The Vet Assistant

Chapter 2

Calista watched as the large group of guys walked off and she slowly let out the breath that she was holding. Once she could no longer see them, she got out of her car and raced to the library. She slid her ear buds back in and smiled softly as the music penetrated and filled her brain. Finding the books, she needed she sat at a table in the back and started doing the research she needed for her assignment, completely oblivious of the man a few tables down with black rimmed glasses and green eyes. He snuck a picture of her reading while chewing on her pen with a soft smile on her lips as she listened to whatever was blaring in her headphones. He sent it to the group then went back to trying to read.

Just a few minutes before the bell rang, she closed the books then headed to the desk to check them out. She smiled thanks and grabbed the books to leave. As she was heading down the steps something tripped her, making her tumble down the steps and the books go flying.

"While you are down there, you could help me with a little problem," A nasally voice chuckled as Calista picked herself up.

"Δεν θα άγγιζα εσάς ή το μικροσκοπικό σας πρόβλημα σε ένα εκατομμύριο χρόνια. Den tha ángiza esás í to mikroskopikó sas próvlima se éna ekatommýrio chrónia." She said irritated as she wiped the dirt off her hands onto her pants.

"What did you say Bitch?" The man fumed as he stepped on her bag.

"She said she wouldn't touch you or your tiny problem in a million years, Baggs," A deep voice said making her look up. It was the man that didn't have the lip ring. "Get off her bag now."

"Hey are you okay?" The man with green eyes and glasses asked as he handed her a couple of the books that flew out of her hands. "I'm Kota. My brother is a doctor, he can check you out. I mean he can make sure you are okay."

"What are you going to do about it, Korba?" The jerk asked, "If the suicidal looking freak wants to make a fool out of herself by being clumsy then I have every right to call her out on it if I want. Free country and all that shit."

"I have right show I professional Russian," Another deep voice chuckled suddenly behind the jerk. "Kitten, okay?"

"I'm okay," She whispered wiping her hands again and purposely ignoring the blood that appeared on the skin from the rips in her pants.

"Well lookey here, Miss Smarty Pants can speak more than one word of English," The goth guy glared when he noticed the blood on her. "Why are you bleeding?"

"Baggs tripped her," Kota and Silas explained at the same time.

"She should have been paying attention to where she was going instead of looking at those stupid books," Baggs scoffed. "I was just helping her see the error of her ways."

"And making lewd comments is helping how?" Kota asked.

"What?" Most of the men asked in unison.

"Can I please look at your wounds?" The green eyed blonde hair guy asked kneeling in front of her. "I'm Dr. Sean Green."

"He made the comment of while she was down there she could help him with a small problem to which she said she wouldn't touch him or his tiny problem in a million years in Greek."

"Here," Sean said handing her the phone that now had a cracked screen despite being in a case.

She took it from him and turned it on seeing the time, "Shit, I have to go, I'm late," She whispered panicking as she grabbed her stuff. "Excuse me," She whispered as she tried to move past them.

"Where the hell do you think you are going Bitch?" The nasally guy said grabbing her arm. "I'm not done with you."

She kicked him in the shin with her converse and when he bent over releasing her she used her scratched up palm and rammed it into his nose making him clutch it as blood poured out. She shook her hand then raced down to her car, ignoring the calls for her. She got in her car and sped out of the parking lot.

"She certainly is interesting," The grey eyed man said as Sean came over to stand by him.

"She certainly is Owen," Sean nodded, "but we won't know more with the way North is treating her."

"Now where do you suppose Mr. Taylor Sr. is going?" Owen asked as he watched Luke get in his car and leave the parking lot.

"I suspect he is going to chase after a tiny blonde," Sean chuckled. "But I suspect you already knew that and was just wondering what I thought of the whole situation."

"Perhaps," Owen said as he adjusted his tie.