In Your Eyes ↦ Lauren/You

Chapter 22

I keep on staring at the Miami beach that can be seen as a view from the balcony of my apartment. It looks amazing how to sun is kissing the ocean and the sky is starting to get a little bit dark. The moon is slowly showing up and the stars are ready to shine in the sky.

My fingers are wrapped around the rails as a support and I lean my back on the metal. I take a sip on my glass with a beer in it and take a deep breath. I place another ice cubes and move my glass in a circular motion. I inhaled and exhaled the fresh air, trying to sink in everything I knew and found out this week.

It has been two days since the last time I talked to Lauren and two days since I've found out that she's marrying Luke Hemmings, soon. I haven't seen Lauren that much in the Emergency Room. I'm always letting my team to be in charge and I'm thankful that they are not questioning or asking me why I don't go out of my office everytime the rescue slash medical team is in the hospital.

And you know what really shocked me? It's when I found out that Dr. Mike or should I say, Dr. Jauregui; the man who was like my and Hailee's second father, who helped us in Boston, is also a the father of the love of my life. Funny how the man who practically adopted me told me that my older sister will be very happy to know that she will have a younger sibling, and little did Lauren know that it will be me. I don't know if Dr. Jauregui knows about Lauren and I's past relationship. I don't know if he is doing this on purpose so that his daughter can marry a man and not a woman. I still wanted to know the answers why he helped us.

I chug the rest of my beer and fill it up again. I take a seat on the bean bag I placed outside my balcony. I closed my eyes and ligthly rub my temples, trying to think of what should I do. Should I tell Lauren about me? Should I tell her that I'm her Y/N? But she looks happy now, she already planned her future with someone else who is obviously not me. She didn't even waited for me to come back. I wrote her a letter, I told her o write me and gave her the address of my Aunt in Boston. Did she even read it? Maybe she did and decided that she didn't want to continue what we had before she can see. But why did she asked me the other day if we met before?

My head is starting to ache at all the questions that's swarming in my mind. I want to go back to Boston and let her go but my gut says no, and I should stay here. Lauren is the only reason why I came back and of course, Dr. Jauregui, but I went home to Miami because I wanted to be with Lauren again. And sadly, she's with someone else now.

I was kinda expecting that the two of us will make the distance work after her operation, I was expecting that the Cuban will be waiting for me to come home then we will be planning our future together. Or if we didn't make it work, after my medical school in Harvard, I'll be going back to Miami and win her back.

I thought it was that easy, I thought everything was easy, but fuck! I was wrong.

I take another chug and after seven bottles, I can feel everything around me is spinning. I slowly get up from where I was sitting and went to my room. I slumped down on my bed and drift off to sleep.

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I groaned loudly when I heard my phone keep on chimming next to me. I decided to ignore it. My phone didn't stop for good three minutes so I decided to grab it from the night stand and flutter my eyes open. I unlock my phone and my eyes squints, adjusting from the light that's coming from my device.

I saw a bunch of texts coming from Papa J. Telling me to meet him at the lake and we're going fishing. I know we're not only going to go fishing, I know he wanted to tell me something.

I responded and tell him that I'll be there in thirty. I lock my phone and slowly slide off my bed and went straight to my bathroom and take a cold shower before heading down for breakfast.