Nursing Elle

When things go good

"Ethan... Thinking you could run away from it all."

She refilled her glass, brushing her frizzy hair apart from her face.

"South Martel Avenue." She breathed.

It was far from here. She would have to be sure he was there. He could just be a passerby for all she knew. She doubted he was but one had to get the facts right.

She walked up to the dusty telephone by the corner.

Who to call? Her mind lingered on an old friend. She decided against it. Only family would handle this matter delicately.

She punched in the numbers and waited expectantly for the call to go through.

"Hello?"

"Hello, brother."

"Why are you calling? Feeling lonely?" Sarcasm.

"Can't I just call to say Hi?"

"You're not calling for that. It's been two months. Spill Agatha."

"Ok, Alex. I believe Ethan is in Los Angeles."She confessed, walking leisurely around the corner in a circular manner.

"Seriously... You're not ready to let go of your silly obsession, are you? You cheated on him and you still want to keep him. Agatha,  Grow up."

Agatha rolled her eyes. Unbelievable! Just one simple task and all he could say was tell her to grow up. Unbelievable!

"Are you going to do it or not Alex?" She spat into the phone, getting tired of her brother's little game.

"Even if he's in Los Angeles. I doubt I'll go searching each house for your estranged Fiance."

Of course. He was always the one to pull her down. Luckily, the news had given her enough information.

"South Martel... He's in South Martel." She disclosed, her lips parting to form a smile.

"Wow, Agatha. Your stalker abilities are off the charts."

Dick!

"I wish. I saw him on the news. Something about a girl drowning."

"It's on the news?"

"Not my problem. Just do what is needed. I'll be coming soon."

"Coming soon? You're coming?"

He sounded dumbstruck. It sent the vibe that he didn't want to be around her. It hit her hard but Agatha was a fighter, a shameless one. That wouldn't put her down.

"Of course. If Ethan is there. I have to step up my game."

"What game?"

"To take back what's mine!"

***

Elle

The perfect moment? No! It was far more than that. I didn't want it to end.

It was one thing, Primal desire.

His tongue, a curious creature savoring my borders. His hands, treasure hunters that knew the rights spot.

I was losing myself, Losing sanity. I was becoming his willful slave.

"Ethan." I moaned out loud as his coarse hands caressed my cheek making them tingle.

It was perfect... Until he stopped.

"What have I done?" He said, breaking the kiss.

I suddenly felt this unexplainable guilt, Like I had done something wrong.

Ethan retreated, giving me funny stares.

"Are you okay?" I inquired.

I couldn't believe he just left me hanging like that. So much had happened in a few minutes. He confessed that he had an attraction for me. One more miracle.

"Why did you let me so that?" He quizzed, holding his chest like I had broken something in there.

I was definitely still in the dark. Did he regret the kiss?

"Do what?" I pressed further.

"I kissed you! You could have stopped me... Pushed me away or something."

I could tell he was pissed. But I had no f*****g idea why. He getting pissed was getting me pissed, seriously an urge to pee came out of nowhere. It was probably the nausea.

"You kissed my lips... I didn't force you to."

My flare got me an intense look. Those chestnuts hypnotizing me. In this dire moment, he managed to turn me on with just that look.

"I know and that makes something clear."

I knew I shouldn't ask but I couldn't resist, "What?"

"You're just as attracted to me as I am to you."

Well, that made perfect sense.

What I didn't understand was why he didn't look happy about it.

"...And that spells trouble for both of us."

"Trouble how?"

"Miss Elle, You can leave."

A preacher once said in Church that good things fall apart. Well, I was falling apart. My eyes blurred.

It was quick. A moment ruined by... I got up, acted proper and headed for the door.

It was still locked, a reminder of what transpired between us. I turned to face him, To understand why he did what he did. I still didn't see what he did. Maybe I did. The message was crystal clear after all.

I, Elle Rich was a slut who somehow gets the attention of trouble.

When I exited his office, The tears came pouring down. I clutched my fist, forcing my nails to bite into my palms.

The pain was what I needed. It was what this slut needed.

My naivety would be my death. Allowing anyone to go through my walls as easy as they came. I didn't even understand myself.

Allowing them to taint me? What was I thinking?

I stormed into the bathroom and let it all out. It was a place where I could free the pain. Maybe talk to strangers about my plight but that just reminded me about Dr. Hale. He was a stranger that wasn't meant to get into my life but he did.

I inhaled sharply as my eyes met my reflection, my lips to be precise.

Those tainted lips he tasted.

Aren't you overthinking it? It was just a kiss.

My subconscious was right. It was just a kiss. I bit my lips just remembering his touching mine.

"Why!" I yelled at the mirror.

You're angry he just pushed you away like that.

Yep. And with no valid reason.

But that's not all.

There goes my brain, always mocking me but to be frank, I knew what it was driving at and I was going to say it like the tainted 'it's complicated virgin' that I was.

I desired Doctor Ethan Hale and I had no idea why.

***

Ethan

It hurt me watching her leave distraught and in unimaginable pain but it was for the best.

For you.

Fuck yes! I was being selfish with my heart. It hurt being bitched the first time but still, I wished She could stay.

That doesn't give you the right to judge Elle. She's not Agatha.

The battle for my sanity would be harder than I thought. The perfect time to drown myself in paperwork.

At that moment, my phone rang.

"Who's this?" I inquired.

"You really did not try to hide from her."

I sighed. Was this a prank? I didn't get what the blabbermouth on the phone was talking about or perhaps I didn't concentrate enough.

"Who's this?" I repeated.

"You've really moved on taken you don't remember my voice brother in law."

Brother in law? Was that to instigate me?

Before I could properly reason, I blurted into the phone,

"Alex?"

"Flesh and blood bro."

God knows I had a mini heart attack right there. There were so many questions. How did he find me?... How did he get my number?...

My life was already f****d up as it is. There was no f*****g way I was getting more to my plate.

"I don't know what this is about but I beg you, Don't tell..."

"Agatha?" He cut in, "Too late. She's flying here as I speak."

So quick? This sicko wasn't going to let me go so easily.

Worse, If she knew my location... That meant father had in.

This was bad, really bad.