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“Our time is for me, Katarina. It has been and will always be just for me. And I think our next session will be even more eventful.”
“I doubt you could’ve made me come anyway. Selfish bastard,” I retort, making him chuckle, as he pulls the door closed.
Are you fucking kidding me? Leaning down, I gently pick up the new clothes he threw at me. Now that he’s had a taste oftorturing me, what will he do next? I need to get the fuck out of here.
After leaving the medical unit, I was escorted back to my room by two large security wanna-be’s. They locked me in, saying it’s for my protection. We all know it’s for them. I took a cold shower, because any hot water on my already heated skin would be just too much.
The next morning, I’m lying on my stomach since the cuts on my back are still fresh. I’m reading a book I found in the main common area, when the door to my room opens just slightly,and Jackson slides in. He peeks around, making sure no one saw him, then closes the door quietly.
“What the fuck happened yesterday? I saw that asshole take you, but you never came back before lights out.” Dropping down on the edge of my bed, he turns to face me.
After I release a deep sigh, I close the book and sit up, wincing just slightly at the sting on my backside. Jackson’s eyes bug out from the cut above my eye and then immediately move to the affected area that caused my reaction.
“What the–” he starts, standing up angrily, ready to defend me, but I wave my hand in front of me, trying to shrug it off. I appreciate his venom, but I’m so tired since I didn’t get much sleep last night, and I’m not ready to go into it right now. And it’s definitely not as bad as it was yesterday.
“Doesn’t matter right now. I will explain later.”
“But you’re hurt,” he says, sitting back down a little closer to me than he was. He lifts his hand and his finger tips gently caresses the cut on my eyebrow. I’m sure it also has a bruise now, from how sensitive the area is. However, I don’t flinch at the touch, even the slightest.
“I’m okay,” I say as I gently move his hand from my face. I don’t want or need his pity right now. “I promise. You know my temperament for pain. I’m good. I swear.”
Jackson shakes his head, his loose, bouncy curls brushing over his forehead. He is extremely hot. With his chisled features, insane amount of tattoos, caramel colored bedroom eyes, and his “I don’t give a fuck” attitude, he’s the whole red-flag bad boy package. Plus he’s extremely protective over who he cares about and that right now is me. But he swings for the other team. That’s okay, because he has been a really good friend, and I don’t have many of those.
“Fine…but tell me that asshole has been added to the list.”
The devious smile that creeps up my lips, makes him smile finally as well. Just thinking about everything that I want to do to Andy brings satisfaction and solace to my crazy side.
“Oh, for fucking sure. Along with Dr. Graveheart,” I say. Still not ready to go into details, I can give him at least this.
He raises his eyebrows to the point they disappear under his curls. His animated reaction makes me giggle.
“Seriously? What the fuck, Toots? I guess we’re going on a killing spree when we’re out then, huh?” We both burst out laughing.
The door to my room swings open wide, making both of our heads turn quickly at the intruder. Our laughter is cut off immediately when we see who has entered. My top lip curls into a snarl and Jackson stands.
Christina’s eyes bounce between the two of us as a smile of vindication lifts her lips. Like she’s won a prize by catching him in my room. Technically we aren’t supposed to be in each other’s rooms with the door closed but I don’t give a shit. We didn’t want anyone eavesdropping on our conversation.
She crosses her arms over her ample, enhanced chest, as she sticks her leg out and taps her sneaker on the tile floor. Most patients on this ward are afraid of her…not me. And she will get what’s coming to her. Karma is a bitch, but I’m impatient, so I will bring my own justice.
Leaning back on my elbows, I look her up and down as if she’s the shit that got stuck to the bottom of my shoe. “What the fuck do you want now,Bitchtina?”
“Now, Now, Katarina. Watch your language,” she says, her nasally voice sounding like she has a stuffed nose from a sinus infection that just won’t go away.
Jackson looks over his shoulder at me just as my eyes lift to him, and we both crack up laughing. He doubles over, holding his stomach, in true drama king fashion and slaps his other handonto his knee. I roll over onto my side, still laughing with tears brimming my eyes and glance over at her.
She doesn’t like being made fun of and hates feeling she has no control even more. She may be the charge nurse on this ward, but we don’t listen to anyone. I barely listen to the damn doctor, let alone a bitch with a control kink.
Her arms drop to her sides, and her smile drops. The sound of our raucous laughter brings attention from the hallway. Another nurse steps into the doorway as two other patients stand across the hallway, looking in at us rolling around laughing.
“Fuck off with that nonsense, you stupid cunt. I don’t answer to you,” I say, as I finally sit back up on my bed, criss-crossing my legs completely. Jackson plops down on my bed, making it bounce, as he leans back on his elbows and spreads his legs wide. “What do you want anyway?”
“There’s no need for all that vulgarity, Katarina,” she replies, balling her fat little fists up on her sides. I roll my hand in front of me, as if to say go on. “Jackson…you shouldn’t be in here with the door closed. You know the rules.”
The little nurse standing in the doorway looks over at me with a glare, and it’s my turn now to play the innocent card. The way Christina does when she’s trying to get me in trouble. I’ve learned how to play her game.
“What on earth do you mean? The door is wide open,” I say in a sickly sweet voice. I glance back at Jackson, who doesn’t take his eyes off her, but the sides of his lips twitch in an almost demonic smirk.
“Exactly. I know the rules. I’ve been here long enough,” Jackson chimes in with his deep baritone voice.
