Chloe Beale is head of cardiac surgery at Grey-Sloan Memorial Hospital. She is one of the best and most requested surgeons in Seattle.
She worked hard for that dream to come true.
One day a girl with massive injuries is brought into the ER. Someho...
The waiting made me sick. I was sitting next to Beca's bed just staring at her. Peacefully she was lying there with her eyes closed and her brown hair resting on her shoulders.
Still there wasn't anything I wanted but for her to wake up.
It was late a night. I had fallen asleep in the chair I'd been sitting in all day. When I felt a squeeze on my hand I slowly started waking up and yawned before I opened my eyes. "Beca you are awake!", I cheered when I realized it was her hand squeezing mine. "Hey Ginger", she whispered and put on her cute, little, badass smile.
I gave her a soft hug. "How are you feeling?", I wanted to know from her as I kneeled on the ground, so I could be closer to her face. "Better than this morning but still worse than the last weeks", she replied and let out a sigh. "I'm so sorry Becs. I placed a pacemaker though", I explained.
"No don't you be sorry you are doing the best you can and I'm so grateful", the brunette interrupted me.
I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers.
"Stay strong", I mumbled after I had let go of her. I stood up and left the room. I drove home and hopped into my bed.
As I lay there I thought about Beca, but not in the usual, innocent way. I thought about her in way I had never thought about her before. I started exploring her body in my mind and that was when I knew I wanted her, I needed her, I craved her. My hand slid into my pants and I rolled my eyes as I felt the touch. I stopped.
"No, this is so wrong. I should be thinking about Arizona", I muttered to myself and pulled the hand out of my pants.
The thought of Arizona didn't tease me in any way at this moment, so I decided to try and sleep.
The mess in my mind kept me awake for the 4th time this week.
After rolling from one side to the other and changing from lying on my stomach, to laying on my side, to lying on my back for the 100th time I decided to get out of bed. I headed to the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Ugh", I burst out, "why is it always so empty?"
I made myself a hot chocolate and sat down at the table, switching on my laptop.
I got an idea I could have gotten way earlier.
When my laptop was ready I opened instagram and searched for 'Beca Mitchell' Luckily I found her profile immediately.
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I scrolled through her pictures and once again caught myself admiring her beauty. "Damn it, Chloe", I announced and hit my head on the table, without wanting to hurt it, just for my stupidity. A text popped up on my phone.
Babe:I miss you. I'm sorry if I have been too hard on you the recent night sent 4:16am
Why was Arizona awake at this time? And why did she have to text me now? Made it even worse.
I didn't want to be too much of an ass so I chose to reply to her.
Me: It's fine. Miss you too sent 4:19am
I finished my hot drink and waddled back to my bedroom.
I was debating on whether to sleep or not, since I'd have to get up in one and a half hours anyway....
