Chapter 9 ( New Friends and Heated Dreams.)

***Laura’s POV***

As the days went on things got easier and easier, I no longer thought of my families betrayal as much, I still have dreams about it that make wake up crying but they are even getting fewer and fewer.
I made friends with a few of my fellow nurses, mostly though it is Susan that I seem to get along with the best, we have the same kind of humor and love for our jobs. In some ways I think her situation is a lot like mine, she is on her own to and doesn’t speak with her family. Though she doesn’t elaborate more on it than just to say she is separated from them.
Susan has managed to talk me into going out on the town next Saturday, not sure how that will go but I think it would be nice to get out into the world again. Dating is not on the table though, but maybe a little dancing, some laughter, and fun will be.
I enter my other new friend, I know that I shouldn’t get so emotionally involved with a patient but He is such a sweetheart that I cant help myself. I am not the only one either, he has all us nurses wrapped around his fingers.
Little Robin was a gentleman through and through, even though he has had a hard life and is all alone in the world; while going though some very rough treatments, he keeps his smile and is always grateful for anything that he is given.
The last treatment was especially rough on him and he has been doing a lot of sleeping, when he is up he is happy even though you could tell he is trying to put on a brave face.
Susan keeps warning me not to get too attached but it is already too late, I think of Robin now as my own. I stayed the night last night while he was really sick, I went home only when he was passed out. I am back for my shift now; I don’t know why but I feel better when I know he is where I can see him.
I had another bad dream; they are not nightmares but they are not pleasant either. I thin it has to do with all the pain that I am holding inside. I don’t know but last night it was different, everything was the same up until I opened the bedroom door, instead of seeing my fiancé and brother in bed together, there stood a man.
Every time I try to remember what he looks like though my mind can’t seem to bring up the image, I do remember his scent and the sense of safety that I felt with him. As soon as he appeared all the anxiety of the dream faded away.
Not only that but I was no longer in my old apartment, I was someplace different. It was a bedroom but not mine. I can remember that it had a very male feel to it and that the scent of the man was there enveloping me in its embrace.
When I turned back though to look at the man he was gone and then I woke up. I sat there in the dark of my room for a little bit and then realized that I wasn’t crying like I usually am after one of those dreams.
The next thing I know I am waking up to my alarm going off and for once I felt refreshed. I had not felt this good in a long time, still, my dream man is a mystery to me. At first I just thought it was because I at pizza right before bed and he was just something that I had seen on TV.
The problem with that is I don’t have any memory of seeing him anywhere other than my dream. He seemed very real; I can still smell his scent if I close my eyes. His voice drew me in and made me want to hear it for the rest of my life.
It was very frustrating to say the least but I decided to let it go, if he keeps appearing in my dreams is it really such a bad thing. He did after all calm me down and stopped me from seeing it all over again. Maybe next time I will remember his face and hear his voice.
It was close to the end of my sift and I went into Robin’s room to check on him before I left to get something to eat, he was sound asleep he had dark circles around his eyes and his complexion was paler than usual, that was the treatments.
Why? Why must this brilliant and wonderful little guy have to go through all this, it doesn’t seem very fair. I now life isn’t fair but this just seems cruel somehow to me. I wanted to take him out of this hospital and give him the life he deserves. When his treatments are done, perhaps I can look into adopting Robin.
I had a house; some money save up and a good paying job. With me being a nurse it should put some points into my favor as well. I know I could give Robin the life he deserves.
I decided to go home get a shower and a quick bite to eat, then I was going to come back and stay with Robin at least one more night, today was the last treatment in the first series. It wasn’t that I wasn’t confident in the nurses taking care of him. I just felt like he shouldn’t ever wake up feeling alone.
I checked my mail and stopped dead cold in my tracks, how in the holy hell did Devin find me this quickly. I wasn’t sure what to do with the letter, did I want to open it, toss it in the trash, send it back or burn it.
Suddenly I felt rage filling me up inside, how dare that dirty bastard try to contact me, he obviously knows how I feel about all of it. What does he think I am going to come running back and jump into his arms saying *“Yes, Please, take me now.”* Seriously.
Well at least it is addressed to my PO box and not my home address, which means he probably started to search hospitals looking for new hires. The PO box is the only address I gave the hospital. So he doesn’t know actually where I live, still it wouldn’t be hard for him to figure it all out.
Then I laughed at myself, who gives a crap if he finds me. Let him, he will find me changed into someone new now. Not the woman that skipped around blindly ignorant to the real things going on behind her back.
He doesn’t have a snowball chance in hell, he will just have to convince his dear old daddy that he is in love with another and if he gets disowned then that is what happens. Besides, if he truly loved my brother none of that should matter. Neither of them are destitute, both make good money they don’t need Devin’s daddies’ money.
Sometimes, nothing makes sense. I tossed the letter into the post office trash and walked back out to my car. I realized to my happiness, that I wasn’t in the least bit curious as to what was in that letter. Probably just some lame apology or something else to make me feel guilty, sorry, idiots I am making a new life now.

***Devin’s POV***

It wasn’t easy to find Laura had to pull in some favors to find what hospital she is working at now and then I had to find out her phone number and address. Unfortunately, I could only get her address, it was a Po Box so there is no telling where she is actually living but it is a start.
I sent her my own letter of apology, Adam’s, and her mothers, it ended up being a four page letter in all. My father is starting to question where Laura is, once the sick excuse was used up I manage to tell him that she had to do some overtime shifts at the hospital due to lack of staffing.
That worked for a little while, but I feel he is suspicious now and knows that something else is going on. It is time that Laura comes back, she has had her little snit, I have been nothing but understanding of that. Now though she has to come home and make amends with the family and marry me.
I didn’t think that I had feelings for her other than friendship and a sense of family, but when we got home and found that she took everything that was hers. The place felt empty and I realized that my heart felt more than just friendship in that moment.
I can make this work; I can be a loving husband to her and a lover to Adam. Keep them both with me together, my heart is big enough to hold both. In time I am sure she will see it my way, I just have to get her to forgive me and see that I love her too.
Perhaps, there is an opening at the hospital where she is working now. She is probably starting to feel the loneliness like I do and is perhaps rethinking he decision of leaving. Perhaps, if I worked there at the hospital with her, I can help her to heal from the hurt that was caused and show her my love and dedication for her and Adam, that we could live as a big happy family.
I know I will have to seduce her again, pour on the romance that way she can see that she can trust me once again. It may take a little time but it is what has to be done. I picked up the phone, good thing I kept that hospitals number for human resources; that way I can inquire about a job.
I hope there is an opening, I know she will see it my way. She has to.