Author's note: Oh sorry about the delay. I was so tied up with school work
this week. And finally, it's Sunday. A day to relax and have fun. Not that
I got much relaxation, but it's better than most of this week =)
And anyone saw Final Destination 2? Is it good? I'm still debating with myself on whether to go and give some money to the cinema or not. should I go?
Whateva, let's stick to Carby. Here's another chapter for everyone. Enjoy. (Gosh, how original is that?)
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this fic or in ER. And I don't own Final Destination2 either.
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2. Betrayal
Carter's POV
"No I'll go." I surprised myself by sounding so cold. Wasn't I the one who moaned and groaned, always wishing that I could talk things over with Abby? And now, when the perfect chance came, I just blew it away, as if Abby didn't matter anymore.
Well, there's nothing I could do now, so I could only do what I said. I'll go.
"You can't fool yourself Carter; you know you still love her." Susan followed me out.
"I told you to stay with her."
"She doesn't need me."
"What?"
"She only needs you."
I whipped around to face her, wanting to tell her to back off and mind her own business, but when I looked into Susan's face, all I could see was sincerity, honesty, as if she was actually begging me to go to Abby. She really cares Abby, I thought, amused. Oh course, it's only you all along who was insincere, who betrayed Abby. Good to know that at least someone cares.
"Susan." Lydia came over and handed her a chart. "Multiple pile-up, 2 critical, 3 minors, ETA 3 minutes."
Susan took the chart from Lydia and glanced at me. "Just talk to her." She urged.
"Whatever." I muttered. It wasn't as if a talk could straighten everything out. Abby still lied to me about her drinking. If the numerous talks we had before didn't work, what could one more talk do? Nothing much, I suppose. So why should I be the one who take action? Abby was the one who sinned, not me.
"Ah, is that the truth Carter?" My inner voice argued with me. "Don't you remember what you did?"
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*Flashback*
What's wrong with her? Is she drunk again? I thought as I walked up to the hospital, abandoning Abby. I had seen her at times like this, but never ever did she turn down my offer to help like I'm a piece of trash. Like I'm some kind of pest to her. Am I, Abby? Am I now a piece of crap to you?
The sudden brightness of the hospital interior momentarily blinded me. I rubbed my eyes and continued down the hallway to the lounge. I seriously need to lie down. I need to take a break from life. It had been too long a day.
"Carter, you got a patient with minor burns in exam four." Chuny handed me a chart.
I groaned. "Couldn't Chen take it?"
"She's not on yet."
"Susan?" "Went home."
"Well, I'm not on either. My shift doesn't start until seven, and it's only five. And I really need to lie down."
"Count yourself as unlucky." She said, pushing the chart into my arms.
"What? Wait." but she was already gone. I sighed all the way to exam four. I pushed open the door and begun my oh-so-boring doctor talk.
"I'm Doctor Carter, and I'm here to treat your." My sentence was cut off when I saw who it was before me.
"Hey John."
It was Kristy, my former girlfriend. One that had escaped from being discovered by the ER, or should I say, from Susan? Kristy's the second woman I had loved most in my life. But my love to her wasn't even close to the love me and Abby shared. Abby was the woman who rocked my world. Abby, Abby, Abby. But is the chemistry between us over for now? I don't know. I wish I do.
"So, what did you do to yourself?" I cleared my throat and began to clean her wounds.
She smiled at me, showing her dimples. God, she's beautiful. Her brown hair gleamed under the lights, her smile so warm and welcoming. Focus Carter, its Abby that you love. I told myself. But it is hard to control yourself when your wife just shot you down and all of a sudden, your former love appears next to you.
"What's wrong John? Somebody hurt you, huh?"
"What?" I nearly jumped out of my seat.
"Guess I'm right then."
"What's there to be right?" That's right Carter, play dumb.
"You're not fooling anyone."
"What?"
"Well, it's just that you're wearing your little worried look. You know the look you always have on your face when things don't go your way." She pressed her face closer and closer to mine, until it got so close that I could smell her mint breath. But still, I didn't move, didn't even try to back away from her.
