Doctor's Bazaar Incomplete
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In a village in Turkey, at rest lay a marvellous doctor. This was not just any doctor. This exquisite doctor was a professional in every field, and the first female doctor to graduate in England, or in fact the world since 1952. The time was 2093, just about when technology wasn’t used except for medicinal purposes.Technology wasn’t used for casual purposes because it had evolved and took over our land. This became a World War 3. It lasted 50 years and the humans barely, and bravely won the war. Thus, changing how society uses it.This doctor’s name was Emma.Emma was a beautiful, intelligent and engaged 23 year-old woman. She was engaged to Alexander. Alexander was a daring,courageous self-made billionaire. Emma and Alexander had just arrived in a village in Turkey, from England. She was on a mission to help the children, and youth learn about being a doctor, and how to cope with disabled people/disabilities.She had been on this mission for one year, and is about to finish her ministry.She was prepared to face 2-faced brats, and unappreciative children.Emma was destined for success.Alexander was determined to marry Emma. Emma said no, but she secretly loved him more than the stars and the moons. She couldn’t love Alexander though. She had royal blood and already humiliated the royal family, and therefore to regain respect she was to marry the King of Russia.But Emma had an immense problem. She had anorexia. Only Alexander knew though. He was a model before a businessman, and knew the signs of anorexia and had told her.He had slowly fallen in love with her fragile delicate self. He had been with her for a year when he secretly asked her to marry him. She had been wishing for this moment since the day he asked her if she would go get coffee with her. She immediately said yes, but told him this was a private bond.
“Honey you have to eat this!”
“No I can’t.Stop trying to shove food down my throat! it's unhealthy to be shoving one’s food down another’s
throat.”
“ I’m no expertise in your field Miss Emma, but I’m pretty sure not eating is even worse. I thought you were a doctor to help people live and to cure them from any medical condition; Physical or mental.”
“WELL THAT IS TOTAL BULLSHIT! YOU THINK THAT BECAUSE I’M ANOREXIC I FUCKING NEED A RECAP OF WHO THE THE FUCK I AM ,AND WHO THE FUCK I NEED TO BE? I THOUGHT YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND, THAT I WOULDN’T HAVE TO BE TALKED TO LIKE I AM THE BIGGEST DUMBASS YOU HAVE MET IN YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE! I love you for being nice, and and being courageous, and being there for me in my times of transition.NOT FOR TELLING ME I’M FUCKING IMPERFECT AND WRONG!!!!
“No; it's because I love you that I do this!You think I legit want you to die of starvation?How the hell do you think I would be able to carry myself? It would be my fault not feeding you, and it would haunt me for the rest of my life? love you and I want to marry you! We can’t do this; we are too deep in love to do this! I love you too much. I am going to go try to sleep this off, you can join me whenever you like.”
What have I done? Emma thought. I have turned this romantic dinner for two into a two-person duel to the death.I can’t sustain our love through these harsh fights. They may not be often but they still are something that draws our hate and anger on the battlefield, and pushes our love aside.
“Creek!”God damn it! That stupid stair always creeks while I am trying to sneak up to Alex(ander).
“Hey sugar plum!”, damn it again! He now knows I’m here.
“Well don’t you look awfully swell, mademoiselle.” Ha, he always makes me laugh when he does stupid things to make me laugh. I didn't really look that mouth-dropping though. I’m just a regular 23 year-old blond, who happens to be a doctor and the only girl in her class,that also is the only one there that cares about what they wear. Actually I’m not wearing the most flattering outfit combination either. I’m wearing one of Alex’s old modeling boulder grey sweater. It is the most comfortable sweatshirt, that makes me feel skinny.Everyone calls me a skinny bitch, but I'm really fat so I don’t eat anymore. Actually I am trying to eat more every day but it is not working too well.Alex has been helping me all the way through this journey. He has been eating with me, canceling meetings for me, the whole nine-yards. I love him so much I don't think I could live without him. He is my very heartbeat and soul.
