Doctor, Doctor, Can you fix my broken heart?

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

For the next few days I couldn’t help but think about what Lexi had said to me.  Maybe we could make each other feel better about our shitty exes sometime. I still couldn’t figure out if she meant anything sexual by it or if she was just trying to be a friend. The hopeful, idealistic part of me believed that she wanted me, that my fantasy was real. The other, pessimistic, and extremely cynical part of me believed that she was just trying to be nice, and as that part of me was the majority of my personality I had generally managed to convince myself that she had no romantic interest in me at all. Although every so often whilst I was working I would catch Lexi’s eye and she would give me a small smile, or blush a little when she realised I had caught her staring. My head hurt, I had never been so confused about someone in my life. Being the one that always took charge of relationships I had been in there was never any confusion, there was never any doubt in my mind. I always went for what I wanted and took it, but this time it was different. I didn’t know why, and I couldn’t explain it but there was just something about Lexi that had me questioning everything about my abilities to seduce people into my bed. Maybe it was because I worked with her, everyone knows that it is the worst idea to get involved with someone you work with, and every nurse I ever met had always told me to never get involved with a doctor. Our timetables never matched up and you would never see them.  Or it could be that when I seriously thought about it, I knew with absolute certainty that I did not want a relationship, it was something I had promised myself, and Lexi seemed a person who I could get close to more than once. I would not be hurt again.  So I decided this attraction to Lexi was purely sexual, but having a one-nighter with someone who you saw at work, still not the most intelligent of ideas.

“Jenn, did you still want to go to the phone shop?” a voice startled me out of my musings; my eyes were drawn to the girl opposite me. Kate, a friend from university was looking at me with confusion on her face, clearly I had completely zoned out of the conversation to think about the one woman that had been plaguing my thoughts for the last few weeks.  “Well? You did tell me yesterday that your contract ran out and you wanted a new phone.”

“Yeah. If that’s ok with you, I wanted to get it this week. My old one is a pile of crap, the screen keeps freezing. I’ve had it since I was a student, so I thought probably a good time for a change.”

Kate laughed, “Oh Jenn seriously? Why have you not got one before now? It’s been like five years since we left uni.”

“Four and a half actually.” I replied indignantly, “And it worked well enough I just didn’t see the point in getting a new one.”

Laughing again Kate stood up from the little coffee shop table we were sitting at. “Keep your hair on. Honestly Jenn what is up with you? Your either seriously PMS-ing or your freaking out about something and taking it out on everyone.” I frowned and followed Kate out the coffee shop, she was right I was being a bitch, all because Lexi had said that stupid comment that had me over thinking everything. Resolving to flirt shamelessly with the next person I saw to get her out of my head, I followed Kate along the high street in the heat of the afternoon sun.

“So how’s work going?” Kate asked as we wandered towards the nearest phone shop, I was hoping she wouldn’t ask, and had been carefully trying to steer the conversation in any direction but work. Being that Kate was a paramedic that had been very difficult as all we really talked about was work.

“Ok I guess.” I muttered in reply not really wanting to think about work, because that only led to one thing.

“I bet that whole thing with Logan Tredwell really screwed up the ward. I saw in the paper they made out you guys just handed him the keys.”