My eyes glisten with tears as I see my dad lying on the hospital bed. I really didn't know how to make sense of the situation because so many thoughts were running into my head like nerve impulses.
I was sure I was about to break down any minute by now. "Jane" he whispers, "Please listen to me" "Give me your hand" he attempts to hold my hands but his hands are cold and shaking. "There is a box in my closet and inside that box, you will find a card" With that he closed his eyes. "Dad, what's wrong" I was shaking him but wouldn't move. Doctors came running and pushed me aside. I was kicked out of the room and I couldn't see anything. My tears were falling nonstop and I fell down on the floor. I stay on the floor for a moment, wishing I didn't have to deal with this right now. My mind can't process anything right now. All I can do now is to cry my heart out.
Suddenly I felt hands on my back and I looked up and felt relieved to see dr Rochefort"....... ............. ............" he kept talking to me but I couldn't hear anything he was saying. I was shocked when he suddenly picked me up and brought me to the on-call room. "Are you ok?" he said while he put me on a bed.
"My dad........." With that, I started crying again.
I felt his arm over my body, at the moment it didn't bother me that he was hugging me. The way he patted my back and how he knows that everything gonna be just fine was the most comforting thing to me right now. I cried so much on his shoulders that the top of his scrubs was almost covered in my tears. After crying for a solid 30 minutes I came back to reality. I broke free from him and started wiping my tears.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked walking to the small kitchen.
"Just water, please," I say, my throat feeling suddenly dry.
He nods and smiles "Okay"
He makes to his way back to me with a cold cup of water and handed it to me.
"Thank you" I half smile at him
"No problem," He says as he seat on the other end of the bed.
There is a moment of silence as we're drinking. I think he noticed that I was shaking a bit out of nervousness.
"I better head back to the department," he says as he stands up to leave.
"You should also go back to the OR" he smiles at me and left.
I never in my life imagined I would ever hug Miles Rochefort. I need to stay here to process everything. I fell back on the bed of course thinking about Miles. He didn't bother me at all, when he embraced me I even felt something between us. Maybe it was chemistry....... I quickly stand up because no way in hell I having weird thoughts about my co-workers while my dad is fighting for his life. It's weird though when I first came here to work two months ago he was mean to me and just two weeks ago he started acting nice and friendly.
Waiting in front of the OR was more miserable than I thought. I'm so impatient and I also can't stop shaking. About an hour later.
"Are you John Sterling's guardian" a nurse came up and asked.
"Ahh, yes," I said
"The operation is over"
"Oh!" my hand goes to my chest and I suddenly feel out of breath.
"Don't worry too much he's doing fine", she smiled "He'll wake up soon" She patted my shoulders and went back inside.
After Dad was moved from the OR to his room, I felt a great relief. Thank goodness everything worked out fine. He was still under anaesthesia so it'll take a couple of hours for him to wake up. The doctors informed me that I should probably go home so decided to go home. As expected Miles was waiting outside.
"Hey," he says as he half smiles.
"I thought maybe you'll need a ride, so I was waiting," he says as walks towards me.
"I don't know what's going on but you're acting a bit off," I say because I barely know him and he has been giving free rides for what? entertainment? I have severe trust issues and I don't trust this guy either.
"Maybe, because I'm interested in you," he says while smiling and I just froze.
Is this guy serious? Does he have any shame at all, he's going to get married shortly. And he's here saying he's interested in me, what does he expect that I do? Hug him? Well, I already did that. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't interested in him but I'll never tell him. This is too weird, this man is engaged to some rich girl Celine Adler. What if she finds out and comes and seeks revenge on me? I was already imagining things that she possibly do to me for stealing her man. Maybe she'll drown me or possibly throw me in jail.
"I don't know what you're up to and I'll just pretend I never heard that," I say as I walk past this man.
"Wait," he says running after me.
"Can't you just give me a chance?" he says nervously. I froze and couldn't form sentences anymore.
I turn around because what the f*ck. What chance? we ain't nothing!
"Mr Rochefort, I have no idea what you're talking and you should consider your fiancée's feelings too" With that I planned to leave. I was shaking badly, is he confessing his feelings for me? Never have I ever had someone confess their feelings like this to me. I mean is this some sort of a sick joke? Because I'm not buying it!
He attempts to grab my hand but I jerk them off. A snowflake fell between us and it started to snow. Snow...snow... snow I hate the snow, everything in my life that I loved began with the snow and it ended with it too.
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Love is an illusion
Dragoste"If someone loves you, they'd never put themselves in a position to hurt you" . . . . . . *Not edited*