❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤||𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠•𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒/𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹/❥

♡Hospital Alliance|Part Three♡

You sat up, looking at Michael's sleeping form beside you. It was four in the morning, and you had spent two hours with Michael at an expensive hotel. The two of you had slept together, and now - you felt horrible. You felt disgusted with yourself, and you didn't know why. You got out of the bed, getting to your feet. You grabbed your clothes and threw them on quickly.

Michael was still asleep, so you fished out a tiny piece of paper from the pockets of your coat. You looked around for a pen, eventually spotting one that laid on the bedside table - it belonged to the hotel.

You grabbed it and set the piece of paper down, scribbling on it.

I'm sorry.

You took the paper and left it on the pillow next to Michael's form. A moment passed before you buttoned your coat, walking out of the hotel room.

The tears streamed down your face as the early morning breeze caressed your face. You finally reached the lobby, quite relieved that you were leaving. A few people gave you strange looks, but you disregarded them.

You walked through the exit doors, letting out a sigh. Closing your eyes before opening them again, you whistled for a cab. Since the city wasn't busy, it was easy for you to get a taxi.

You opened the door, getting in and then closing the door. You inhaled deeply before turning to look at the driver. Telling him the address, you leaned back against the seat - shaking your head.

As the vehicle moved, your mind wandered back to Michael. You felt horrible for what you had done. Where had your determination, to keep things ethical, gone? You stared up at the sky, noticing how dark it was. There weren't many stars out, and it was clear that daylight was imminent.

After about fifteen minutes, the cab finally came to a stop. You fished out a ten dollar note from your coat pocket, handing it to the driver.

"Keep the change," you whispered before getting out of the taxi. You shut the door, and walked up to the front door of the house that you shared with your best friend.

You opened the door and walked in, instantly seeing Luisa - standing with her arms folded. Grimacing, you shut the door before turning around to face the young lady.

"Where were you?" she raised an eyebrow. "I woke up three hours ago, and tried to find you because I couldn't go back to sleep," she scoffed a little. "Only to find that you weren't in your room," she narrowed her eyes. "Now, where the hell have you been? I've been so worried about you!"

"Sh!" you groaned. "Luisa," you brought the palm of your left hand to rest against your forehead. "Can we talk about this later? I'm tired?"

"(Y/N), what the hell were you doing? You couldn't have been out shopping!" she remarked sarcastically. "So what were you doing?"

"I was...out," you huffed. "And that's all that you need to know,"

With that, you walked past her - making your way up the staircase. You were going to need all the sleep that you could possibly get.

~•♡•~

You and Luisa walked through the hospital doors, both wearing your white lab coats. You met Ruth in the foyer, and when she saw you, she frowned.

"(Y/N), you don't look so good this morning," she commented before turning to look at Luisa. "Is everything okay?"

"I don't know," Luisa mumbled. "She won't say anything,"

"Right, well..." Ruth trailed off, turning her head back to look at you. "I hope whatever happened has no effect on your performance today," she sighed before dismissing the two of you to your respective wards.

You walked into the psychology unit without another word. With your clipboard in hand, your heels clicked against the tile floor as you walked.

Several moments passed before you heard a pair of footsteps approaching from behind you. You turned around, and your eyes widened when you saw whom it was.

Michael was standing before you.

"We need to talk,"

~~~~~~
Thank you so much for reading!
Lemme know your thoughts!
Lots of love!
Isha♡
~~~~~~