“Sorry about earlier.” I tell him softly in his ear.He ushers me inside to our warm comfortable bed. He kisses me softly on the cheek and tells me to go sleep. While I slowly drift away I think of my parents in England right now. They are probably still furious with me for becoming a doctor, and if they found out I was engaged, they would banish my name from the royal court and make me live in a dungeon. Well, dad anyways. Mother was actually quite happy when I became a doctor. She told me that it was saving our world and becoming someone that people would remember. My father was so humiliated of me becoming a doctor he married me to The Ugly One. The Ugly One is our name for Brute, the Prince of Russia.The mighty and rich. Slowly Emma falls asleep think of her life.
Running. That is all I can do. Assassins everywhere. ”NO!!!!!!!!! Not my mother, not my father, not my fiancé.Stop you bastards, I love them.” I can’t run I can't hide, I can’t even save them. I can either save my parents or Alex. I am trapped in this hell of a prison. I am weak from all this running and I can't escape. This looks familiar. Aha! This is The Ugly One’s Dungeon. He showed it to me when he gave me the royal tour. I possibly think he is trying to set a bargain. Alex or Parents? I hope this is just a dream. They strap me to a bed and flip me upside down on top of a alligator swimming pool. Interesting for a dungeon, but classic for a super villain.They surround me and poke me in a teasing factor.
“No not to Emma do it to me!!!!!!!!!!!!”That is Alex’s voice. Nooo!!!!! He can’t do this not for me, not for everything we have been through!!
“ALEX!!!ALEX!!”
“Yes honey?” Oh phew. I thought it was real. My dumb old brain
“Alex what time is it?”
“9:30”
“Crap!See you later honey.” I rush out into our 1995 Canary Yellow Mustang GT. I zoom over to the bazaar and music is once again blasting in my ears. I just stand there and listen for a second.It brings back such good memories from my childhood. I first dance my way over to the bread section.
“Hello Recai”
“Hello Miss Emma.”
“ I have come to get the usual Recai.”
“Ok. Persian toast, Garlic and Herb , and 5 sourdough, finally my traditional Saganza. 50 lira miss.” More expensive than usual, but i wouldn’t complain he makes awesome bread.I go to get my vegetable, meat, and dairy from the usual people.75 lira. Wow I normally stay about 197 lira but today 175 which is about 97.25 cents.
“ Um, mam can you direct me to the nearest rug shop.”
“ Down the rod and 5 tents down you will find Lane. She will sell you the best quality rugs at a fairly cheap price.”
“Thanks mam.”
“Anything ,but I have one question.”
“Ok?”
“Are you from around here?”
“No I am from England.”
“Me too!Where?”
“Mary Steeple”
“ Me too. I am Emma the royal princess,”
“Legit?”
“Yes I am Princess Emmabeth Mary Windsor the Second.”
“So cool!’
“Have a great day ?”
“Luke”
“Have a great day Luke.”
“You too.”
So I rush to the car and get in faster than a lightning bolt because I feel like something is immensely wrong.I speed at 120kph. I get home zip out of the car , finding that the door is wide open. It gives me a bad knot in my stomach.There is
“Honey you have to eat this!”
“No I can’t.Stop trying to shove food down my throat! it's unhealthy to be shoving one’s food down another’s
throat.”
“ I’m no expertise in your field Miss Emma, but I’m pretty sure not eating is even worse. I thought you were a doctor to help people live and to cure them from any medical condition; Physical or mental.”
“WELL THAT IS TOTAL BULLSHIT! YOU THINK THAT BECAUSE I’M ANOREXIC I FUCKING NEED A RECAP OF WHO THE THE FUCK I AM ,AND WHO THE FUCK I NEED TO BE? I THOUGHT YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND, THAT I WOULDN’T HAVE TO BE TALKED TO LIKE I AM THE BIGGEST DUMBASS YOU HAVE MET IN YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE! I love you for being nice, and and being courageous, and being there for me in my times of transition.NOT FOR TELLING ME I’M FUCKING IMPERFECT AND WRONG!!!!
“No; it's because I love you that I do this!You think I legit want you to die of starvation?How the hell do you think I would be able to carry myself? It would be my fault not feeding you, and it would haunt me for the rest of my life? love you and I want to marry you! We can’t do this; we are too deep in love to do this! I love you too much. I am going to go try to sleep this off, you can join me whenever you like.”
