Save My Sparkle (Completed)

8. A Pull

I sit back. "Alright deal that wouldn't be hard and I have nothing to hide."

I have not shared with hardly anyone my story on what happened since the accident. A part of me just never could, but there is something about this man that has me so ready to spill. I don't think it is because I feel sorry for him or think he needs to be bribed into doing something but he seems guienely curious.

A pull.

That is what I feel for Nicolas Winters and I never thought I would feel such a thing in my life. I have believed that my life is cursed because I didn't pay enough attention. Maybe that is why I am so hard on paying attention to details now no matter how fine of detail it may be.

Here I thought I seen him as a challenge and I went over so many case files since seeing him in the store. Sure it is a challenge to get him to get his family to knowing for the support he will need and I feel he will get from them. Then again the case files I went through proved to myself I have had difficult patients before that is why I see it as a pull to Nicolas Winters.

This man had me melted and just so curious on him in such a short amount of time. I do see denial there in him but now too in some weird way I can tell it is like he is wanting to protect his family from such sad news to be coming up since the doctor is so sure this will just progress based on the notes I have access too.

I wonder if the accident never happened would my family be so close like that? Because I only hear about all the things my sister needs and that is where my focus should be when not at work. I lost any social life the day of the accident. There is no cheer or jolly at home and home seems like an illusion as it is a mere place to eat barely and sleep. I eat more here at work on lunch break.

Nicolas walks next to me as we make way to the oncology floor. He is the ever so gentleman to hold the door open and insist I walk in first.

I stand by as Nicolas speaks with the front desk and a nurse comes out as she listens to him then I tell her my side. They pull Nicolas in the back and perform the simple blood draw after vitals. Once it is done the nurse tells us she will have the results back in maybe an hour or more.

Nicolas looks at his watch and grimaces some.

"What's wrong?"

He shakes his head. "Nothing, I'm just going to stay here."

I scrunch my eyebrows because I am pretty sure it is not nothing.

"Don't give me that look." He chuckles lightly and sits in the chair in the empty waiting room. "I know my mom should be on break any minute and no one knows I am in the hospital today."

"Ah. Makes sense now." I nod and then hold my hand out to him. "Come on. I got microwave meals we have to eat something for lunch."

Nicolas stands but doesn't take my hand. "I would pull you down."

"I am stronger than I look."

"Of that I have no doubt."

I look to him to see him have a soft smile on his face.

Together we walk as I take him back to my office and once inside, I walk over to the doors that look like a cabinet area but it is like a personal mini kitchen. I open the freezer and check over the options. I find one that is just right for his meal plan the doctor has been wanting him to follow so I heat two, one for each of us. Wouldn't be fair if I was to have something else that he really shouldn't have.

"So good news is it doesn't look like you lost any weight when the nurse done your vitals before the test." I turn my head and see that Nicolas is standing by the window looking out.

He hums and I don't think his mind is actually here and with me in the present as his eyes seem to watch the light snow fall.

"Nicolas?" I say his name when I lay our food on my desk.

He doesn't respond.

"Hey." I whisper when I step up beside him and this time he turns his head. "Want to talk about it?" I offer.

It has been a long while since I have seen anyone having an internal battle. Nicolas looks like he currently going through that with how sad his eyes look and it makes my chest physcially ache with the look of a troubled man. I haven't took the time to look him over but now that I have I can tell ever little detail of his features, his eyes that always seem to hold a sparkle to them now seem to be troubled. His body is honestly just perfect, not buff but not the overly skinny body either just a fit build.

"I am good, besides you said you would share your story." He takes a quick look back outside and then back to me.

"Come on, foods ready." I smile and turn to the desk where he follows and sits in the chair in front of the desk where I placed his meal.

In a way, it feels like I am at square one with him not giving in and talking but I don't want to over push him either. There is still many things I don't know about Nicolas Winters and I could not even imagine the fear or thoughts going through his mind when facing the things he could be right now and with how close he is with his family from the talks we have held and I know of him family means everything to this man. One thing I do admire and wish I had the closeness with my family once more.

After a few bites of our food, I go through explaining what happened when I was sixteen and the wreck. Nicolas listens and is quiet while nibbling on the food in front of him.

"So that is one reason why Christmas is a holiday we haven't celebrated in years. Because from right before that Christmas on all my parents remember the most is the pain and fear we lived through not knowing if my sister would make it. This year there is a chance that guy who was drunk could get out of jail and it is hitting even harder on my parents. It has made me a little bitter on the holiday but I now have to take care of my sister and don't get to enjoy the holiday."

"Everyone should be able to celebrate, sounds like the ones around you lost the spirit but it doesn't seem like your sister wants that since she wanted the lights this year." Nicolas muses lightly.

"Yeah those lights had a major hissy fit thrown over them until my sister mumbled lights." I sigh and sit back in my chair.

"I think if you had someone to celebrate the holiday with you would enjoy it once more."

I hum and nod slowly. "Maybe but I can't have that now."

"Yes you can Natalie. Everyone can have joy just find the ones to make you happy."

I narrow my eye a little and laugh lightly. "Maybe you should be the one behind this desk."

Nicolas chuckles and it makes me giddy that I could do that. The more time I spend with Nicolas the more a pull forms and I am so interested in him.

How can one person going through what he is think of others so selflessly? If anything we need more Nicolas's in the world, he is a man of very few and I can't get enough time just talking to him.