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He shakes his head, causing some glitter to fall, and he snaps, “Whatever you do, don’t fucking eat your pregnant wife’s chocolate donut after calling her crazy for forgetting about me informing her where we conduct some of our meetings!”
I laugh even harder and he gives us the finger as my phone goes off again, and I check it, chuckling before my grin turns softer as I read the message.
My Red:
I miss you too, more than I thought I would
Fuck, this girl…
“Alright fuckers, stop laughing and let's get this shit moved so we can go grab a beer, I fucking need it,” Axel sighs, and the laughter gets louder. I shake my head as I quickly type out a message to Doc, putting my plan into motion before putting my phone away and fucking hope Rose doesn’t kill me for this.
Rose Garcia
Yeah, that has a really good fucking ring to it.
Chapter 6
Rose
I wipe away my tears as I climb the stairs towards my apartment, my chin still wobbling, the guilt for not saving that kid hitting me hard.
It’s times like these I hate my job.
I was doing my rounds when the emergency bell rang and I ran to Cassie’s room, a little four year old who was admitted because she couldn’t stop vomiting but when I got there, the new nurse Becky who shouldn’t have even been on that floor to begin with stood back with her eyes wide as Cassie choked on her vomit while her mama screamed at Becky to do something.
Cassie’s throat had closed up.
I tried to suck as much as I could, heck Dr. Conners even did an emergency cricothyrotomy, placing a breathing tube in her neck, but it didn’t work, she died all while Becky cried in thecorner that she wasn’t cut out for this kind of job not thinking about the little girl’s mama who was inconsolable and had to be sedated.
Becky’s now under investigation and is at risk of losing her nursing license. I’m struggling with the fact that we couldn’t save Cassie who shouldn’t have died.
She was four.
I sniffle as I reach my door, the urge to call Cage consuming me, but I hold off. We’ve only been dating for a week and the fact I want to call him says a lot. Besides, he’s currently on a three-day business trip. He doesn’t need me bothering him.
I unlock my door and walk inside, putting on a brave face knowing my sister is waiting for me. She’s spending the night because our parents are away and I know she’ll most likely want me to cook something.
Taking a deep breath, I look up but I pause just shy of the doorway to find her already sitting on the dark gray couch, eating what looks like tacos, and I look towards the kitchen and find Cage dishing up two plates.
He’s… here.
My chin wobbles even more, my emotions getting too much for me. Seeing he’s not only back but he’s inside my apartment, feeding my little sister, whom he hadn’t even met yet.
Kimmy notices me first as she side eyes me, the TV her main focus as she says, “Hey, sissy, how was work?”
Work, right, yeah, Cassie… Damn.
I sniffle, more tears falling, causing Kimmy to look at me instantly and demand, “What happened? Who do I need to hurt?” which gains Cage’s attention as he turns around instantly, his face hard.
I shake my head, wanting to reassure her, but instead, a sob releases, and I quickly cover my mouth with the back of my hand to hide the sound. Kimmy gasps as she quickly puts her platedown and runs over to me, taking me in her arms, and I shake with my sobs.
Losing a patient is hard on any day, but when she could have been saved…
Her test results said she had an allergic reaction to something, she could have been saved but Becky panicked when Cassie began to vomit again, apparently not sure on what to do and instead of putting the girl on her side, she left her on her back.
Kimmy pulls back and cups my cheeks with concern, and I notice Cage standing back, his hands fisted, and that makes me smile a little.
He knows my sister has to comfort me.
