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Mom: Good. I believe in you. You’ve always been good at your job
Amory: Yeah, but I haven’t had to deal with Blake in years
Mom: It sounds like you’re handling it well
Amory smiles at that. She doesn’t know if it’s true, since being around Blake so much has brought up a lot of uncomfortable feelings, but at least her mom believes in her, and right now that’s really what she needs.
6
BLAKE
Blake is unbelievably horny. She hasn’t had sex since she left the US and she’s really feeling it now. Blake has always had a strong libido, but it’s never been a problem for her, she was always able to find someone pretty to fuck or she had somewhere private to masturbate.
Now, however, she has neither and she hasn’t been able to get off since she landed over a week ago. She brought most of her toys with her, but she has nowhere to use them. She considered hiding out in the bathroom last night, but there’s something about a bathroom that kills the mood and makes getting off difficult. Maybe it’s the cold tile or the fear that Amory would be able to hear her moan from behind the thin walls, she doesn’t know.
It’s not like she can do anything about it right now, though. Blake is currently at work, just very distracted, and it’s killing her. She goes around to various patients, trying to help, but after each one she can’t help but think how desperately she needs to get fucked.
Something about being around Amory all of the time is winding her right up.
She moves to another patient, administering an IV and prescribing some antibiotics. She tries to distract herself with her work and focus on the IV. After all, it’s been a while since she’s regularly stuck needles into patients’ skin. The nurses at her clinic in the US were mainly the ones who did that, only requiring Blake’s help on a rare occasion.
Now, Blake is doing things that she’s rarely done since medical school and her residency—when she was at the bottom of the medical food chain. It’s kind of refreshing in a way. Blake enjoys new things and getting out of her comfort zone or doing things that she hasn’t done in a while.
At first, she was a little anxious and worried that she’d mess something up, but now she’s getting the hang of things and has renewed confidence in her skills.
She moves from patient to patient and gets into a rhythm. For Blake, once she gets focused on her work, it’s easy to shut her brain off. She works at a fast pace, not giving herself the time to think about anything other than work.
Back home, she would try to help her patients through what’s going on by talking to them and cracking jokes, but here it’s hard; she doesn’t understand the language and a lot of her patients don’t have a good grasp of English. It makes her curse language barriers. She learned a few phrases online before she got on the plane, but she definitely didn’t have the time required to devote to learning a new language and it makes her feel helpless, especially when one of her patients, a young girl, starts crying, and there’s nothing that Blake can do to comfort her.
Blake just tries her best to do her job and get her patient out of the clinic as soon as possible so that she can hopefully feel better and be surrounded by the comfort of her family.
At the end of the day, her and Amory walk out of the clinic together. The two of them have been getting along a lot better, and Blake isn’t entirely sure why, but she’s not about to complain about it. They are a lot closer, almost friendly, and Blake is very happy with that development. She still feels bad about what she did with Amory’s girlfriend all of those years ago, but it seems like Amory has forgiven her for that and that’s all she can ask for.
Blake walks into the cabin, holding the door open for Amory, and the two of them prepare supper, like usual. Blake and Amory make some small talk while they make pasta again. There’s a lot of pasta here and after a long day of work, it’s one of the easiest things to make, so they’ve eaten a lot of pasta, adding canned vegetables and meat to try to spice it up and make things differently.
There’s not a lot of local food in their pantry, Blake has noticed, and assumes that whoever was in charge of grocery shopping stocked their pantry with more typical American foods. She can’t complain too much; it has helped with some of the homesickness, though she does enjoy the local food at lunch. It’s always a toss up at lunch at the clinic. It’s either local food or really disappointing sandwiches.
Blake opens a can of spinach and mixes it in with the alfredo sauce that they’re using for the pasta while Amory cooks chicken on a separate burner from the pasta. The goal is to have chicken spinach alfredo, and Blake is excited.
“I can’t believe your mom thinks you can’t cook,” Blake says.
“I know,” Amory says. “It’s so annoying. I love my mom, but she still acts like I’m a teenager sometimes.”
“That’s really frustrating,” Blake replies. She understands the pain of someone still thinking she’s a younger version of herself when she’s definitely changed.
“Yeah, it sucks,” Amory says, and then pauses. “I think I understand what you mean when you said that you’ve changed.”
Blake smiles at that. It’s nice to hear that from Amory. She was worried that her words didn’t get to her, but, she supposes, looking at how much better Amory has been treating her, they must have.
“Yeah, I have. And for what it’s worth, I am really sorry.”
“I know that now,” Amory says, “and it does help that I know you didn’t know she was my girlfriend.”
“It was still shitty,” Blake argues. “I knew she had a girlfriend and I still slept with her.”
“Yeah, but for the longest time I thought you had slept with her because she was my girlfriend. I thought you were trying to hurt me specifically.”
“No.” Blake shakes her head. “I didn’t know; I was just young and dumb. I didn’t want to hurt anyone, honestly.” Blake then sighs and shakes her head again. “But I still did hurt someone. I fucked up.”
