C*m For Me

Chapter 2

Not a minute goes by without me thinking or daydreaming about K. I can barely focus on anything else, it's driving me insane and I have three exams coming up. It's now been almost two weeks and three days, and still no call. I'm so angry with myself for letting this bother me this much. I hate feeling this pathetic over some guy I just met. I can't find anything about him online, even Mila went back to the hotel, but they refused to give her anymore information about him. I barely pay attention at my rotations, because I'm constantly wondering why he hasn't called or staring at my phone, waiting for it to ring.I want to...I need to stop thinking about him, because it's obvious that he's definitely not thinking about me.

“Alana! The guy from the other night has been transferred here.”

“What guy are you talking about, Dylan?”

“The one who wore that ridiculously expensive suit from the other night.”

It took me a second to process that he was talking about K.

“Transferred? What do you mean by transferred?”

“According to his chart, he was in a horrific car accident, and he's been in a coma for almost two weeks now.”

I felt like my heart dropped to my stomach and I quickly stood up,“Which intensive unit is he in?”

“He seems to be a very important person because they blocked off the whole 8th floor for him, and there are armed guards everywhere.”

“Who is on his intensive care team?”

“Dr. Renza and Dr. Bonlen are the only two allowed to go near him.”

“I need to see him.”

“The only way you're getting on that floor is to sneak in through the emergency staircase, which is now impossible because there's an armed guard stationed there as well.”

“Well, I guess I'll have to try.”

“Hold on, I took Dr. Renza's chart before they kicked me off the floor. Maybe you could use that as your way in.”

“Or I could just beg Dr. Bonlen, to add me to his team.”

“Yup, of course, we all know he has a crush on you.”

“Wish me luck.”

As I stood in the elevator, I felt so silly each time I remembered calling him an asshole for not calling me, when the whole time he was in a coma.

As the elevator door opened, the mouth of a gun was pointed at me, " Hands up, this is a secure floor! Identify yourself!" a soldier demanded.

Dr. Bonlen rushed to the elevator, “Alana, what are you doing up here?, uhmm sir you can stand down, she's one of my medical students.”

“Thank you Dr. Bonlen...I was wondering if you could add me to your team for the transferred patient on this floor.”

“I can't do that, this patient is very important to the chief surgeon of this hospital, and she has requested that only I and Dr. Renza take care of him.”

“Why is this patient so important?”

“I've never seen or heard of him before, but he must be a government official because they are using a fake name and information for him. Either way, whoever he is, he's got connections to those higher up because they have gone through great lengths to protect his identity, and keep him safe. I mean look at the amount of armed guards on this floor. ”

“Please, Dr. Bonlen, you know I would be a great addition to the team. Please help me get in.”

“Why are you so interested in this patient?”

“My rotations are about to end; I want to learn as much as I can from you before I move on to the next one.”

“Alright...alright, we do need help but you owe me. We are adding two nurses to the team, so I'll just add you as extra support. They will make you sign an NDA form, so whatever you do, you can never tell anyone anything about this patient.”

Dr. Bonlen walked me to his unit, and I could feel my throat tighten. As I walked into K's room, I gasped at the deep bloody slashes across his chest.

“Well, there you have it, this is the patient and here's his injury report. I have a meeting on the 4th floor, so I'II have to run along.”

"I'll do all the examinations, reports and I'll take care of him, so you don't have to come back, I'll call you if there are any changes."

"Ahh Alana, you are truly a lifesaver, thank you. I'll be back in a couple of hours with the NDA form. I'll let Dr. Renza know."

After Dr. Bonlen left, all I could do was apologize and explain to K how I couldn't stop thinking about that night. I felt so guilty and stupid for being angry that he didn't call. I can't even imagine the pain he went through after the accident. I knew he could hear me, so I told him all the corny dad jokes Papa used to tell me when I was younger. On the night of our walk he seemed to laugh uncontrollably at my corny jokes, so I'll keep saying them until he wakes up.

