Grey Skies

Chapter 28

There will be one or two more chapters left in this book (so sad). I plan on posting the chapter to my new story once I finish this book. I'm getting pretty excited writing it. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter (:

Song above came on as I was writing it and I was like wow- if there is a song to describe Iris and this book- it is this one. Enjoy.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

There is currently a lull in the office. I'm in the final week of my clinical and a little sad to say goodbye to it. I really liked some of the recurring patients here. Some of them would bring me a coffee or donut from the shop nearby before their appointment. Luckily though, my final week of seeing patients also meant my final week of seeing Meg. She is currently sitting at the desk adjacent to mine. Her curly hair is pulled back into a bun at the top of her head and she chews on the cap of a pen as she reviews patient records. She did this often, and sometimes I would accidentally use her pen and then remember that it had been in her mouth. I thought it was disgusting because she would leave it on the desk and then pick it up again and put it in her mouth. But a habit is a habit, they're not supposed to be good.

She stands up and tells me she's going to go across the street and grab some lunch and asks me if I want anything.

"Oh, I'm okay. Thank you."

"It's my treat since it's your last couple days." It occurs to me that this is as much of a celebration for her as it is for me. I bet she had this week marked off on her calendar with the word "freedom" written under my last day. Honestly, out of the two of us, it was much harder for her to have to sit through these months with her ex-boyfriend's girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend now.

If there is anything that I regret the most, it would be how Davis and I started off. It didn't sit right with me that our first kiss was when Davis was with someone else. Someone he had been with for seven years. It would have been a lot easier if he had already decided he didn't want to be with Meg before he even felt anything for me. Then again, it would have been a lot easier for the both of us if we didn't come with any baggage, but that's not how relationships usually work, especially not ours.

I smile, thinking about how I spent the first four years of knowing Davis arguing with him. I honestly do not know how we made it to where we were considering our past and everything we put each other through. I once heard that couples were meant to fight, and if you had a relationship with no fights whatsoever, however minor or extreme, that's when you really had a problem because fighting usually means both sides at least care.

Meg comes back with two sandwiches. She hands me the turkey one and opens up her roast beef. I thank her and she moves closer to my side of the table. She passes over a couple of napkins and some packets of mayo.

"So," she says, in between bites, "what are you going to do after this is over?"

"I think I'm going to pursue nursing."

She smiles at me. "Ty's mom was a nurse, I bet she's gonna love that."

My smile drops. Do I tell her about Davis and me? It is too embarrassing to join her club of a failed relationship with Davis. I decide to bite into my sandwich in order to avoid the topic, but Meg doesn't drop it.

"She usually does a little Christmas party at her house. You're gonna love it. She bakes a bunch of cookies the night before and then has a little icing station. You can hear her Christmas music playing three houses down. Oh! And she usually leaves all the tree decorating for the party as well. They have this tradition of Ty putting the first ornament on the tree whereever he wants. I guess he did it a lot when he was young and they continued it."