Despite ordering me into the elevator to talk about things Doctor Cooper didn’t say a word to me, just stared mindlessly at the metal doors as we moved up, I wasn’t complaining – I feel like a child in for a scolding, what was I thinking?
Running away like a coward! That is so not my style and it won’t ever be, it’s time to grow a pair and be an adult again like the adult size headache I can feel blossoming over my right eye. Also I am insanely tired, I slumped a little against the wall and jumped back when it shuddered – a deep grinding noise screeching before nothing, dead silence and no movement.
“Fuck”! Lucas looked around for a second and I could see the colour drain from his already pale face.
Still calm and cool because my fatigue wouldn't allow any reaction over mild I asked the obvious. “What? What’s happened”?
“The elevator is broken, ah shit”! He had started to pace the larger than average elevator, I put the size down to it being needed for patients on gurneys needing to be moved.
“It’s alright, there’s probably a button or something” I muttered through a yawn before I wondered over to the panel with the buttons for different floors in the building and sure enough, right under the ground floor button was a circular red button with the engraving of a bell next to it. I pushed it and it made a fuzzy sound and just like the motionless elevator it ceased to do anything which I’m thinking is not good.
I turned around and found my Doctor huddled into the upper left corner of the small metal space and my laugh died in my throat when he looked up at me with pure terror in his pale blue eyes. I sighed and sat across from him so that he felt had some space at least.
“The alarm isn’t working is it”? He guessed, I thought about lying but I was tired and he probably knows it isn’t anyway.
“No, but don’t worry this is a hospital, someone is going to notice very soon that the elevator is stuck”. He nodded and drew his legs in to his chest, looking up at the ceiling. “Claustrophobic”?
He sighed. “Yes”.
“If it makes you feel any better I’m afraid of birds”.
He laughed at that. “Birds”?
“Mmm they’re like rats with wings to me, and those beady eyes that stare into your soul, I hate it”.
“You’re just saying that to make me feel not so pathetic aren’t you”?
I scoffed playfully. “No, why should I make you feel better”?
He nodded. “True... fuck I hate these things – I swear to God I’m going to take the stairs from now on”. He shuddered while I had no energy left after my latest escape attempt and so just yawned hugely with a simple smile at how nice it felt.
His eyes flicked to me as if seeing me for the first time since we got in here. “FUCK! You can’t be in here, you need to be on a monitor you – tell me you have not taken your medication this morning”!
“Oops”.
“Shit man! This can’t happen –“ he was becoming hysterical and the urge to slap him out of it reared it's head.
“Relax you’re going to burst a blood vessel”.
“Bu-“
I cut him off making my tone firm but gentle. “No buts I’m fine and even if I wasn’t there is really nothing you can do about it so shush”.
“I can’t believe this”!
“Just relax, close your eyes and find your happy place”. I sighed closing my own eyes for a minute.
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Romantizm“Ryan – Doctor Cooper we have to sto –“ I was cut off a moan rang through my lips in reaction to his full lips skimming across my collarbone. “You know we both don’t want me to stop Pen” he panted against my neck just before he shot back up to my f...
