Jamie's Survival

Twenty_Five

Nelson's POV

"I think I'm ready to face the world now, I've hidden in here long enough"Mrs Meyer smiled.

"you've come a long way.. your family will be very proud of you because I am"I said.

I felt someone watching me from the window. I know who it was. Jamie Gordon.
He was there again. I looked at window and he disappeared. I could only see his shadow lurking there.

"See you later Doctor" Mrs Meyers said and left the office

It was as if I could always sense his presence whenever he was around.
I've been so interested in him since the first day I saw him sitting in the waiting area.

I wanted to get to know him and he'd send me off to find a non-existent person. when I came back he was gone.
I regretted not asking for his number first.

When I heard he was admitted in the centre, All hope was gone because I wasn't supposed to have a relationship with a patient. I've never been attracted to a patient.
And he wasn't helping issues since he was so beautiful and easy to red.
White flawless skin, beautiful big blue eyes, Blonde hair that has grown over the months he was in here. His stubborn jaws and smooth voice that he drawled out.

I pushed him away by lying. It was a disguise to keep people from asking about my private life.
I wasn't going to tell them the slap marks was from my alcoholic mother.

She'd been to different rehab centers but once she was out, she would look for alcohol. She didn't want to help herself. She loved been alcoholic and drunk most of the time.
I wasn't expecting him to believe me but he did.

And his consolation made me realize there was no way I was going to keep ignoring my growing feelings no matter how hard I tried to.

I wanted James Gordon. The window opened again and I smiled.
Pretending to look for files, I opened the door and pulled him inside the office backing him against the wall.

"What are you doing?" I asked.
He looked at me from under his lashes and my breathe seized. He was too beautiful and he knew it.

"Nothing" he said quietly.

"You shouldn't be here... You have evening meditation" I put my face into the crook of his white neckline taking in his smell.
He smelt like lavender and was beautiful and innocent as a rose.
"I can meditate while looking at you" he held my head.
Patting my hair.

I stood straight as soon as I came to my senses.

"We shouldn't be doing this . You're my patient" I said.

"I don't want to be your patient.. I want to be something personal" He walked closer to me, pushing my head down as our forehead balanced together.

"We can't..I'm sorry"I said and walked out.
If I stayed for one more minute,I would have me against my desk fucking him ad having his beautiful body on my table.