Socket still bares the guilt from his sister being hurt years ago, he just doesn't seem to be able to get passed it. He wouldn't have joined the Broken Demons if it weren't for what happened, and while Evie now lives a normal life, Socket has yet to...
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"You look tired today." Immy says as I pour another cup of coffee
"I had a guy over last night and I didn't get much sleep." I shrug
"You're terrible." Immy laughs, one thing I love about her is she so much more innocent than me, she's such a sweet girl, the complete opposite to me, that's why I think our friendship works so well.
"He was terrible, I practically had to draw him a map to find my damn g spot, I'm probably going to have to find a new gym so I don't run into him again." I say rolling my eyes. I swear Socket has ruined me for other guys, the sex with him is better than any sex I've ever had, that's why I want to keep fucking him, I just don't understand why he wants to ruin a good thing by turning it into a relationship.
"Girls, we've just had a guy come in with facial lacs, can you take a look at him." Gillian, our boss says leaning against the door to the break room
"Yeah sure." I reply as I quickly drink my coffee and follow Immy out. She grabs the chart as we make our way to the room. As soon as I pull back the curtain the stench of alcohol hits my nose, it's barely 10am, this dudes hit it hard.
"Hi my names Natalie, I'm one of the nurses, can you tell me your name?" I ask as I look down at him lying on the bed. His face is a total mess, blood everywhere, vomit in his moustache, this will be fun
"Oh god." Imelda says holding her hand over her mouth and nose
"Fuck off." The man groans as he turns away from me, this will surely be a pleasure.
"Hey, you need me to treat your wounds, so I suggest you cut the attitude." I say as place my hand on his shoulder
"Go to hell." He growls
"Fine, your funeral." I shrug as I back away and pull Imelda with me
"Don't go near that guy, I don't trust him and I don't want my niece or nephew hurt." I say pointing to her flat stomach.
"Well you be careful too, I don't want Auntie Nat getting hurt." Imelda replies.
"I don't think he's in any danger unless he's got a hidden head injury, I'm gonna get him some coffee and keep and eye on him, you stay clear." I warn as I head for the break room. I pour asshole a cup of coffee and make my way back to him
"I brought you some coffee, drink up, then maybe you'll let me take a look at you." I say as I place the coffee down on the table beside him
"Fuck off whore." He groans
"I'm only a whore off shift." I smirk before walking away to the nurses station
"Did we get any info on that asshole?" I ask Lisa
"Not really, they found him in an alley beside a bar, the owner found him this morning, guessed he'd been there since closing." Lisa shrugs. I move on to other patients to give him time to sober up a little and soon enough it's time for lunch break. I look around for Imelda but can't find her
"Lisa you know who Imelda's with?" I ask
"Yeah She went to check on the John Doe with the face." Lisa replies. Damnit I told her to stay away from him. I rush over to the room and when I pull back the curtain I see the asshole has hold of Imelda's wrist
"Let go of me, I just want to check your injuries." Imelda says firmly
"Fuck off bitch!" He growls. I push myself between Imelda and the asshole and dig my acrylic nails into his hand
"Let go of her." I warn
"Fuck you!" He yells as he pulls back his arm. Before he can swing I manage to release Imelda and push her out of the way when his fist connects with my face. I immediately feel pain radiate through my face and I rock back on my feet but I manage to stay upright, but my pregnant best friend comes first
"Go! Get security!" I yell and Imelda looks stunned but she does as I say
"You carry on like that I'll give you a fuck ton more injuries to treat." I growl as I push his back down on the bed. He tries to hit out at me again but this time I block him and return with a punch of my own that has him falling back on the bed unconscious. I knew that boxing class would pay off. A few seconds later two security guards come rushing in
"It's alright boys I got it." I smirk
"I'll get some restraints." Lisa says as she stares from me to the patient and then runs off. Gillian comes up and I can tell from the look of horror on her face my face looks bad
"Get the damn cops up here and I want Andre on him, he's a big guy, he can handle him. Natalie go get checked out I'll page Dr Abbott." She says before going off to the nurses station.
"Well the X-ray looked good, nothing broken, but I need to stitch this wound." Dr Abbott says
"Bastard had rings on." I sigh, Dr Abbott is the best plastic surgeon at the hospital but I still don't want a scar on my face
"I'm so sorry Nat." Imelda cries, she's more emotional this time than when she was pregnant with Isla
"It's fine, I wanna keep that bun in the oven." I say pointing to her belly
"What happened?" Ice comes marching into the room and wraps Imelda in his arms. She tries to talk but she's crying too hard to make sense
"Care to translate?" Ice asks looking to me
"Drunk pantient, grabbed Immys wrist, I got between them and he hit me, no big deal, just guarding preggo over there." I reply, Ice let's go of Imelda and comes over to me pulling me into a hug
"Thank you for protecting her." He says
"Damn, feel these muscles, I know you're marrying the guy but can I borrow him for five minutes?" I smirk trying to ease the tension in the room
"Five minutes?" Ice smirks raising his eyebrow as he lets me go
"Sorry is that too long for you? Two minutes and you're done?" I smirk as Imelda laughs
"Just messing with you, you know I love you Ice Ice baby." I reply and he laughs.
"You want to come and stay with us tonight?" He asks
"Nah, I just need a hot bath, my vibrator and a good sleep." I reply "shit I said that out loud didn't I? Did we rule out a concussion?"
"Ok, moving on, hold still so I can numb your cheek for stitching." Dr Abbott says. Me and my big mouth.
