Bring Life to this Heart doctor

Lilly

*Lilly's point of view*
I rolled over quickly to escape the blinding rays of sun shining through my window. A loud groan slips from my dry lips. I lazily sit up in my rock hard cold mattress, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Slowly I look around my nearly empty little flat that I have come to call home. I may not have much, but I do have the necessities. A mattress to sleep on, a blanket to cover, a small table and chair, a lamp to see by. To my left is a small kitchen, big enough for a refrigerator, four burner gas stove, small sink, one floor to ceiling cabinet. I may not have much money but, still I am happy with my life choices. My part time job as a nurse's assistant at night gives me a steady paycheck, but most of it goes to college and bills. During the day, I attend classes at the local collage, that thankfully is just a few blocks from my home. I am studying to be a doctor, and I am proud to say my last year starts today.
I quickly grab my iPhone 5S from the floor beside me, checking for messages. Only to find one message from my mother. I love my mother and my mother loves me. We just have a distant relationship. She does not approve of my career choices. I know my mother only married my father for his money. My father was a great pediatrician. He always made sure his patients were happy and well taken care of. He was killed by a drunk driver when I was thirteen. After that my mother remarried four more times. Each one with more money than the last. My mother is disappointed that I am following in my father's footsteps to become a doctor and not hers to become a gold digger.
I checked the time to be 6:00 am. my first class is at 8:00. Walking over to my bathroom, turning on the shower to warm up. I look at myself in the mirror, my long bright red hair full of knots, my mother doesn't like it but I like to dye my hair, dark circles under my forest green eyes, my skin soft and smooth yet pale as the moon. Most call me beautiful, but I see nothing more than a normal girl. Swiftly I undress and jump in the shower, scrubbing my body with my strawberry and cream body wash, then washing my hair with my strawberry shampoo. As I step out of the shower the cold morning of fall hits me like a brick wall. Goose bumps started forming all over my body. I wrap my fluffy white towel tight around my slim body. After finishing my morning routing of brushing my teeth, blow drying and brushing my hair, I head over to a set of 3 small card board boxes tucked away in the coroner, that contains my whole wardrobe. May not be much, mostly consisting of jeans and band tees. A few nice dresses for when I have dinner with my mother and her husband. After getting dressed in a comfortable pair of blue jeans, paired with a "BTDF" black T-shirt, I headed to the kitchen and started on some ramen noodles for breakfast. I finished my oh so healthy breakfast, checking the time to be 7:30. So I grab my back pack, along with a pair of black high tops and started the short walk to school.

*Time skip to after school*
On my way back home I receive a message from my boss, Julie Rum. She is an older woman in her late 50's, sweetest woman you could meet. She can be very strict when it comes to the job, other than that she is more like a grandmother to me than a boss. I open the message and it reads, " I am sorry to disturb you on your day off but I am in desperate need of you to work tonight. A handful of people called in sick with the flu, and we are very under staffed. So, would you please come in and help. I'll treat you with dinner!" I replied with a simple "sure". As I check, the time is 5:00 pm, with a 45-minute walk to the hospital, I get ready since I start at 6:00pm. With a simple brush of my hair I put it up in a tight bun, along with a change of shoes and I was out the door, making sure to pick up my nurse assistant badge.
Walking into the waiting room of the ER was like walking into a cluster fuck. There were mothers with their small sick children, as well as teenagers that look like they did something that gave stupid a whole new meaning. As I walked into the back Julie was running around looking very frantic. Immediately I started to help, running to the desk and start sort patients charts to their assigned room number. So far there is fifteen-year-old boy with a broken arm in bed number one. In bed number two a seven-year-old child with a 104-degree fever, and twelve-year-old boy with a broken toe in bed number three. In bed number four is a Twenty-one-year-old hit and run victim, as well as a six-year-old that fell out of a tree in bed number five.
Time seemed to speed by, as I helped person after person. Before I knew it, the waiting room was empty, there was no more patients waiting to be discharged. I looked up at the clock to read two in the morning. I silently groan to myself as I realized I still had another three more hours till the end of my shit. After about 45 minutes of ghost town nothingness happening, a man walked in holding a bloody clothe to his side. Julie instantly took him back to bed one, calling me over to help in the process. I came into the room carrying a tray of gaze, rubbing alcohol, and other medical supplies. There sat a drop dead sexy man on the bed. He was perfectly groomed, with his brown hair short at the sides and long on the top. His face was narrow, but he had a strong square jaw. What stood out the most to her were his rich brown eyes. They looked like deep pools of sweet creamy caramel. As I came in and sat the tray down, he looked up at me and smiled a smile that would any woman fall to his feet. I gave my best tired but, friendly smile back as I began getting ready to assist Julie with whatever she needs.
Julie turned to me with an apologetic smile, and asked " Lilly would you mind start to clean up the wound, as I run and get his paperwork started?" "Of course," I said. I sat down on small doctor stool, and looked up at him smile sweetly. "Sir would you mind removing your shirt for me." His smile slowly grew into a smirk. " As you wish, strawberry" was his reply, my eye twitched slightly with annoyance from the nick name. It was clear he wanted me to star at his perfect body, that consisted of a hard board chest, lovely six pack abs, and a delightful little happy trail, full of light brown curls, leading the naked eye to possibilities that may lie below the waist band of his low hanging jeans. When he finished removing his shirt his eyes instantly when to my face, most likely to catch me staring, he found me turned away picking up the gaze and alcohol. I will not deny the fact that I was indeed staring, who wouldn't, but I would not let him have the satisfaction of knowing it.
I had him lay on his back as I began to clean what looked like a bullet wound. He turned his head towards me with that one of kind smile of his. " So, what Is your name strawberry?" I looked up and him and said " My name is Lilly sir. What may yours be?" " You can call me Jason, strawberry" was his reply. He winced ever so slightly, barely even noticeable, when I began to sew up the hole. I had him roll over on to his belly, and started to clean the exit wound. Out of no were Jason asked " How old are you, strawberry?" As I began to sew, I replied with " 23. What about your self?" " That's rather young to be a doctor strawberry" " I am not a doctor yet. I still have one more year of med school to go. You still haven't answered my question, Jason." I replay with a little snap at the end. I looked up to see his smile grow a bit, and his eyes darken a shade. " Doc, it's not nice to bite your patients. I am 27, strawberry." " Only when they don't like it." was my witty reply.
Just as I finished dressing his wound, Julie came over with his discharge papers. The two of them walked off towards the nurse's station, so I began to clean up the room. Just as I finish cleaning up the room I find Jason's bloody shirt. I quickly run after him, and meet him just as he is walking out the door. I hand him his shirt, I say with a stern tone " I hope I don't see you here again, Jason." He gave me a devilish smirk and said, " I'll see you again, strawberry"