"Who is it John?" She said, running her fingers up and down my shirt. "Who's this woman?" Before I could say anything, she pressed her lips against mine. They were so soft and warm, so different from Abby's hard and coldness.
Abby. Oh god. What am I doing?
"No, I can't do this." I pushed Kristy away.
She just smiled slyly. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Kris. I couldn't do this to Abby."
"Ah, Abby."
I remained silent. There is not need of explaining to her. The truth is already told. Abby betrayed me. She lied to me. I don't even know if she loves me anymore, and most certainly, the feelings I have for her doesn't matter now.
"You know you want to do this John. You want to but you can't. You're hurt right? Why don't you just forget about the hurt and hatred you received from her tonight and have fun now?" She began to unbutton my shirt. This time, I didn't stop her. Before I knew what we're doing, we're lying on the gurney, doing things that we shouldn't be doing.
I shouldn't do this. This is not right. Stop Carter. What are you doing? But this feels so right, so good, that all I wanted to do was to melt into the present situation, to not care about anything else, to throw my troubles far, far behind me, never picking it up again. And so, I played along with Kristy, each of us knowing that what we're doing is wrong, but none of us trying to stop it. After all, it's only for one night.
*End of flashback *
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Right now, I'm burning in hell. What I had done was so wrong, so much worse than what anyone have ever done to me. That's right, at the present, I feel as if Paul Soborski is more of a gentlemen than I am. Why shouldn't he be? It wasn't like he had cheated on his wife.
"I'm sorry." I muttered, wishing that Abby could hear this somehow. "I never meant it to be this way. I'm sorry."
I have to talk to her. I decided. I just have to. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. I was just about to punch her number when the phone rang.
"Damn.' I said into the phone.
"Uh. hello? Am I calling at a bad time?" It was a woman's voice. A woman who had been crying.
There's never a good time, I thought. "No." I answered automatically.
"Thank god. John, I really need someone to talk to. Something terrible. something had happened. Meet me at my apartment in an hour okay? Please tell me you'll talk to me. I don't know what I could do if you don't come."
"Fine, I'll be there. Wait for me." I hung up the phone. She had sounded so helpless and so depressed that I'm driving myself crazy, worrying about her. I got to go to her. It's the least that I could do.
I jumped into the car and started the engine, heading towards west Chicago. I ignored the increasing feeling of guilt in my heart. She's just a friend, I reasoned with myself. Just a friend.
The caller was Kristy.
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And anyone saw Final Destination 2? Is it good? I'm still debating with myself on whether to go and give some money to the cinema or not. should I go?
Whateva, let's stick to Carby. Here's another chapter for everyone. Enjoy. (Gosh, how original is that?)
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this fic or in ER. And I don't own Final Destination2 either.
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2. Betrayal
Carter's POV
"No I'll go." I surprised myself by sounding so cold. Wasn't I the one who moaned and groaned, always wishing that I could talk things over with Abby? And now, when the perfect chance came, I just blew it away, as if Abby didn't matter anymore.
Well, there's nothing I could do now, so I could only do what I said. I'll go.
"You can't fool yourself Carter; you know you still love her." Susan followed me out.
"I told you to stay with her."
"She doesn't need me."
"What?"
"She only needs you."
I whipped around to face her, wanting to tell her to back off and mind her own business, but when I looked into Susan's face, all I could see was sincerity, honesty, as if she was actually begging me to go to Abby. She really cares Abby, I thought, amused. Oh course, it's only you all along who was insincere, who betrayed Abby. Good to know that at least someone cares.
"Susan." Lydia came over and handed her a chart. "Multiple pile-up, 2 critical, 3 minors, ETA 3 minutes."
Susan took the chart from Lydia and glanced at me. "Just talk to her." She urged.
"Whatever." I muttered. It wasn't as if a talk could straighten everything out. Abby still lied to me about her drinking. If the numerous talks we had before didn't work, what could one more talk do? Nothing much, I suppose. So why should I be the one who take action? Abby was the one who sinned, not me.
"Ah, is that the truth Carter?" My inner voice argued with me. "Don't you remember what you did?"
