The backstory...

It was a dark night cold to the tips of her fingers. She was warned to stear clear of him but she could not stop herself something about him draw her in. His eyes showed of revenge and what once was so full of understanding and love now fulled with revenge and desire. She did not know the backstory of who he is. Just as much as she could not deny the chemistry between them. When she was a resident at Crosswood Road hospital she met him he appeared to be a legend of a sergeon the tipe of doctor any resident would trow them self at to have as a attending. She however did not she wanted to keep her free will she wanted to learn so full of ambition she worked so hard and she would dammed if anything or anyone got in her way... It was not her choice to have him as a attending but that did not stop him... And this is where things got messy Claire is used to getting what she wants because daddy owns the hospital. She set her pretty blue eyes on him and she chose to paint a bright red target on my back. I think she saw me a a treath and I saw  her as a friend a dear friend close to my heart. We used to go out every second Saturday when we got home from work. We went to a bar called snowwies our usual spot the bartenders was handsome, masculine a real catch for the eyes. We used to flirt with them see if we can get any drinks on the house it was fun. She loved the opportunity to get better at manipulation she once got a man to make out with her while sitting next to her wife. She felt nothing, to her it was all a game it gave her a rush of adrenaline made her feel loved and powerful. She loves power. On this particular night things felt of we talked about casses, classes and tumors and the topic changed to her feeling left out she felt that I was taking the learning opportunity from her and by learning opportunity she was talking about Zavier. She wanted to own him to her everything was a game of chess and the people well they were only  pawns. I did not know that one day I would also only be a pawn to her. She wanted him she wanted to be around him she wanted to be the only thing he breaths. She wanted control... She treathend me told me that her daddy can ruin me by the tap of a finger and that I better know my place in the world and fuck off. I am not the type of person to back down from a fight but this time is different. I felt hurt and betrayed she was my best friend for as long as I could remember. She knew everything about me. I was raised by one parent who had to work three jobs just to put food on the table let's just say things was difficult there was times when it was so bad that I had to sell personal items such as clothes just to help to lift the pressure from her tired shoulders. Claire knew this she knew how hard I had to claw up in order to be where I am today I know her dad could destroy me and I have worked to hard. My mom needs this for me as much as I need this, this is my everything. Claire on the other hand did not want to become a sergeon but someone had to follow in daddy's foot steps to be able to take his place she was forced into it. She was handed everything on a silver platter, spoon fed most of her life. She likes manipulating men she likes to be able to use them. Keep them begging for more Zavier is her next target. I wish things was different and one day they would be but for now I would have to make myself smaller and bow to this bitch because I have to much at stake to much to lose. The little that I have build would come crashing down in a blink of an eye and I was not about to let that happen so I left. Monday at the hospital things were weird to say the least I heard whispers walking threw the walls and I felt so alone. Me and Claire have not spoken since Saturday night and I feel betrayed and hurt but the most potent feeling is alone I feel alone wishing that this halls would swallow me in so that I could haunt this place. When we hear on who's service we are, I feel Claire angry eyes burning at the back of my head, her blue eyes now feels ice cold. It is like the person I once knew no longer life's here and a demon something unnatural took over. It is because I am on Zavier service for the second time in a row, he usually requests that the resident on his service be swapped out every week but this time he did not and somehow this is now my fault something I did. I feel terrified but I won't let it show as I walk to the changing room I fall down. More like collapse lost in my thoughts feeling a sharp pain down my spine. I am a really clumsy person but this time is was not my fault as I look up I see that Tracy tripped me she grabs me by throat and draggs me into the room she shuts the door behind us. And I start to panic because I can not breathe she then knocks my head into the concrete wall and warns as she spit in my face. She says that she does not care how I do it for all she cares I could kill myself but I better get myself of the service of Zavier or things would turn out to be far worse than they already are. This treath comes from Claire she says as she walks out. I struggle for a moment to collect myself before my brain dwell to the fact that this is far worse than I could have ever imagined everyone could be involve. And now I am late for my rounds. I ran out of the room trying to catch up with the group. My hair is a mess my troat is red and my face pale. When I finnally make it to Zavier he looks at me concerned. I expected him to be angry that I am late upset by the way I look preaching to me about how unprofessional I look that I make him look bad but instead he walks up to me and whispers after rounds I would like to see you in my office don't be late. I can feel my nerves as I try to get my rounds done without trying to think to much about the nightmare that is unfolding Infront of me. I don't know what's about to happen I feel like I want to run away leave everything behind and just run without looking back just running. Today feels terrible it is a difficult day my favorite patient has died today she was a kind old lady that I met on my first day working at this hospital she was alone she had no one and she died alone. The world can be so terrible sometimes and this is one of those times she deserved so much more. When I enter her room I feel tears sliding down my eyes as I walk to the bed I find a letter with my name on it. I don't have the courage to now read what it says so I tuck it into the pocket of my scrubs. As I leave her room I feel a peace I know that she is now at a better place. I just know that I would now miss her so much she was the highlight of my day I loved to spend my lunch time with her and she would know exactly what to say to me in the situation that I am I now. As I close the door behind me I look at the time and run towards the alevator for I am now late. I know that this is probably leaving a really bad impression but hay look on the bright side this could get me kicked of his service. Then everyone could Finnally get of my back. When I get to his office my body shivers I feel so stressed as I knock on the door he stands up and let me in closing the door behind us. He looks at me and I feel as I melt under his gaze his looking at my face. Cleaning it with an alcohol swap, he speaks to me soft and gently and I am trying my best not to fall in love I know that would make things far worse than they already are but it's hard to feel nothing when he is so kind to me. He treats me as if I am a person with feelings not like I am just a number on a piece of paper. He is kind and he does not deserve to be trapped in the mouse trap that Claire is planning for him. She calms herself down saying not my monkey not my sirces, charity starts at home meaning you first have to look after your own. He wants to know what happened and I know that I can tell him nothing so instead I say trouble in paradise and that I don't want to talk about it. He reach over gives me a hug and tells me that his door is always open and that I could always cry on his shoulders. I blush it's hard to keep myself from falling in love when he looks so handsome and has a personality that matches but I know I have to steer clear for this will be the death of me. Just as I want to leave he grabs my hand and say's he wants to take me on a date on Saturday night, he wants me to know what it feels like to date a real man and that he won't take no for a answer. I do not have it in me to fight so I agree fear resting in my stomach. The rest of the week feels like smooth sailing everything feels normal. Well exept for the death threats they appear everywhere causing me to become paranoid. I feel as if I constantly need to watch my back for anything can happen at any moment. Saturday night has arrive and he picks me up at 8 he takes me on a picknick under the night sky. The sky is so beautiful, we laughed and talked for hours it felt so natural. He gave me a necklace with a rose on it and asks me to be his girl friend after the night I just had and with all the alcohol in my system I agree. He talked about his parents and this is where I learned that his dad is a serial killer and that his mom committed suicide. He and I had allot in common he also had to work for everything he has he was not giving everything on a platter as I originally thought and this makes me fall in love more. We spoke about trust and how important it is towards him he wants someone to be committed to him and only him. It scared me a bit as he spoke, I got the feeling that he would kill me for looking at anyone else but this kinda turned me on aswell. I want to be completely consumed by someone I want a deep love the type you never get over... This might be my chance.