Forbidden Love

Chapter 9

Becky is in the locker room scrubbing up in a hurry when Irin and Billy come in with coffees.

“What are you still doing here? I thought your shift started at five.” Irin says, handing her a cup of coffee.

Becky takes a sip to have a few seconds to think about a lie.

“Oh. I got held up. I had a flat tire.”

Billy frowns. “A flat tire?”

“Yes. A flat tire, Billy. It happens.”

“Who are you with today?” Billy asks.

“You know, we all have trauma today. So, the ER.”

“Ohh. Good for you to remember.” Irin smirks and gives her a small push.

“Haven’t you got patients to go to?”

Billy groans. “You’re so lame. I’ll see you later.” And he walks out while Irin stays behind staring at Becky.

The brunette only notices after a few moments that the girl is staring at her.

“What?”

“Something happened.”

“Nothing happened.”

“Come on. You can tell me, I won’t tell.”

“Fine. We had breakfast together. That’s why I was late.”

Irin opens her mouth in shock. “Ohh. That’s why you’re so tense. You so want to have sex with her again.”

“I’m not tense. I won’t have sex with her. No.”

“Oh so what? You’re just gonna go on cute breakfast dates from now on?”

Becky stops to breathe and looks firmly at Irin. “I don’t know.” Then she walks away before Irin can say something more.

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Irin, Becky, Billy, and William walk into trauma and see a bunch of men from the race coming in with bruises and bleedings.

"It’s just like the show, The Walking Dead.” Billy sarcastically says.

They instantly run away to get to their patients.

“You’ve got a nice touch.” The patient says, clearly flirting.

“You don’t stand a chance, my friend, just like my other non-friend over there.” Becky says to her patient glancing at Billy, while Billy smirks in the back of the room.

“I really think I should run some tests on you. You might have internal bleeding.” Becky says.

“No thank you, I’ve got a race to get back to.”

“Please. Just one test. You’ll be out of here in an hour.”

“Only if you let me kiss you.”

Becky frowns in disgust. “What? No! I’m your doctor!”

“Then I’m going.”

“Fine. But know that you are leaving against medical advice.” She says, pointing a finger at him.

“Such a shame I didn’t get to kiss those lips. Bye-bye, baby.” He says, walking out of the room. Becky sighs and starts cleaning up the bed and the tray. Meanwhile, Billy walks silently towards her.

“You should’ve kissed him. If he really has an internal bleeding, he will die because you didn’t kiss him."

Becky forces a fake smile. “Nice try, Billy. Weren’t you the one saying that he was just fine? Now you have doubts?”