Steady Hands | E.D.

Chapter 12

"Happy Valentines Day Princess." I feel his familiar arms wrap around me from behind. I put down my charts and whipped around so that I was facing him.
"Don't do that." I snapped as I started walking off to check up on my patient.
"Don't do what?" He asked as he followed behind me.
"Don't be extra nice to me because it's Valentines Day. I couldn't care less about Valentines day." I replied. It's my least favorite holiday. People celebrating and rubbing it in other people's faces because they're in love, it's crap.
"My bad, robot." He laughed. I turned around and gave him a fake glare before walking off smiling. We have been dating for almost three months now. I'm so in love with him. But Valentines day makes me hate that. It makes me hate me.
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"Time of death- 21:32" I announced before storming out of the room. If my day isn't already bad enough because it's the worst holiday in the world, I lost my patient. I stomped outside into the pouring rain, trying to get myself together and calm down before I went back inside.
"Scarlet, I saw you stomping around all angrily. Are you okay?" He called out over the loud sound of the fresh rain hitting the pavement. I rolled my eyes. Why is he here?
"Yes, Ethan. I'm fine. I'm perfectly fine so you can go back inside and leave me the hell alone!" I yelled back at him. Without saying anything, he walked over to me and he held me.
"Talk to me. You know you can talk to me." He whispered in my ear.
"I spent so many Valentines Days watching my father get drunk out of his mind and cry about how he couldn't celebrate love with my mother as he watched movies of couples going on romantic dates. He used to hit me, even worse than usual on Valentines Day. I promised myself I would never ever fall in love because I grew up watching it destroy my family. You don't need love to survive, you need no love to survive. And now, I'm looking at you, and I know I broke my promise. What I feel for you, it's love. And I know it is because when I look at you, I can feel it. I look at you- and, and I'm home." I starting getting choked up as I yelled the last sentence.
He pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed my back. He didn't say anything, he just held me. And that's better than anything he could have said, because he knows that nothing he says will make it okay. He- he gets me.
"Well I feel it too." He ran his hands through my hair.
"I'm happy. With you. For the first time- I'm really, truly happy. Thank you." I whispered in his ear before walking back into the building.

Ethan's POV
She just poured her heart out to me and all I could say was I can feel it too.
I'm so fucking stupid. She probably doesn't even know. I mean, I never told her, other than when she was dying on the operating table. But I do, I love her. I love her so much.