I'M YOURS TOO

"Emergency!" A voice called.

Kimimela sat in her nursing uniform behind the reception desk. She held a cup of coffee and was about to bring it to her lips when they heard the call. Ava stood beside her, holding a similar cup and they both abandoned their coffee to rush for the emergency room.

"The curtains," Doctor William said. He was there already. Kimimela immediately obeys, drawing the curtains closed. The man on the bed groaned, tossing his head. He had a large cut on his leg, it looked like something inflicted by a knife and it was bleeding badly.

“I think he's cut a vein, Doc,” Ava said, her eyebrows pulled together as she grabbed scissors. “I’m going to cut away the cloth so we can see your wound properly, sir.” She began to cut open the leg of his trousers.

Kim was reminded of a time when a different man lay in bed with a cut on his leg. He had been incredibly flirty and handsome and she had turned him down that time she met him. Now, she couldn't stop thinking about him— about Miran.

"Focus Kim!" Doctor William said, snapping Kim out of her daze. She blinked, everything coming back into focus. She scolded herself mentally for getting distracted.

“I need him cleaned up to access the damage. We might need to take him into the theatre for that wound. Go prepare one.” Doctor Williams told her.

“On it,” Kim glanced at Ava before hurrying out. She told a nurse to prepare an operating room while she told another to get the antiseptics and cotton wool for the emergency patient. Her mind was wandering and she couldn't handle a patient right now.

A sigh escaped her lips as she turned a corner. It's been two months since their break up, and she hadn't been able to forget him. Exhausted, she slumped into a chair in the waiting room and buried her head in her palms.

Miran hadn't even called or texted. Was it all in her head? Had she been the only one truly in love? Maybe they weren't both ready to reach other, she thought. Maybe Miran had moved on and found someone else.

The last thought brought a pang to her heart and caused her eyes to water.

God! She missed him, and every time she remembered him, she would stare at her phone, desperate to call him.

"Thinking about him, huh?" Ava asked, throwing herself into the space beside Kim.

Kim breathed heavily and looked at her.

”Oh, it's written all over that face of yours, you miss the shit out of him," She teased.

Kim rolled her eyes and leaned back, grabbing the bottle of water Ava held to her.

"You flew to Dubai and came back in tears after breaking up with him. That's insane," Ava continued, but Kim just sighed, frustrated. She didn't want Ava to bring it up again.

A door opened and Kim looked in that direction. She caught a reflection of herself in a glass window. Her eyes were dull, she had been working overtime trying to keep her mind off of Miran but, that had backfired on her now.

"Kim, Dr Williams would like to see you in his office," Sandra— a fellow nurse says.

Kim sighed again, “Thanks.” She forced a smile and looked away. Her face fell, she knew he was going to scold her.

"Why?" Ava asked.

"I don't know," Sandra walked towards a water dispenser. She filled a cup and shut the door, "He is with Mrs Willy though. That's never a good combination." she adds.

Kim looks at Ava. Something was definitely up.

"Just go," Ava said.

Either way, she knew she was still going to go. Mr Williams was a boss to her and she couldn't ignore his call.

Kim got up and headed out. She walked the hallway leading to his office. At the door, she fixed her uniform severally and tried to pat down wrinkles. She took a deep steadying breath, before knocking on the door.

"Come in," She heard. Kim turned the knob and walked in. The office was empty, save for him. He sat in his chair and the moment she walked in, his eyes fleeted up to hers.

"Mr Williams," she swallowed the word.

"Ah, Kim... Have a seat," he says.

Kimimela's eyes met the chair he directed her to. She gave a faint smile and walked closer. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips before she finally sat down.

"You called for me" She practically whispered.

"Ah, yes. You’ve been... off your game lately. I see your head has been somewhere else. I wanted to know... Is everything okay?" He prodded.

Kim blinked lowering her gaze. “Yes, sir," she said.

"Are you sure?”

She looked up at him. “I am. I’m fine.”

“You look exhausted, do you need some time off?" He asked.

His offer sounded so tempting but she wouldn't dare take it. This job distracted her from thinking about him. If she had free time on her hand, her thoughts would kill her. She was sane with work, at least, she told herself.

"No, I am fine," she continued. Mr Williams nodded.

"Well, that's not why you're here," He pushed his chair backwards, getting up. Kim's eyes followed him, till he stood behind her.

"Why am I here, sir?" Her voice shakes, and she squeezed her hands between her thighs. Her heart was racing. She warned herself not to misinterpret the situation.

"We need a few nurses who would volunteer for the African camping centre," He said.

Kim swallowed, this again? She had made it clear to him two months ago, that she wouldn't like to go. But then again, she had said no because Miran didn't want her going. She could give it a shot.

"Sir," she tried to look behind, but Mr Williams placed his hands on her shoulders to stop her. She froze at the act and her whole body went rigid.

He leaned forward and she could feel his breath on her neck. "You should think about this before replying," He whispered.

Kim sat there, worried about his hands on her shoulders.

"And," he moved away, walking back to his seat. "You should take the day off, you look exhausted. I won't have a nurse get sick," He leaned backwards, staring at her.

Kim managed a smile, surprised, "Yes, sir," she said without arguing.

Mr Williams returned the smile, she got up but her gaze fixed on his and, she could see him, staring at her lewdly. His gaze sent chills.

"I would think about it," she said, despite his gaze.

He nodded, and smiled, staring intently into her brown eyes.

Kimimela hurriedly made her way out of the office, and as soon as the door closed, she breathed out, loudly. She placed her hand against her chest.

She glanced around her and saw Ava standing at the end of the hallway. She was resting on the wall with her hands folded while she stared at her.

Kim walked closer to her and passed her Ava followed and they both headed toward the dressing room.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Nothing, he still wants me to attend the Africa camping," she said, shrugging. She wasn't going to tell Ava that he had thought her shoulders in a way that made her feel uncomfortable.

"And what? Are you going?" Ava asked, shutting the door behind them. Kim turned to her and breathed out.

"Well, I have no choice, do I?" She shrugged, Ava rolled her eyes. “It’s supposed to be volunteer work but you and I know what that means if you're asked. I only got out because of Miran. I don't have him now.” It hurt her to admit it.

"Bullshit," she spat, sitting down. Kim turned to her, and Ava slowly raised her gaze and found her staring at her with her eyebrows raised. "Don't look at me like that.” she rolled her eyes.

"No sé cuál es tu problema,” Kim said.(I don't know what your problem is)

Ava groaned loudly, shaking her head.

"Tienes que dejar de preguntar... como si no vieras la forma en que te mira.” (You need to stop asking... Like you don't see the way he looks at you)

Kim turned over taking off her shirt, Ava watched her.

"Well, I do. Pero ese no es el punto, tal vez realmente esto,” Kim replied. she took out her white polo. (that's not the point maybe I really need this)

"You are not going to forget that man if that's what you think.” Ava swallowed.

"¡No lo dije, y esto no es por él, deja de hacer todo sobre él! She yelled, glaring at Ava. (I didn't say so, and this isn't because of him, stop making everything about him!) “Okay? Miran this, Miran that. I get it. You think he hurt me but, I broke up with him. I did that! Me! Don't make everything I do about him.”