-Time Skip, One More Month-
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Lizzie
Am? Are you there?
RDJ
She's probably dead
Chris
??
Seabass
It's been more than
a month
Seabass
I'm getting a liiiittle
concerned
Chris
She hasn't read all of
the messages before?
Lizzie
Nope
Tommy
I called her like five
times but she doesn't
answer
Chris
Do you guys think
something is wrong?
Seabass
I don't know
Me
Hey guys, I'm not dead
Tommy
MOM
Scarlett
Oh my God Am
RDJ
Where have you been?!
Me
Working
Chris
For almost two months
straight?
Me
It's busy at the hospital
Tommy
We hung out like four
times
Seabass
You haven't read a single
message we sent Am
Me
Yes I know
RDJ
So, dinner tonight?
Scarlett
Yuppp
Tommy
Yes🥰
Seabass
Definitely
Seabass
Am's place?
Me
Can't
Lizzie
Why now
Me
Three broken bones, two
injured spines, two brain
tumors
Seabass
Damn
Chris
I can't come either
Lizzie
Why???
Chris
I'm in Cape Town???
Me
What?
Seabass
Oh, right, sorry!
Chris
It's fine! I'll be back in
a few days
Tommy
Let's just have dinner
when everyone is able to
make it
RDJ
How about Friday night,
but next week?
Chris
I can do that
Scarlett
Me too
Me
Can't
Seabass
Oh for f*cks sake
Chris
How many days a week
are you working?
Me
Seven
Lizzie
You don't seem okay
at all
Tommy
I agree
Seabass
So you're our best friend
for two months, away
from your work
Seabass
But being back means
that you're always busy
again?
Seabass
That sucks
Me
You really don't get it,
do you?
Seabass
Get what?
Seabass
That you bale on your
friends all the time because
you work way too much?
Me
Yeah, I'm just gonna go
now
Lizzie
Stop it Seb
Seabass
What? I'm not wrong
RDJ
Don't do this
Seabass
Oh shut up, you all know
it's true!
Me
Could you please stop it
Seb?
Seabass
It doesn't make any
sense Am
Seabass
You're never there
Me
Because I have work
to do
Seabass
You work seven days
Am, seven!
Me
Oh well
Seabass
I bet you're hanging out
with Derek all the time
after work
Chris
That's enough, Seb
Seabass
I'll go talk to him
Me
Now why the hell would
you do that?
Seabass
To ask him of you're
acting weird when you're
with them as well
Me
Go do that Sebastian
Tommy
That's kind of mean Seb
Me
It's fine
Me
I get it
Chris
Yeah it's not fine
Chris
Don't be a d*ck Seb
Me
I'm serious, it's fine
Lizzie
It's not
seen.
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Sebastian is being a real d*ck right now. He really doesn't understand why I work all the time. But you know what? It's fine. He's my best friend, so it hurts a little, but it's fine. Two days later, Derek and I do another surgery today, we removed a brain tumor again. It was tricky, but we did it. We have lunch with Callie and George afterwards.
"Can you finally come with us tonight Am?" George asks. "I'm sorry, I can't" I reply with a smile. I'm exhausted, I've hene working every day, and every night. Sometimes, I sleep, but only at the hospital. Like, three hours a day. "Too bad..." George replies
I feel so bad about not being able to hang out with them anymore. I also feel bad about not being able to hang out with Sebastian and the others. While we're having lunch, I suddenly get paged. "I gotta go, see you guys at the ER?" I say while I stand up. They all say yes, and I get there as fast as I can.
I walk towards the nurse who paged me, and ask her what she got. "There's a man here who says his leg is broken. He walked in, but you know, I paged you anyway" she explains. "Why d-" I try to ask, but she interrupts me. "He's sexy and he asked for you, I couldn't say no!" she replies, and she walks away. I sigh before turning around to face the man.
