"Hell...oh— Helen. It's uh...it's quite odd seeing you on my doorstep." Akash sits in his electric scooter- a flexible little bar near his chin that he uses to move himself back from the door as a woman in scrubs stands near him- having opened the door upon her knocking.
"I've come to discuss a few things. May I come in?" She asks as kindly as she can- though he certainly doesn't deserve it. The nurse looks to him and he nods as he tilts his chin down onto the bar to back up. "Seems you have a knack for that now. After such a short amount of time."
Helen states with a slight malice to her voice.
"Well- you either learn or you don't. I'm no quitter so, you know." He cockily states and tilts the bar to the left to turn that way. "Please have a seat. Can Alana get you anything to drink?"
"I'm perfectly fine thank you." She heads over to the sofa and sits across from him- crossing her one leg over the other- which causes Akash to watch this movement with a tad jealousy on his face. "Quite the spacious apartment."
"Well I've had to downsize quite a bit to be able to get around." He tries so hard to sound calm and collected, but he knows she's doing all this on purpose. Her choice of conversation being so specific in a way to make him feel tortured because they both know he is unable to do any harm to her any more.
Physically that is.
"Ah, right. Here I thought you were becoming a minimalist." She jabs and he can't help but smirk at her.
"Fairly brave now- aren't you?"
"Yes, too bad it couldn't have occurred sooner." She leans back into the couch and watches the nurse whisper something in his ear before he nods and she steps out into the hallway. "I don't suppose she's actually that well a nurse—keep her around for the looks I bet. Least you can keep your hands to yourself now."
"Always so jealous."
"Phhh, please. If I was ever a jealous wife- you would have known about it. I wasn't blind nor stupid to your trysts. That woman you chased to Florida amongst other cities with views."
"Followed her all the way up here." He mindlessly states before shaking his head of some sort of thought. "Now- as much as I enjoy this little...reunion- I know you've come for something. So what is it, my dear wife?"
"Mmm, exactly that. Your lawyer, Fuentes—she visited me the other day."
"Ah! Good. I'm sure she informed you of what I asked her too."
"Indeed- which is why I'm here."
"Of course. Always to benefit you."
"Does it not benefit you as well? To be able to be a true bachelor for once in your life."
"Yes- because I'm fucking plenty these days." He snidely states and glowers at her.
"Good to see your sarcasm is still in tact."
"It's about the only thing."
"I would say that's a shame, but from where I'm sitting without a worry of your hands around my throat- I can't say I'm too distraught over it."
"So catty. Wow- a new sexy side to you. I can still vaguely remember the feeling of my cock swelling with want for that mouth. Mind obliging me..." He pathetically pants and she narrows her eyes.
"Pass- infinitely."
"So if Fuentes told you- why are you bothering me?" He jumps back to it and Helen leans forward on her knees and shakes her head.
"You know why. If it's money- file uncontested and we can be done. I'll even pay the $400 and you won't ever have to lift a finger again....oops...that's my bad." She snarks and he smirks.
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Intertwined
Fanfiction****Alternate Universe: New Amsterdam*** Helen Sharpe has been trying her best to simply keep her head above water. As a single mother of two teenage boys: she has to do all she can to not only keep them from burning their world down, but also find...
