It had been 3 weeks since I left, I couldn't stay there any longer. The guilt just kept building up and I needed to speak to him. I called everyday but there was no answer, I left voice mails, text message, I did everything but he didn't get back to me. I couldn't concentrate on the course so I left a month early.
I walked onto the ward, I only told Hansen that I was coming back. Everyone though that I was still there but they were wrong. I walked into my office to find a lady sitting in my chair. I paused and cleared my throat loudly so she could hear it. She looked at he. "Oh, Mrs Naylor I didn't know you were back" She glared at me, she had every right to be angry. "His torn apart you know" she said as she stood up. "You broke his heart, you said you wouldn't Jac, I told you not to but all you can do is hurt people. You don't care about anyone, you think your scary with your ice queen exterior but your not. Its just pathetic, your just pathetic" she said as she left.
I walked over to my desk, flopping onto the seat and put my head in my hands. I couldn't help but let a tear out. Suddenly someone burst through the door, my head shot up quickly. "Mo" a scottish voice said untill he looked at me with those beautiful eyes. He saw the tear marks down my face. He was froze.
"Jonny" I said as I got up and walked past him. I ran to the toilet, I felt sick to my stomach. I threw up, this was the 6th day in the row. I thought I was coming down with something until I realised what it could be 'crap! I can't be' I though.