When I do turn around, I see someone I didn't expect. "What the..." I silently say as I look into his eyes, Chris' ocean eyes. "I think my leg is broken, could you take a look doctor?" he asks with a smile on his face. I smile back at him, and sit down on the bed as well. "What are you doing here?" I ask with a small smile, remembering the little argument that Sebastian and I had.
"I just wanted to see you, actually" he replies. I stay silent, and look into his eyes for a while longer. "You grew your hair!" I add, breaking the silence. "Yeah, it was for a movie. I'm getting it cut tomorrow" he replies. "It looks good on you!" I say with a smile, making him smile back at me.
"So um, you're probably mad at me as well, right?" I nervously ask while I write some things down on his chart. "I'm not, and I'm sure Seb isn't either" Chris tells. "No, he's definitely mad at me. But I get it, it's fine" I reply, but he shakes his head. "It's not fine, he was being a d*ck" he adds. I silently sigh, and continue to write things down. "Hey uh, you said something like 'you really don't get it, do you' when you were arguing. What is it that he doesn't get?" he asks. I stop writing, and put the chart down.
"That I have to work a lot" I reply. "I don't want to be rude, but why do you?" he asks again. "Because I feel responsible for the hospital..." I reply while tears slowly start filling my eyes. "Why is that, Amelia?" he kindly asks, gently placing his hand on mine.
"Because it's my mom's hospital. I can't just leave Richard here and do nothing, can I? I can't just- I can't-" I try to say, but I start crying instead. Chris quickly stands up, closes the curtains, sits down and wraps his arms around me.
"It's okay..." he whispers, making me cry even more. I bury my face in his neck, and try to get calm again. "Sometimes I just feel like it's too much... But I can't... I'm just- I'm so tired... I can't... I can't just-" I silently say while I keep crying. He listens to me, and places his hand on the back of my head. "Thank you for not being mad at me" I giggle, slowly letting go of him and wiping away my tears.
"Always" he replies with a cute little smile on his face as he helps me dry my tears. I bury my face in my hands, and sigh. "I don't want you to see me like this" I giggle, making him sently laugh as well. "It's okay, I won't tell" he chuckles, making me laugh. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to break down like that" I silently add, looking at him again. "Don't worry! I'll be there when you need me, always" he replies, making me tear up again. "Why aren't you mad at me...?" I nervously ask.
"Because I understand" he explains. I softly smile at him, knowing that he meant what he said. "I want to tell them about my responsibilities here, but I don't think they'll understand the pressure I feel" I explain. "They won't understand if they can't understand. Why don't you try and tell them? I can do it for you if you want me to, I understand if it's hard for you" Chris suggests. I nod, and smile at him again.
"So, does your step-dad know that you are working seven days a week?" he asks. "He doesn't, he wouldn't let me if he knew" I reply, looking at my hands. "Hey Am, I'm just going to say something okay? You don't have to do anything with it, I just want you to know that it's okay" Chris says, with a serious look on his face. I look back at him, and slowly nod.
"I think you should talk to him as well. This job is obviously ruining you, mentally and physically. And look, I understand what you're going through, and how you feel about being responsible for this hospital. You shouldn't be that worried about your job, you know? It's not healthy, nor at all. I, and all of us, notice that you're not doing so well lately. How about you keep working here, but maybe a little less? You could suggest that, if you want to" Chris explains. It makes me think...
"You're right. It is ruining me, and I really do feel terrible all the time. I'm so tired... I barely sleep, I barely eat, and all I do is help patients and perform surgeries all day, every day" I reply. He nods, making me feel understood. "I'll talk to him, thank you" I silently add. "As I said, always" he says with a smile, making me smile as well. "Now go, your leg is fine" I giggle. "Do you want me to stay with you? I'll wait for you to finish the conversation if you need me to" he adds. I nod again, and place my head on his shoulder without thinking.
I thank him again and again, until we head upstairs. I'm really nervous about talking to Richard, although I think he'd understand. We get to his office, where Chris waits outside while I walk in after knocking on the door.