Oakhill Cottage

Eleven

Theo

The hospital towers into the sky above me. I enter inside, passing through a crowd of busy people. As I walk, I search each door for the supply room.

A brunette nurse wearing blue scrubs walks down the hall towards my direction. She's a smaller woman, short and petite.

Too easy.

As she walks closer, I intentionally stumble my feet so that I fall into her, catching her body from falling.

She gasps as she catches my shirt. Her eyes rise slowly to mine. Her face flushes immediately. She anxiously smiles. "Oh, uh," She chuckles. "sorry."

I slowly slide my hands into my pocket, releasing her ID badge from my hand. "No, it's my bad. I apologize." I gently tell her.

Her eyes gaze into mine as she bites her lip for a second. "It's-It's okay." She smiles at me.

"Have a nice day." I pat her shoulder gently before passing her.

I continue searching for the closet before spotting it. I enter it and exchange my jeans and t-shirt for a pair of scrubs and a face mask.

I turn the corner, watching the numbers on the wall to guide me to the right room, unlocking doors with the brunette's badge as I go.

Finally, I find the room. I step inside it to see an old man asleep on the bed. He has wires connected to his arms and chest. He wears a white bracelet above an IV that was on the back of his hand. He also had a breathing tube secured to his mouth.

He was frail. Nothing but skin and bone. If the heart monitor wasn't beeping, you'd think he was dead. I observe him with a frown.

"You don't deserve to live for what you did to her, you pathetic pig." I growl.

I grab his IV tube and disconnect it. I press the end of the tube to my lips and blow a puff of air into it before reconnecting it to his bag.

I glare down at him. "Burn in hell."

As I walk away, his heart monitor machine began beeping rapidly before flatlining.

Nurses herd into his room, bumping into my shoulder as I exit. They shout codes amongst each other in a frantic as they rush past me.

I don't look back.

. . .

Stella

The dolls and I all hang out in the girl's room, which consists of a couple couches, a large tv, a vanity full of makeup, wardrobe full with sexy clothes, and a mini bar.

We sit on the L-shaped couch. Jess and Rebecca share an arm chair. Julie sits in the lazyboy. And sarah is sitting on the floor with her back against Julie's chair.

There are quite a few unfamiliar faces in here. This gives me a chance to get to know the dolls more.

We all chat together in mini groups.

"Yeah, he stretched me out so much." The chocolate-skin doll ends her story. She's got a beautiful, thick African accent.

"Who's your favorite?" Sarah smiles while searching the room, waiting for each of us to answer.

"Honestly, I think Liam is the best." Julie shrugs.

A few girls in our circle nod their head.

"Oh, definitely!" Rebecca exclaims.

"What about you, tiny?" The chocolate-skin doll asks with a warm smile.

"Oh, uh-" I lower my gaze.

"It's obviously Theo, right?" Rebecca asks with a giggle.