Beyoncé is Shawn's biggest puzzle. As a brilliant chief of neurosurgery, his mind and feelings go berserk when he meets the sweet 23 year old. The moment her case lands on his desk, Shawn sets up a goal: solving this girl's mystery. What she doesn't...
I am so sick. The sickest person on earth. A perverted old man. Whenever I'm around her I feel the need to just take her to my office and show her how much of a gifted man I am. And the biggest problem is that I didn't make any progress on her case because she has an incurable illness. Yet here I am, wondering if I should visit her and make her dreams come true and be her boyfriend. She didn't say this per se but you don't need to be a mastermind to get the hint. This would turn out good if I could cure her...also if I were younger. Well, I'm not that old, technically. I am just 33 years old but being attracted to a 23 years old, that's got to be sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. Yet I can't stop making lousy jokes that she seems to love or complimenting her about how beautiful she is. It's been a week ever since she came into my care and the only thing I want to do to her involves an orgasmic outcome. I'm acting like a horny teenager around her when I should do my best in finding a cure. I am looking for the cure, not sleeping more than two hours a night is the confirmation of my search. Even if I didn't find more than what I already know, our relationship is on a bigger level. She opened up to me yesterday about some of her wishes. Beyoncé told me that she shaved her hair to make the tests easier and she hated having big chunks of missing hair so she decided to just get rid of all of it. She also wants to have a family of her own but the future has been out of her picture ever since she has been diagnosed. And I will make sure I change that.
Today is an exceptionally rainy day with thunders that are louder than ever and big streams of light fire up along the sky. I try to not get worked up when I walk to her room but I can't wait to see her. We didn't get much time alone because her parents are glued to her ass all day and I hope I can get a few words with her alone.
As I open the door to her assigned hospital room I can't stop myself from smiling. She now has beautiful honey hair. The deep waves fit her face perfectly and it brings her eyes out. A part of me wants to believe that she got this dressed up for me but I can't go there, it's not my place to want her or to make her do anything to impress me. I'm not that good because I don't even know if I can save her.
"Shawn are you okay?"
Her deep voice snaps me out of my trance. I can't believe I just stood there like a dumbass staring at her. I crack up a smile.
"My apologies, I'm short on hours of sleep." I chuckle nervously. She touches her hair and offers me a big smile. She is wearing some sort of lipgloss and it's giving her lips a red tint. The color makes her lips look even plumper. I gulp as a thought crosses my mind. The thought of kissing her, of feeling her on lips on my-
"You can take a nap if you want." She says as she grabs my hand. I realize that while I was daydreaming I walked closer to her bed and she just happened to grab my hand. I quickly take back my hand and that makes her smile drop. I look around the room and I realize that we are alone.
"Where are your parents?" I ask and she looks out the window.
"My mom thought that dad will stay with me so she went to get me sushi from this far away restaurant. And dad thought that mom went to the cafeteria to get me some food so I sent him to get me slippers from this shop that's also far away. That should give us thirty minutes of private time." She says as she turns her head back in my direction and that beautiful smile is back on her face but it is forced this time. Fix it, Shawn!
"You know, I also wanted to get to spend some time with you alone." And as soon as I say that I want to die. Her eyes open up like plates and she giggles. Beyoncé nods as she takes the cover off her body to show the black velvet dress she had on. Damn, does she have a figure. "I didn't mean to say that, I-"
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