Innocently Falling

Chapter 14: Nurse

It is almost 4am. I don't think the doctor is still awake. No one will answer him.

As he retrieves his phone from his coat pocket I hear him mutter "I better pen in her eating schedule on my phone" that is ridiculous. I hope I heard wrong. What kind of boss who gets frustrated when his employee forgot to eat?

I look at him while he makes a call. I am shock that the person on the other line answers him at this hour. He hangs up less than a minute and make a second call and the same as the first one he hangs up less than a minute. No hello or thank you. Just straight to the point.

"The doctor told me you can eat soup and some bread. Water is the only allowed for you to drink. He also told me to help you move your body slowly since it is already hour 8 from your surgery. The quicker you can walk the quicker you can eat solid food. By the way did you fart?" I looked at him bewildered by his question. "don't look at me like that the doctor says you must fart first before you start to eat. So, if I were you pass a gas already, so you can eat when the food I ordered arrives."

So, I need to move now, I started wiggling my toes and fingers on my hand. They are numb at first, but I can move it now they are kind of stiff, but I think it is normal.

"Okay please help me. I want to sit." He assists me on sitting properly he adjusted the head of my bed to 90 degrees and I slowly move back so my back is adjacent to the bed.

I twist my body to the left because I want to dangle my feet on the side of the bed. Gideon assist me, so I will not fall and place my IV line away from my body, so I will not get tangled from it.

After a few minutes I ask Gideon to support my back because I want to walk. He declines at first, but I just look at him in his eyes and told him I want to eat chicken and burger so bad so I wanna walk now as early as possible. He just sighs and grabs my waist without touching my stitches and slowly guide me in walking step by step.

We roam the whole room for 5minutes until I feel uncomfortable on my stomach area, a tell-tale sign that I am going pass a gas. I want to stop it, but I know I need it to let it go so without further ado I let it out. You know when you decide to fart there is a 50% chance that it will just be quiet, and no one will ever know that you farted unless they can smell it, well folks I am in the other 50% tile. I farted as If I haven't farted for a week.

Yup. At this point I should just buy a mask and wear it 24/7 because I have no dignity left. I just farted in a room with my boss in it. I think my name should be Ella "the Shameless" Hernandez right?

"sir?"

"yes?"

"uhmm"

I look up to look at his face. No emotion at all. Maybe he did not hear it?

Dream on girl dream on. You know I hate my conscience at times. Makes me feel dumb.

"I think this walking is enough don't you think?"

"no. I did not think Ella rather I heard it" He guides me back to my bed

"hear what? My stomach growling?" I sit on my bed and move back so I can dangle my legs again.

Gideon position the IV stand beside my bed. He turns around and removes his coat and place it on the cabinet near the door. His black long sleeve shirt fit his body just right showing a hint of muscles underneath it.

"Do you want me to elaborate on what I heard?" his eyes are full of mirth. He is teasing me again.

I cover my ears and pretend that I cannot hear him.

"let's just forget what happened five minutes ago please?" sheepishly smiling at him.

Shaking his head "okay princess."

Suddenly a knock is heard. "that must be your food"

He went to the door and opens it. After a few minutes he went back with 2 bags in his hand and a paper bag on the other hand. He places the bag on the dining table. Yes, this hospital room has a dining table for 6 people and did I tell you it has another room apparently for the relative who is staying with the patient. This room also has a couch and a French door that lead to the veranda. I told you this is not a hospital room more like a hotel room.

Gideon drags the bed side table in front of me and place a big bowl with steaming soup in front of me and a plate of mini sponge cake. He also put a water bottle. He also drags the coffee table in front of me and place a container with steak, salad, mash potato and a steaming cup of coffee. The smell of the steak makes me hungry.

"I ordered a chicken soup for you and sponge cakes. Now eat up slowly"

I muttered a thank you and he just nods and starting to cut the steak. Why is he eating a fudging steak in front of me? Is it medium well? I peek a little bit and to confirm my suspicion it is in fact medium well. Bastard,

"You know I hate you right now right?" He looks at me while chewing the steak slowly I might add. Adding more to the injury.

"I know. But I'll make you a deal. You know if you finish all that food. I promise I will give you steak or any food that you desired. Deal? "

"Really?" I can not hide the bright expression from my face. My irritation is gone just mention food.

"Really. So deal?"

"Yes!"

With enthusiasm I started to eat or is it drink? My soup. Maybe slurp my soup is also appropriate. Whatever.

You know there is a hanging issue between us or what they call an elephant in the room. The Fiancé thing. I don't know if I just accept it or I just ignore it. Being his fiancé is not that bad. He is attentive and caring and my crush is blossoming to another level that I do not want to acknowledge. I wish this will last long. So what Ella. What organ do you want to remove next so he can stay with you?

Did I say my conscience is a bitch??