It Is Just The Beginning

Chapter 6 - Paris' problems

Nurse of Paris POV

"Hi, I'm here to see Paris Zamora."

This guy was holding a huge bouquet of all kinds of flowers as he approached the counter.

He was quite dashing. He had bright green eyes that were just beautiful. His muscles were a little too big for me. I guess I like skinny guys.

After admiring him, I led him to the Pacu where she was recovering. Since he had the flowers, I assumed he was family.

I opened the door and took him through the curtain where her bed lied. She was just waking up. The man sat down in the chair next to her.

I stay by her bed, fixing her IV pump so that she is in a more comfortable position. I still stay to make sure that she ok when she wakes up.

As she starts to open her eyes, she looks at her visitor. You can see that she is relieved, but confused. Her eyebrows get closer together as her forehead crinkles.

He quietly responds to her facial expression "Hi, I brought you some flowers. I didn't know which ones you liked."

How would he not know if he is family. I pretend like I'm fixing more of her wounds and fixing her tubes because I'm eves dropping.

"Why are you here?" She questions him. She looks confused, but happy. But why? If he is family, then she would want to see him. What if... He isn't family. Is she a hoe or something?

"Because I care about you," he says softly. I can't stand to look at this. It's kind of disgusting. I guess I don't like romantic things. But it's none of my business. I start to walk away, out of the room to check on my next patient.

"But you are my teacher, I only have known you for a day," I can't help but hear that as I walk away. That is really disgusting. Is he a molester? I don't know what to do. Should I go in there and tell him to leave? No she didn't call for help and he hasn't said anything threatening. I'll just keep and eye on it.

Paris POV

Why is he even here? I kinda like it though. But I know it's wrong. It's kind of scary actually, since I don't really know what he is capable of. I watch the nurse close the curtain and leave the room. I want her to come back because it is awkward.

He tells me that he cares for me. Does he really? I wanted to call for the nurse but my voice is, for some reason, really hoarse. I try to sit up to see if it will make it feel better.

I engage my abs that I dream of having. OMG my back! It stings as I feel my wound stretching. I lean back against my elbows so it doesn't stretch as much. I can feel the breeze air out my wound wrapped in bandages.

My voice still hurts. I don't want to try to scream or it will look like I am struggling to get away from him.

He has been staring at me the whole time. When he sees that I'm sitting up, he places both hands on my collar bone, pushing me back down to the bed. Does he not know that my back is burned to the bone. Is he going to choke me? My hands get hot. They always get warm when I am overwhelmed. I start to get a little sweaty, like I'm..... Horny.

What is going on? He unexpectedly jumps right on top of me. Am I scared? Or am I nervous? I don't know what to do. I'm speechless. He slowly moves his mouth towards mine and I find myself moving mine towards his. Why am I doing this? Do I really want it?

We start off slow as his hands are around my neck. I'm still scared about that choke. He proves me wrong as his hands start to slide down to the side of my boobs. Crap I don't have a bra on. It feels kind of funny.

He goes faster. Faster. Faster. OMG what do I do? I'm basically choking. My body is getting hot. Don't fight it Paris don't fight it Paris. I can do this. Just go along with it.

After a minute, he stops kissing me. He looks down at his pants. He rushes to rip them off or at least pull them down. He lifts my hospital gown. I have no underpants on underneath! Why? I can feel that my wound goes all the way down my back. Maybe that's why.

Is he going to put it in? He can't! I can't do this!

"NURSE! NURSE! HELP! HE'S RAPING ME!"

The nurse barges into the room ripping the curtain down. She doesn't even bother to call the other nurses who are stronger.

She immediately pulls out a tazor. What is she going to do? My teacher is still on top of me. I can barely move because of my wound and of how scared I am. I don't want to get tazed!

He looks like he is having a seizure right on top of me as he gets zapped by my protective nurse. He immediately is frozen after his shock. My nurse literally kicks his dead body off of my limp body.

My eyes get glossy. Tears form. I try to hold it in, but my lips quivers uncontrollably, making it even more noticeable. What did I just do? I made out with my teacher! He almost took my virginity! How does this happen in a hospital?

The nurse wraps her arms around me. It comforts as I watch the stronger nurses come in my room in shock. The try to be professional and drag out the horrid man from my room by his legs. My life was almost ruined. I love my nurse for saving me.

Her arms unwrap from around me as she looks me in the eyes. On her radio she calls for the other nurses to call the police to take my teacher in custody.

Twenty minutes of her sitting with to me made me feel life I was in a force fields. I see two police officers walk by my door to find a man knocked out on the floor in the hallway where the nurses are supervising. What did I cause? Did I do this? I couldn't have.

After the police dragged my teacher off of the same floor I was on, the nurse looked at me and solemnly said, "Honey, please don't be scared," I felt relieved when she said that to know that someone knows what I'm feeling.

All I did was nod. I did not feel like talking.

"You have melanoma, skin cancer."

...What?...