Save Me

9| Lauren

Gloria & Dr. Morgan in the mm.

"Girl, did you see the man that came in with the broken neck in room 130? He's a gift from God himself," Gloria lusted about a random patient as she always did. I just shook my head.

"You're a mess. The boy is bout 18 or 19, Glo. What you gone do with that? Take him to class," I teased her as we sat at the front desk.

"Damn, only 18...what the hell is his mama feeding him?"

"Hey, Lauren. How you doing?" I sat up when we were approached by Dr. Morgan. He had just been transferred to Cedars Med a few days ago, so all eyes were on him.

"Doing pretty good."

He nodded at me with a smile before Glo interrupted him with the clearing of her throat. Dr. Morgan turned to face her to see that she was attempting to give him a clipboard.

"Oh, my bad. Thanks, Gloria. I appreciate it." He started to walk to the room where he needed be and glanced back at us once more with a grin.

I looked up to see Glo giving me the side eye. I busted out laughing. "Why you looking at me like that?"

"Creo que le gusta," she casually mumbled her spanish and I smacked my teeth, understanding every word she said. I guess I should thank my estranged husband's family for that.

"Shut up. He just friendly."

"He only friendly with you though, Lauren. And let's not act like we didn't see him stare you down just now."

I shrugged her comment off and looked back at the paperwork in front of me. "It doesn't matter because I'm not looking relationship of any sort. I think being a marriage for so long drained me."

"Girl, please. A lil dick every now and then has never hurt anybody."

"I don't know Dr. Morgan like that to just be sleeping with him and, not to mention, I'm too damn old for that. Shit like that is child's play."

"Mhm, whatever." Glo teased with a smile and I playfully rolled my eyes. She really was a mess, but she made my work nights entertaining despite what we do for a living. "Speaking of fine men...here comes anti-social."

I looked up to see Bam in hoodie walking toward us with a bag in his hand. "Hey, everything okay?" I questioned.

He simply nodded and placed the bag on the desktop. "You left this," was all he said, sliding his hood down from his head. I smiled and grabbed it.

"Thank you. I was wondering what I did with my dinner for tonight. Hospital food ain't it."

He cracked a half-smile and nodded. "Alright, I'll see you--later." He quickly fixed his words, trying not reveal our living arrange to anyone per my request.

I could feel Gloria's eyes burning holes into our faces, dying to know what the hell is going on. I peeked at my watch and saw that it was about time for my lunch break. "Glo, I'm taking my lunch a few minutes early."

"Yeah, whatever. You still have explaining to do," she called out to me as I stood up. Bam started to leave, but I caught his hand just in time.

"Nope, not so fast. You're keeping me company while I eat. Plus, I need to talk to you about something."

He looked skeptical, but stayed still. "Okay, lead the way then boss."

I took the bag of food and lead him to the lobby where the café was. We sat at the table near the tv.

We sat there in silence as I ate until I saw him pull out some pills and pop two in his mouth. I arched my brows out of curiosity.

"They're vitamins," he mumbled before I could get my statement out and put them away. I knew for a fact that was a lie, but I ignored that and started to talk about the real situation at hand.