Serenity | Fragile Hearts

chapter 20- nervous

Aila

After the whole ordeal, I took a sick day and left. The whole thing startled me. Shook me to my core. There weren't enough things to say about it.

One would experience strong feelings of of freight in the current situation. However in the moment my mind focused on something else- the way Grey looked at me with pure fury and anger.

I never thought it would affect me that much. Seeing him so upset caused a cauldron of guilt to bubble inside me.

I honestly didn't mean what I said. It all came from a place of anger. It was the heat of the moment and I let it get the best of me.

I felt guilty. Behind the walls of his fury lied sadness.

I'd known that feeling all too well. It wasn't something you could throw aside, no matter how much you did- party, alcohol, you name it. Nothing numbed it.

Again, I spoke from experience.

Which was probably why I recognized it immediately.

And it made me feel like shit.

Sometimes the toughest people have the most fragile hearts.

...

Ms. Rosie had Sofie out for the day, so I decided to just relax at home. Shock was wearing off and I was now starting to feel the after effects of what happened earlier.

My body shook rapidly as the PTSD flooded my head. Specifically from when Blake would do similar things to me.

Those times I'd fear for my life. The moments I prayed for anyone to come save me. Fear of what would happen if died and my daughter was left in his care.

Fear and trauma are two things that can never leave you. You can minimize them all you want, but in the end its hard to eliminate completely.

My phone ringing brought me out of my thinking.

I saw it was a random number, but nevertheless still answered.

"Hi Aila." a deep voice sounded through the phone. I immediately recognized it as Ronans.

"Hey." I said in a soft voice.

"How are you feeling?" He asked in an concerned tone.

"I-I'm doing fine. I just needed a break after this morning." I said, my voice wavering as tears filled my eyes.

"Aila." he said in one of those "don't give me that" tones.

"Yeah"

"I have a teenage daughter, and I can confirm that whenever they say they're "fine" they're actually not." He said in a soft, caring tone. "If something is bothering you, you can tell me."

It was silent between us for a few seconds.

"I-Im just in shock still. It should wear off soon." I told him hoping he'd buy it.

"Well, I'm here if you need to talk about it." He said in a fatherly tone. It was reassuring and made me feel safe.

"The reason why I'm calling is because Grey was right, that place is a shit show. I'm calling to offer you a nursing position at the place Grey and I work. It's completely private, safe, and pays extremely well." He started off.

I felt overwhelmed. This was such a big opportunity. Of course I wanted to take the job.

But would Grey like that?

"W-wow that's such an amazing offer. Thank you so much Ronan. Unfortunately I'll have to decline the offer though." I said as much as it pained me to.

"What? Why?" He said immediately.

"I-I just don't want it to be a conflict of interest."

He sighed. "Look, Grey needs to get his head out of his ass. In his sensible state, he'll agree that that's the safest option for you and your daughter. Right now he's not thinking straight, and I hate to shit on my own kind- but that's just men."

I chuckled.

"Listen, take the rest of the day to think about it. If you decide you want to take it, meet me at the address I'm going to send you,  tomorrow morning at 9am."

"Ok, I will. Thank you so much, again. I really appreciate it."

"Of course. And I'm serious, if you need to talk, please don't keep it in. I've seen firsthand how it can affect the people I care about. You can always talk to me."

That made me want to cry. I never had a man like that in my life who gave me that reassurance.

"T-th-an-k you Ro-nan" I said in between sobs.

"Of course."

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Ronan

To say I wasn't concerned would be lying. Look, it was pretty obvious that both of them had something for each other.

And as a person on the sidelines, they were perfect for one another.

But sometimes they needed someone to step in and mediate for when their brains got stuck up their asses.As much as they may hate to admit it, they were both good for each other.

Aila was perfect for Grey. She brought out his humanity side more often. From caring for her to her daughter- I'd never seen him so involved before.

She was a hardworking person as well. Being a single parent isn't for the weak, which leaves me imagining how she did it all on her own at such a young age, AND in school.

Only proving she's invincible. I admired her for that.

But I wouldn't lie and say that our convo didn't concern me. Was I a doctor? Yes. Was I a dad and had some minor experience in females? Yes. But coming from someone who also analyzed behaviors of some of the worlds best assassins, I picked up everything wrong in our conversation.

She was scared. Terrified. And something was still bothering her.

Grey walked in my office and sat down in one of the leather chairs in front my desk chewing on a protein bar while he scrolled on one of the clinic iPads.

"What have to been up to?" He asked, as he continued on chewing.

"Nothing. I just offered a nurse a job." I told him proudly with a sly smile as I leaned back on my chair.

He didn't have the same look on his face. "I didn't know we needed nurses."

"I thought we should change it up a bit" I said with a shrug.

He stared at me and gave me a "no you didn't" look.

"Oh yes I did." I challenged.

He looked furious. "Are you fucking serious?" He almost screamed out.

I nodded confidently. He finished his protein bar and practically slammed the wrapper in the trash as he turned to walk out.

"Grey." I yelled out to him before he could walk out completely. He halted and turned on the heels of his foot and gave me a look.

"I don't know what it is, but she's struggling right now. Get your shit together and keep an eye on her."

Immediately without missing a beat, his face contorted into concern.

But then it changed to a deadly, murderous look.

One even satan was afraid of.

And that wasn't good.

A/N hope you enjoy :)