JANUARY 1, 2020

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January 1, 2020

Last night did not go according to plan. Though, I don't know if there was a plan to begin with.

I broke one of my rules: no sleeping with attendings. No sleeping with someone who matters. I'm fine sleeping around. Everyone knows it. I've made a name in this hospital as the type of person that you can hit up for a good time. I've made my rounds and everyone knows this about me. But last night, I broke that rule. Confident as ever, I walked up to Britt because Gracie left me. Gracie is the person that I cling to during parties. She doesn't mind my presence beside her and she always will talk to me and include me in her other conversations. But she ran off to spend her last night with Foster. Things aren't golden between them anymore and the sex isn't as mind-blowing and life-altering, or whatever she called it, as it was once. (Side bar: she's not the romantic I would have assumed her to be. Too practical for that. Though, she is flirtatious enough. She does like to indulge me in some of my less restrained commentary from time to time.)

When she left me alone I made my way over to Britt. Britt had been with Foster and Morrison, but Morrison left and Gracie took Foster. Only Britt and I were left.

The longer I talked to Britt, the more I realized that I liked her and when we were counting down to midnight, she was just there. But she noticed that I was there before she did because she took me by the wrist and led me into a closet and I'm not even kidding when I say that she pulled her shirt off and put my hands on her breasts. Damn if I had any objections, but I didn't see it coming. We'd hardly even taken notice of each other before. At least, I hadn't. Gracie's tumultuous love life was enough to keep me sufficiently preoccupied. If not her love life, at least her company.

I fucked her in the closet and she said something about keeping it a secret and I asked if I could tell Gracie. I can't tell if she was annoyed or hurt by my comment, but she was definitely one of them and it made me feel guilty so I gave her my number. This morning I woke up and she told me that I could fuck her again if I took her on a date. For some reason: I said yes.

I wonder what happened with Gracie and Foster?

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