You're Mine, Forever

You're Mine, Forever ~ Chapter 32

I was looking at an empty space, stirring my now cold green tea over and over again. I had been waiting for almost an hour for Eric to pick me up from work but still I didn't received any calls from him.

It has been that way for the past two weeks. Either I took a cab home or he would send someone to pick me up. He has been so busy working and I was busy missing him.

"Why are you still here?", Jodel, she came back inside the pantry to get a sandwich after receiving a long endorsement.

"He didn't call me yet", I frowned, getting worried.

"Do you want me to take you home? I can excuse myself for a while", she frowned.

It was late, almost nine at night and she knew I didn't bring a car with me.

"No, it's okay Del, maybe he'll send someone tonight or I'll take a taxi."

"There's a storm coming Nic, I don't think it's safe for you to ride with a stranger."

"I'll be fine. I'll just wait another ten minutes then I'm gone. Don't worry about me. How's bed 42?"

She sighed, a sad look crossed her features.

"Dr. Raymond said he wouldn't make it."

"I'm sorry to hear that", I was stricken.

A little boy of seven was losing his battle with leukemia.

She took a deep breath. "Well that's life. Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win."

I smiled.

"That's what David used to tell to us", I was referring to our previous patient of 13, who passed away a year ago due to the same condition.

"Yeah. He's an angel. They all are. Well, I gotta go now, need to check the narcotics. Call me when you get home, okay?", she kissed my cheek.

"I will", and waved her goodbye.

When she was gone, I stood up and threw my remaining cold tea on the sink. There was no point of waiting here. I got to get home.

I washed my cup and headed over to my locker and took my things out.

While inside the elevator. I leaned over the glass wall and closed my eyes tightly.

God, I miss him.

He had been working so much that we didn't see each other anymore in that big house of his. For two weeks we didn't sleep together. It was either he slept in his study room or inside his office. For four nights he slept there, calling me that he wouldn't be home for the night.

Am I losing him? Oh my, why am I saying this?

He was never mine in the first place.

My heart aches, I was getting paranoid thinking about him. About us.

Maybe he's really busy, didn't he told me that before?

The elevator door opened and the cold night wind was blowing so wild. There was a storm alright. The rain was pouring heavily. I hugged myself and clutched my shoulder bag towards my chest, covering it with my jacket which I wished was thicker.

I headed towards the entrance door. The security guard nodded his head at me and I smiled at him.

By the time I was out, the cold wind almost blew my umbrella off my hands.

"Shit!", I cussed. Now I was all wet. I squinted my eyes against the pouring water and harsh wind. Wishing to get back to the ICU but it would be embarassing to walk the lobby with my clothes soaking wet.