What have I done? Emma thought. I have turned this romantic dinner for two into a two-person duel to the death.I can’t sustain our love through these harsh fights. They may not be often but they still are something that draws our hate and anger on the battlefield, and pushes our love aside.
“Creek!”God damn it! That stupid stair always creeks while I am trying to sneak up to Alex(ander).
“Hey sugar plum!”, damn it again! He now knows I’m here.
“Well don’t you look awfully swell, mademoiselle.” Ha, he always makes me laugh when he does stupid things to make me laugh. I didn't really look that mouth-dropping though. I’m just a regular 23 year-old blond, who happens to be a doctor and the only girl in her class,that also is the only one there that cares about what they wear. Actually I’m not wearing the most flattering outfit combination either. I’m wearing one of Alex’s old modeling boulder grey sweater. It is the most comfortable sweatshirt, that makes me feel skinny.Everyone calls me a skinny bitch, but I'm really fat so I don’t eat anymore. Actually I am trying to eat more every day but it is not working too well.Alex has been helping me all the way through this journey. He has been eating with me, canceling meetings for me, the whole nine-yards. I love him so much I don't think I could live without him. He is my very heartbeat and soul.
“Sorry about earlier.” I tell him softly in his ear.He ushers me inside to our warm comfortable bed. He kisses me softly on the cheek and tells me to go sleep. While I slowly drift away I think of my parents in England right now. They are probably still furious with me for becoming a doctor, and if they found out I was engaged, they would banish my name from the royal court and make me live in a dungeon. Well, dad anyways. Mother was actually quite happy when I became a doctor. She told me that it was saving our world and becoming someone that people would remember. My father was so humiliated of me becoming a doctor he married me to The Ugly One. The Ugly One is our name for Brute, the Prince of Russia.The mighty and rich. Slowly Emma falls asleep think of her life.
Running. That is all I can do. Assassins everywhere. ”NO!!!!!!!!! Not my mother, not my father, not my fiancé.Stop you bastards, I love them.” I can’t run I can't hide, I can’t even save them. I can either save my parents or Alex. I am trapped in this hell of a prison. I am weak from all this running and I can't escape. This looks familiar. Aha! This is The Ugly One’s Dungeon. He showed it to me when he gave me the royal tour. I possibly think he is trying to set a bargain. Alex or Parents? I hope this is just a dream. They strap me to a bed and flip me upside down on top of a alligator swimming pool. Interesting for a dungeon, but classic for a super villain.They surround me and poke me in a teasing factor.
“No not to Emma do it to me!!!!!!!!!!!!”That is Alex’s voice. Nooo!!!!! He can’t do this not for me, not for everything we have been through!!
“ALEX!!!ALEX!!”
“Yes honey?” Oh phew. I thought it was real. My dumb old brain
“Alex what time is it?”
“9:30”
“Crap!See you later honey.” I rush out into our 1995 Canary Yellow Mustang GT. I zoom over to the bazaar and music is once again blasting in my ears. I just stand there and listen for a second.It brings back such good memories from my childhood. I first dance my way over to the bread section.
“Hello Recai”
“Hello Miss Emma.”
“ I have come to get the usual Recai.”
“Ok. Persian toast, Garlic and Herb , and 5 sourdough, finally my traditional Saganza. 50 lira miss.” More expensive than usual, but i wouldn’t complain he makes awesome bread.I go to get my vegetable, meat, and dairy from the usual people.75 lira. Wow I normally stay about 197 lira but today 175 which is about 97.25 cents.
“ Um, mam can you direct me to the nearest rug shop.”
“ Down the rod and 5 tents down you will find Lane. She will sell you the best quality rugs at a fairly cheap price.”
“Thanks mam.”
“Anything ,but I have one question.”
“Ok?”
“Are you from around here?”
“No I am from England.”
“Me too!Where?”
“Mary Steeple”
“ Me too. I am Emma the royal princess,”
“Legit?”
“Yes I am Princess Emmabeth Mary Windsor the Second.”
“So cool!’
“Have a great day ?”
“Luke”
“Have a great day Luke.”
“You too.”
So I rush to the car and get in faster than a lightning bolt because I feel like something is immensely wrong.I speed at 120kph. I get home zip out of the car , finding that the door is wide open. It gives me a bad knot in my stomach.There is