Chapter 2- Sorry its not very long :L i will try upload every few days until next week when im back at school where i will try upload a few chapters at weekends :D hope you enjoy my story. Any suggestions please let me know! x


I was in theatre with Oliver that afternoon. The time went so slowly, Oliver unaware of what was about to hit him like a tonne of bricks. I felt so cruel for once. In the long shot it was for his own good.
We finally had finished the final operation for the day.
He attempted to start small talk while we were finishing up.
"You up to anything tonight Ms Naylor?" He asked me.
I shook my head because I knew answering him would probably give away how I was feeling; guilty and suspicious.

I quickly excited the theatre and patrolled the wards one last time before escaping to my office to grab my things.

I was quickly distracted from collecting my things when I noticed a small note on my desk, addressed to Ms Naylor. I took a double take to make sure it was for me and then picked it up with a puzzled look on my face. It read:

Ms Naylor,

You were right. I can't go on like this, leading him on.

I'm leaving to stay with my mother in Hong Kong.

I'm sorry for the short notice.

Dr Tara Lo.

What had i done? For once I felt a deep pit in my stomach slowly engulfing me. At that moment Oliver burst into the door.

"Tara has gone!" he cried

I could instantly tell the young doctor had been crying.

"She can't have gone far Oliver... Have you tried calling her?" I asked him with a sympathetic tone to my voice.

"Of course I have." He paused "just leave it Jac. She never had the decency to tell me about her tumour in person. Why should I care anymore?"

I looked up at him

"You found out?" I asked him

He nodded, tears trickling down his face.

"You know?" He said glaring at me

"I was going to tell you at the end of the day if she hadn't already. I'm not that harsh Valentine; although I may look it."

The room was silent; we both sat there unknown f what to say to one another.

"I'm going to stay in one of the On call rooms tonight if you need me. I don't particularly feel like heading home tonight." Oliver mumbled.

I just gave him that re assuring look still unknown of what to say.

It was my fault; like everything was. She had just left him because I effectively forced her to.

I had been such a long time since this distant emotion had taken over me.

I came out of my daze and grabbed my handbag, quickly walking out of my office to try and avoid...

"Ms Naylor where d'you think you're going?" Asked Johnny, stopping me in the corridor.

"Home." I said sharply

"Not on my watch your not! It's Friday, let ya hair down!" He tried to argue

"No."

"C'mon what's up with you? I know you're always cranky and all but something is up." He interrogated me.

"Honestly, I'm perfectly fine. Long day that's all." I replied to him. He let go of my shoulders and pecked me on the cheek before waltzing off.

I wiped my cheek and pulled a disgusted face at him, he just laughed it off as per usual. I walked into the empty lift. For a few moments I fell into a daze, oblivious to the outside world.

The sudden cranking noise of the lift opening made me conscious again.

"Jac!" called Sacha

I just smiled at him, trying to avoid any social contact.

"I was wondering if you were out for a drink tonight. It is Friday after all..." he asked me beaming.

I looked up at my friend and raised my eyebrow.

"Take that as a no then shall I?"

" I'm just not in the mood." I said bitterly.

But Sacha being Sacha he wouldn't let me go until I had finally agreed with him.

He grabbed my arm tugging me along with him, I didn't have much chance to fight him off.

"Alright. I give in, but only ONE drink Sacha.."

He just laughed at me.