Steady Hands | E.D.

Chapter 3

   We have been working in the hospital for a week now and unfortunately Ethan is still trying to figure me out. I now know a lot about him, because he NEVER shuts up, but I refuse to tell him about myself.
    "Just tell me something!" He begged as we ate in the cafeteria. "Why won't you tell me?"
   I looked down at my food. "Simply because you don't need to know." I said confidently. That was a lie. I don't let people in. I don't need to tell anyone about my screwed up family or how I've been hurting inside my whole life. I'm scared to let him in. Everyone I let in and love leaves.
   "I told you that I'm from New Jersey. I told you my birthday is December 16th. I have a twin brother named Grayson, a 19 year old sister named Cameron. I'm terrified of stomach aches. I love pineapple pizza. Tell me things like that." He said sweetly. I scrunched my nose.
   "Pineapple on pizza should not be a thing. That's gross." I laughed.
   "Don't change the subject." He replied firmly. I don't understand what he wants from me. I'm nothing special. At all. Why is this guy even talking to me?
   "I'm also from New Jersey. I um, I have a brother. He's- he's 27 now I think. I'm scared of people leaving, and I'm scared of bugs. I love pizza too, but I refuse to eat pineapple pizza." I sighed. That's basically the most I've told anybody about myself in a long time. Ethan smiled.
   "See? Was that so hard?" He laughed. I smiled and shook my head. You have no idea how hard that was. Our pagers went off and we abruptly stood up to check them. It was Dr. Shepard, 911. We exchanged nervous looks and sprinted through the hallways to the O.R. Where he was.
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    "Dr. Shepard?" We panted, carefully stepping into the room where he was performing a very risky brain surgery. The patient was flatlining.
   "Lorraine, scrub in and give me suction. Dolan, start CPR." He ordered. Scrub in??
   "But Dr. Shepard, we've only been here for a week, we're not supposed to be scrubbing in yet!" I claimed nervously. He gave me a look, and without saying anything I rushed into the scrub room and cleaned my hands and forearms. I looked through the window to see Ethan pumping on the mans chest. Damn, his arms are huge.
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    I held the suction carefully, obeying everything Shepard said. I started to think about my conversation with Ethan earlier- when I told him about myself. I lied to him. My hands started to get a little shaky as I thought about it.
   "Lorraine! Steady hands!" Our attending said sharply as he worked away at our patients brain. I quickly snapped out of it and held myself together.
   I don't know what's going on. I usually have no problem lying about myself to people. I always have steady hands. But him, he is putting that all at stake. I need to get away from him.

*Oooo what did she lie about?? Is it something bad? Stay tuned to find out😏
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