Nightmare | Sequel to Pregnant By My Boss |

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Pic- Madison Louis (aka Camila Mendes)

I took a deep breath as I stopped in front of my new work, the Hospital. I took a deep breath sighing. My mom walked up next to me. "You'll do fine Maddy." I sighed nodding.

"You're right." I said, "I hope." I said as my mom nodded. "Go baby." My dad said as I nodded. "Bye!" I said waving before I turned around and walked up the stairs and into the hospital. 

I walked down a long hallway with many people walking all over the place before I stopped in front of my boss's office. I took a deep breath before knocking. "Come in!" He said as I slowly opened the door. 

"How can I help you?" He asked before looking up. He smiled softly as I smiled. "Uh I'm new here, and they told me to get my keys from you." He nodded before standing up. 

"I only have one set right now that I keep for emergencies so I will walk with you to unlock your door." 

I nodded as he walked past me. I followed him as he unlocked the door. "Here you go." He said as I smiled nodding. "Thanks," I said walking in and placing my stuff down. "If you need anything I'll be doing my rounds and everything." 

I nodded as he walked away. 

I sighed walking in. I placed my stuff down on the couch across from me before I walked out of my office when I rammed into a hard chest. 

I looked up seeing Brandon, my boss. I jumped back as he let out a sigh. "Are you okay?" He asked as I nodded. "I'm really sorry," I said looking up at him. 

He smiled as I smiled. He snapped out of it before holding out his hand. I looked down at it "Oh!" I said grabbing the keys. "Thanks," I said as he smiled nodding. 

I watched as he turned around and walked back to his office. I sighed placing the keys in my pocket and walked back into my office. 

I placed the keys down and sighed. I am not a doctor or a nurse. I am the receptionist for Dr. Brandon Maxwell. 

I want to be a doctor. I have for a long time now. I only have about two months left then I will be able to start working. 

I sighed opening my computer and logging on. I smiled looking over at the picture of my two brothers ( Matt and Tommy)and I with my parents from when we were little. 

I looked away as the phone started ringing. I picked it up hearing someone breathe heavily. "Hello?" I asked hearing her scream. "Tell my husband I'm in an ambulance heading towards the hospital!" She said screaming in pain. 

"And who is your husband ma'am?" I asked as she grunted "Brandon Maxwell." I nodding to myself jumping up. "Okay!" I said as she hung up. 

I walked out of the office and over into his through a door. "Your wife just called. She's on her way in an ambulance. She's in labor." I said as he jumped up. "Amber!" He said standing up. "Thank you, Molly." He said as I sighed "Maddy." I corrected him as he ran down the hallway. 

I sighed sitting down. I placed my head in my hands as I went on the main page and read about Brandon. 

His wife had seven miscarriages, and this was their first baby to live long enough to be born. 

He is 27 and graduated from Harvard school of medicine. I nodded before closing the web page looking at the clock. 

He's been gone for forty-five minutes now.I thought as he came walking through the door. "So?" I asked as he glanced at me "The baby?" I asked smiling as he shook his head "Your wife?" I asked as he shook his head before slamming the door closed. 

I sat back down and went back on the internet. But what I didn't know was he was getting drunk in his office off of expensive liquors. 

I sighed when the clock finally hit seven. I stood up shutting off my MacBook and placing it in my bag. I walked over to his office door and knocked. "Dr. Maxwell?" I asked hearing some clanking. 

I opened the door slowly until I could see him. He sat up straight, his hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot. 

The room smelled like alcohol as I saw three empty bottles in the trash can. "Your drunk?!" I said as he scoffed. "Everyone I ever loved is dead." He said finishing off another bottle and throwing into the trash. 

He stood up grabbing his bag and keys. "No, you can't drive!" I said as he laughed dryly. He stumbled over to me as I grabbed his keys out of his hands. "I'll drive you." I said as he shook his head. "No!" 

I shook my head. "I don't want to come in tomorrow morning to find my boss dead and me without a job. I really need this job." I said as he let out a sigh. "I'll take you in my car and I will leave your's here okay?" I asked as he nodded. 

I nodded "okay." I said to myself locking the doors and helping him out to my car. I placed him inside as I sat down next to him. I started the car as he leaned back in the seat. 

he looked at me as we pulled out. "Where do you live?" I asked as he placed his hand on my leg. He moved it farther north as I jumped a little. I grabbed his hand nd placed it back on his lap. "Where do you live?" I asked before he finally answered. 

"62 Whitehorse Avenue." I nodded smiling. "Thank you." I said turning left and driving down the road. 

I soon parked and got out. I walked over to the other side and opened the door as he fell out. "Come on!" I said picking him up. I grabbed the keys out of his pocket and opened the door. I pushed him inside as he slugged up the stairs. 

I closed the door following him sighing. When we got upstairs he stood up straighter. I handed him a glass of coffee and he sat down on the bed. 

He gulped the coffee down before standing up. "Hey, thanks." He said as I looked at him. 

"How are you already sober?" I asked as he looked at me. "I wasn't that drunk." He said as I stood up. "You were as soaked as a mop." I said as he placed the cup down. 

"My mom said that I was like a robot. All you had to do was flip a switch, aka a cup of coffee." He said pulling off his shirt and turning around. 

I jumped looking away. "Don't worry my wife is dead, so you don't have to be embarrassed." He said walking up to me. 

I looked back at him as he pushed hair behind my ears. He placed one hand on my cheek as the heat rose. I sighed as he smiled. "I'm really sorry about your wife." I said pulling away as he sighed. "I should go." I said as he grabbed my arm. 

He pulled me against his chest and smashed his lips on me. "I might be a little bit more drunk than I thought." He whispered in my ear throwing my down on the bed. I gasped as he ripped my shirt off. 

I looked up as he got on top of me and kissed my neck. I moaned closing my eyes. 

By that time we were both undressed. He laid in front of me as I turned to him. He pulled me closer as I rested my head on his chest. 

I placed my hand on his stomach as he placed his on mine. I sighed as he spoke softly "You are incredible." He said as I smiled softly. 

He reached up before slowly turning off the light and we slowly closed our eyes.