lot longer to her. Her eyes welled with tears and she suddenly let out a sob.