Chapter Thirteen: Impulse
“No, let me, I don't want you—”
“Damn it” Amelia flinched as a sharp end of the broken glass slit her finger. It began to bleed almost instantly.
Jonah dreaded the scene, he wanted to avoid the cut, but Amelia being overly persuasive had led her to being deeply injured.
He rushed her, taking hold of her bleeding finger and without hesitation he shoved it into his mouth, his tongue swirled around the cut, draining it of blood, till he could no longer taste her blood and she had become still.
Amelia was short on words, Jonah had taken her by surprise, and it was by far the most unhygienic thing to do, as a certified doctor she should be worried and probably scolding him for doing something so nasty, but all she could do was stare at the man with utmost Intensity.
She was taken aback by the remorse evident in his eyes, he seemed so worried by a mere cut making her question what his reaction would be if she had a more bigger injury, he didn't even mind he was taking in her blood, he didn't care if he would have an allergy, or a worse side effect.
Jonah who had been lost all this while, sucking her thumb finally took note of her silence, then glanced back at her, their eyes met, causing a rush of adrenaline to spiral through their veins, Jonah felt his heart palpitate in a quick pace, making him drop her fingers immediately.
His cheeks flushed pink and he looked away in fright, he was embarrassed that he had made a fool of himself before her.
‘What was I thinking!!’ he berated himself before turning to her.
“I am sorry I didn't mean to do that, I just” scratching the back of his hair, he looked away in order to gather the courage to complete his statement.
“ I just panicked, sorry”
“It's fine Jonah, thanks, but i don't think you should have done that, what if it was one of your many allergies and you faint again?”
“I, I will be fine, as long as you are here”
He took a glance at her, this time it lasted even longer as he found her staring back at him, they were caught up in each other's eyes, that they had forgotten themselves totally.
Words could not convey what they felt inside, they stared at each other for three minutes before Amelia's phone rang, she was forcefully pulled out of her trans as she ran towards her phone.
Jonah ran back to the shattered glass on the floor, this time he cleaned it totally before Amelia could render a helping hand, and after that he returned to the living room.
“There's a patient at the hospital, we need to go” she said smoothly, as she dropped the phone, Jonah didn't hesitate, he ran towards his overall and was ready to put it on when Amelia insisted he take his bath.
They took different rides down to the hospital so no one suspected they were coming from the same direction and worse of all, the same house. Amelia got to the hospital first and was shown the victim that was rushed.
Her attention was needed as always.
“Welcome Ammy” Doctor Maxwell said as he assisted her with her gloves, he has been trying to get on her good side for a year now, but Amelia had frustrated his efforts, but seeing her everyday and gradually working alongside her had ushered him an opportunity to speak more freely to her.
“Thanks Maxwell, I need all the details of the patients so I can do my analysis, if he needs to be operated on or kept under observation” she said.
“Oh I already did that” he said, pulling out a file he handed it to her, his hands were sweating already but he cleaned it on his coat.
“Oh thanks, that was fast” she complimented, teasingly pulling his cheeks before walking out on him.
He could not believe he got a compliment, he did several dances in his mind before following her into the room.
Now Jonah walked into the hospital In his usual faded overall, and as always nobody noticed him, so he snuck into the ward Amelia had told him to wait for her.
She met him just a few minutes after his arrival, to give him orders on what to do next.
“Hey,” she said,
“Hey Amelia,” he replied hesitantly.
There was a familiar awkwardness between them, and it hindered their conversation so far, but Amelia got straight to the point in no time.
“The patient, she's has a head injury, and its severe, a scene has been made, she might not make it if we operate on her, but I don't want you healing her completely, if you could give her a chance to leave”
Jonah nodded in agreement, without hesitation he stood up from the chair and then followed her.
They were both secluded in the room with a patient. Amelia stood back, and watched him perform before her, he started with placing a hand on her head, he could feel her life slowly slipping away from her.
It was a new discovery, it was as though he could tell instinctively that she won't spend much time alive, but before he could conclude, there was an interruption in the ward taking the both of them by surprise.
Jonah stepped back the instant, but it made the patient jerk from the bed.
Terrified by the intrusion he didn't bother to see who it was before he almost fled the premises, but Maxwell stopped him.
“Where do you think you are going, and what are you doing close to the bed!”
He held Jonah by the collar immediately, almost tossing him to the floor before Amelia came to his rescue.
“Hey Maxwell stop that!, he was just trying to clean!” Amelia yelled as she pulled Jonah's collar away from tightly balled hands.
“Don't you have manners?, why will you hold a worker with so much disrespect!”
“He was—”
“He was nothing, don't excuse your wrong act, now apologize to him”
“I can't”