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It was a warmer sensation, a hotter sensation, threatening to consume me entirely if I didn't fuck her. All the worries and problems disappeared. Truth is, I would have fucked her right there and then, without a thought, and something tells me it would have been the best fuck of my life. And that it wouldn't have been enough.
I stop at the entrance of the ER. "I'll park the car and meet you inside."
She opens the door and slips out of her seat. "Listen, thanks for driving me here, but you don't have to come inside."
"I don't want you to be alone. Who knows what might have happened?"
"Please don't come in. That would be weird. And I can only handle so much weirdness in one night."
Now she's calling our kiss weird? "Hazel?—"
"I appreciate your help. But I'm good now." Without another word, she shuts the car door and rushes into the hospital.
I drum my fingers on the steering wheel, confused. I get why she doesn't want me to go in with her. I'm not her boyfriend. Hell, I'm not even her friend. I'm her boss, who, according to her journal entries, is a giant asshole to her daily. I also didn't handle things properly tonight.
What I don't get is why I want to go in. I know why I shouldn't.
I park the car and walk inside. Finding a public restroom, I wash my hands and splash cold water on my face.
Tonight, I'll ignore all the rules and conventions. Hell, I already have by finger fucking her earlier. I don't always say the right things at the right time, but driving away would be wrong.
I'll deal with the consequences later… whatever they may be.
10
Hazel
"Dad," I say, hugging him.
He's in a room with a few other people, the beds separated by curtains, and I sit on the edge of his bed. I take a good look at him. Poor Dad. He's hooked to an IV, and I see the machines next to him with his vitals.
"What happened?" I ask.
"Honey, I'm okay. I just had a bad night. I ate some fried chicken after you left and started feeling sick."
"And you weren't before?" I remember him asking about aspirins.
"A little, but I didn't want to say anything and worry you. I thought it could be a heart thing."
A heart thing? "Dad, something bad could have happened.”
Man, things sure escalated quickly. Before I left, he asked for an aspirin. He looked fine, and now I wonder how long he wasn't feeling well. My dad can be a good actor. For him to call an Uber because he was in too much pain, though… Sadness fills my chest.
A woman in her thirties wearing dark blue scrubs comes in. "Hi, I'm Nurse Amy. How are you?"
"I'm okay. How's my Dad? What happened?"
"We're running some tests. Since he has heart disease, we'll ensure everything is good with him. Most likely, it’s a gallbladder attack. We'll take him for further imaging in a few minutes."
"Will he be okay?"
"Yes. Take a deep breath," she says. “We're taking good care of him, I promise. Now, we'll take him in for an ultrasound and bring him back. You can wait in the waiting area."
"Sure."
I go to the waiting area and try to remember that this is going to be okay. The pressure of having only one living parent has been present in the last couple of years, but it doesn't look like he has anything horribly wrong, so I need to calm down.
With that in mind, I sit in a chair. The room is mainly empty, except for a couple talking to each other on the other side.