I kept pacing back and forth, wondering who he could possibly be, to have armed guards protecting him. I thought I saw his hand move, but that was just an involuntary muscle twitch. I held his hand and ended up chatting away until I fell asleep by the side of his bed.

“You look so beautiful in your sleep.”

At first, I thought it was a dream, but his rusty voice and heavy breathing woke me up...he was wide awake.

“Oh my God, you're awake!”

“What did I do to get such a beautiful doctor?”

“You sound different...and I'm actually not your doctor. Remember I told you I was a medical student.”

“Huh? We've met before?”

I looked at him as he looked at me. He really didn't recognize me, it's either he comes across so many females and doesn't bother to remember them or he could possibly have a head trauma causing amnesia.

“Let me help you sit up, and I'll go get your doctor.”

As I got closer to him, I began to get flashbacks of the night we met.

He moved in closer, “God...you're so beautiful.”

I started to blush and tried to hide it.

“I'll be right back.”

I quickly read through his chart, to see if he had any head injuries.

“Dr. Renza!”

“Alana, what are you doing up here?”

“Dr. Bonlen added me to the team, didn't he tell you?”

Dr. Renza took out his pager,“Oh okay I see, I'm sure he explained to you the nature of this situation. No one can know about this patient.”

“Yes...yes, I know. The patient is awake.”

“That's amazing news! I'll go see him now.”

“Wait, before you go, did he have any significant head injuries that could cause amnesia?”

“We examined him thoroughly, his major injuries were to his chest and abdomen, which is why his previous doctor put him in a coma.”

“He definitely has amnesia, he even lost his French accent, he has a British accent now.”

“Yeah, that's because he was born and raised in England according to the chief of surgery.”

“But he...”

“Why do you think he had a French accent?”

“Nevermind...I'm just exhausted.”

“I'll go examine him, you go home and get some sleep, Alana.”

My dreams that night were filled with him.

As the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, I found myself at the hospital all day, every day, even when I had no patients or rotations. Each day I got to know him more; he didn't seem mysterious and reserved as he was the first night we met.

I felt like I could tell him anything and everything. Whenever I had a bad day, I'd just go see him, and he'd make me laugh.

“Beautiful, why are you so far away from me? Come here, sit next to me, your favorite show is about to come on.”

“James, we talked about this, I can't be in bed with you. Do you want me to get fired?”

“I'm tired of you guys calling me James. My actual name Kayden, and you know I can buy this whole hospital in a heartbeat, so don't worry about getting fired.”

“Mhmm, so that's what the K stands for.”

“Did you say something beautiful?”

“On your chart, it says James.”

“Yeah I know.”

“Why?”

“How about we talk about that over dinner?”

“Dinner?” I giggled.

“Yeah, as you know, I'll be out of here soon.”

“You'll probably forget all about me when you leave.”

He looked at me intensely "Don't ever say that again." He held on to the bed rails and lifted himself up.

“No! You can't get out of bed, your stitches will open up,” I pleaded.

He grabbed my face and kissed me. I felt my lips melt into his. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. Apart of me felt so guilty because I knew his stitches would definitely open up, but I couldn't stop kissing him. I wanted him, and that feeling was incredibly overwhelming. I never thought I'd want a man like this after what happened to me in my freshman year but I didn't want to think, I just wanted his lips on mine.

He took off my scrubs, slowly kissing every part of my body. I tried not to moan too loudly. The moment he kissed the scars on my inner thighs, I quickly sat up, worried that the flashbacks of the past would come back to haunt me. He slowly laid me back down, kissed my neck and opened my legs. He kissed the scars over and over again. He took off my underwear with his teeth, and put his lips between my thighs. I had to put my hand over my mouth to prevent myself from screaming in pleasure. He inserted himself inside of me and put his thumb in my mouth when I gasped, with every thrust, I thought I was going to explode.

He moaned in my ear, "c*m for me."

My heart rate slowed down as I felt my body heating up. I let go and allowed him to take me into the a bliss.