our joined hands, attacking me. 'What?' he snaps. 'What are you trying to say?'
I don't bother with scorning him for his rudeness, and Doctor Manvi continues, turning a blind eye. 'We proceeded with a further test. Your symptoms prompted it.'
'Symptoms? What symptoms?' I ask, completely confused.
The Doctor inhales and shifts in his chair. 'We found clear evidence of Rohypnol in your urine.' he says regretfully.
'WHAT!' Jesse roars.
My eyes widen and my heart starts hammering in my chest. As in date rape? Oh, fucking hell!
Jesse flies up from his sitting position, dropping my hand, and I glace up nervously to find him shaking and sweating, the anger pouring from him. 'As in date rape?' he yells at the poor Doctor.
'Yes.' Doctor Manvi confirms mine and Jesse's fears.
I spiral into panic at the doctor's diagnosis to my blackout episode. Oh, this is so bad.
Jesse flies around and throws his head back. 'Jesus fucking Christ!' he cries. I see the back of his shirt rising and falling violently as he braces his arms on a nearby metal unit.
'Ava, I would advise you notify the police. You need to tell them everything you remember.' He turns to Jesse. 'Sir, can you confirm whether she was alone at any point?'
My mind races with the evenings events. I don't think I was. I watch as Jesse's fingertips reach for his temples and start circling. He's going to explode. He'll be like a whirlwind flying through the hospital. Suddenly, telling him I could be pregnant seems so much more appealing than this.
The doctor looks back at me when he gets no response from Jesse. 'We need to do an examination to determine whether you were raped.'
'What?' I blurt. Oh God!
'She wasn't alone,' Jesse replies, more calmly than I expected. 'I watched her hit the deck, I was there in a split second.' He turns to face me, and I stare into his tortured eyes. I feel devoid of any emotion. I think I might be in shock.
'And you are sure of this?'
'Yes.' Jesse all but growls.
'Sir, I would like to carry out the checks,' he pushes, 'for bruises and scratches, initially.'
'I've checked every square inch of her. There isn't a mark on her.' Jesse stomps across the room and flings the door open. 'Kate?'
I hear a brief exchange of abrupt, muffled words from outside the door, no doubt Jesse pressing for answers. The doctor flicks a confused gaze from me to Jesse, while I continue to wrack my brain for something.
He's by my side again. 'Baby, Kate said she went for a cigarette, but Tom was with you. Can you remember that?'
'Yes.' I answer quickly. I definitely remember that. 'But Tom went to the toilet while Kate was having a cigarette.' I add.
'Okay, do you remember what happened during the time you were on your own?' he pushes.
'Yes.' I won't tell him why I remember. Holy shit, mentioning Matt would be a grave mistake. 'Why?' I ask.
'Because, Ava, I don't want anyone poking you about unless they really need to, so please, think hard.' He squeezes my hands. 'Before I turned up, were you okay? Do you remember everything?'
'Yes, I do.'
'That is good.' Doctor Manvi interjects. 'But, Ava, I would be happier if you would consent to the examination.'
'No! I know nothing happened. I have no bruises, no cuts.'
'If you are one hundred percent sure, Ava, I can't force you.'
'Damn right you can't fucking force her!' Jesse hisses.
Oh God, get me out of here. 'Nothing happened. I remember everything until Jesse arrived.' I look at Jesse. 'I remember everything.' My voice is shaking. I'm shaking.
He slides his palm over me cheek. 'I know. I believe you.'
'Okay. All of your vitals are fine.' Doctor Manvi says. 'You'll have a sore head for a while, but other than that, you will make a full recovery. Once I've sorted your discharge papers, you can go home.'
'How long will that take?' Jesse has reverted back to madman.
'Sir, we are in the aftermath of a Saturday night in central London. How long is a piece of string?'
'I'm taking her home now.' Jesse says with utter finality. I look up at him and know immediately it's a battle not worth fighting - not if you want to live. Doctor Manvi looks at me, and I nod my acceptance.
He rises from his chair. 'Okay.' he practically sighs. He's not happy.
I lay back in a complete trance as I watch the Doctor talking to Jesse. I hear nothing. It's all a muddled garble in the