Our Incomplete Story

My past

okayyyy so this chapter will be discussing the past according to nina and what happened between vincent and nina. there will also be some  new characters so watch outttttt. 

nina

I was so exhausted from today I just can't wait to go home and meet them.

I check in with all the nurses and the night shift members, say bye to Rico and as I was about to leave the top floor but then I see Vincent's room. I really dont want to see him or have anything to do with him but as a doctor it makes me responsible to check up on my patients before I leave. Even though I didn't really want go in there but there was something which was pulling me to that room which I named by doctor responsibility but I wasn't able to really put a name on it.

I walk in there and the first thing I see is he's sleeping , okay thank god for that, otherwise he would start arguing with his egoistic personality. I close the curtains a bit so it isn't bright in the morning, he used to hate when the sun was too bright in the morning- WAIT! why am I even  thinking about this.Ahhhhhh anyways I would've done for that any patient right... as I was about to leave I look at his charts and scans, they look good for now. I put the blanket on his muscular body. He looks oddly different. His hair is a bit longer maybe cause he could be traveling. His brunette hair had light waves in them. His dark circles under his eyes were pretty visible and he also got a tattoo on his neck right under his ears. That wasn't there before hmm but then again it's been 7 years ... lives change. His skin still looks smooth and beautiful as it always did but something tells me that he's been travelling or maybe he just isn't taking care of himself.He looks like he has lost that smile and peace that he used to have on his face when we first met. I've missed him every single day in these past 7 years. My every breath would have his name in it. My every thought would be about him. but now I can't risk it again. I've already been broken once and I can't again. I touch his forehead lightly when I feel like his eyes opening slowly again and I back up a little since I dont want him to see any sympathy or feelings left for him. I see his hand hanging on the side of the bed and as I try to put in on the side of the bed I see something devastating ans shocking. His arm had a lot of tattoos LIKE ALOT, but what was worse was that on his hand right between his thumb and pointer finger he had our name tattooed. It had the letter N and V inside a star, maybe thats for someone else right ...and what was worse that on the wrists of his hands I see cuts. not just any cuts that we could get by getting hurt but on purpose cut, looked like from blades or glass. Oh My God what has he been doing this whole time?  was he really alone? there hasn't been a single day when I haven't thought of him and what he is doing. It hurts to see him like this. He used to be the shining , glowing face of our hospital and now he's got tattoos and cuts on his hand... my heart shatters into a million pieces , more than it was already broken.

as I walk out the his door, I see Rico standing right infront of me, with this arms crossed while wearing a cocky "know it all" smile on his face, "Why don't you just talk to him once", he asked.

"because its too much to risk and I am very happy here without him in my life." I said confidently showing no emotion.

" Okay sure, is that why you went to see him again? is that why you haven't talked to any guy in your life in these 7 years?  You can lie to yourself all you want but not to me Nina. I've literally known you all my life and I can see the desperateness in your eyes so stop lying to everyone and yourself.", he said. he seemed annoyed by me.

"Im going home Rico, see you tomorrow.", I said walking away without answering his questions because the reality was that i was still stuck on Vincent. It was as if he has done some magic on me that i just couldn't get out of.

I get in the car and drive to a local market, get 3 ice creams and go home to meet them. I didn't really have a life without them. gosh i wonder what I would've done in these 7 years without them.