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*Flashback*
What's wrong with her? Is she drunk again? I thought as I walked up to the hospital, abandoning Abby. I had seen her at times like this, but never ever did she turn down my offer to help like I'm a piece of trash. Like I'm some kind of pest to her. Am I, Abby? Am I now a piece of crap to you?
The sudden brightness of the hospital interior momentarily blinded me. I rubbed my eyes and continued down the hallway to the lounge. I seriously need to lie down. I need to take a break from life. It had been too long a day.
"Carter, you got a patient with minor burns in exam four." Chuny handed me a chart.
I groaned. "Couldn't Chen take it?"
"She's not on yet."
"Susan?" "Went home."
"Well, I'm not on either. My shift doesn't start until seven, and it's only five. And I really need to lie down."
"Count yourself as unlucky." She said, pushing the chart into my arms.
"What? Wait." but she was already gone. I sighed all the way to exam four. I pushed open the door and begun my oh-so-boring doctor talk.
"I'm Doctor Carter, and I'm here to treat your." My sentence was cut off when I saw who it was before me.
"Hey John."
It was Kristy, my former girlfriend. One that had escaped from being discovered by the ER, or should I say, from Susan? Kristy's the second woman I had loved most in my life. But my love to her wasn't even close to the love me and Abby shared. Abby was the woman who rocked my world. Abby, Abby, Abby. But is the chemistry between us over for now? I don't know. I wish I do.
"So, what did you do to yourself?" I cleared my throat and began to clean her wounds.
She smiled at me, showing her dimples. God, she's beautiful. Her brown hair gleamed under the lights, her smile so warm and welcoming. Focus Carter, its Abby that you love. I told myself. But it is hard to control yourself when your wife just shot you down and all of a sudden, your former love appears next to you.
"What's wrong John? Somebody hurt you, huh?"
"What?" I nearly jumped out of my seat.
"Guess I'm right then."
"What's there to be right?" That's right Carter, play dumb.
"You're not fooling anyone."
"What?"
"Well, it's just that you're wearing your little worried look. You know the look you always have on your face when things don't go your way." She pressed her face closer and closer to mine, until it got so close that I could smell her mint breath. But still, I didn't move, didn't even try to back away from her.
"Who is it John?" She said, running her fingers up and down my shirt. "Who's this woman?" Before I could say anything, she pressed her lips against mine. They were so soft and warm, so different from Abby's hard and coldness.
Abby. Oh god. What am I doing?
"No, I can't do this." I pushed Kristy away.
She just smiled slyly. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Kris. I couldn't do this to Abby."
"Ah, Abby."
I remained silent. There is not need of explaining to her. The truth is already told. Abby betrayed me. She lied to me. I don't even know if she loves me anymore, and most certainly, the feelings I have for her doesn't matter now.
"You know you want to do this John. You want to but you can't. You're hurt right? Why don't you just forget about the hurt and hatred you received from her tonight and have fun now?" She began to unbutton my shirt. This time, I didn't stop her. Before I knew what we're doing, we're lying on the gurney, doing things that we shouldn't be doing.
I shouldn't do this. This is not right. Stop Carter. What are you doing? But this feels so right, so good, that all I wanted to do was to melt into the present situation, to not care about anything else, to throw my troubles far, far behind me, never picking it up again. And so, I played along with Kristy, each of us knowing that what we're doing is wrong, but none of us trying to stop it. After all, it's only for one night.
*End of flashback *
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Right now, I'm burning in hell. What I had done was so wrong, so much worse than what anyone have ever done to me. That's right, at the present, I feel as if Paul Soborski is more of a gentlemen than I am. Why shouldn't he be? It wasn't like he had cheated on his wife.
"I'm sorry." I muttered, wishing that Abby could hear this somehow. "I never meant it to be this way. I'm sorry."
I have to talk to her. I decided. I just have to. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. I was just about to punch her number when the phone rang.
"Damn.' I said into the phone.
"Uh. hello? Am I calling at a bad time?" It was a woman's voice. A woman who had been crying.
There's never a good time, I thought. "No." I answered automatically.
"Thank god. John, I really need someone to talk to. Something terrible. something had happened. Meet me at my apartment in an hour okay? Please tell me you'll talk to me. I don't know what I could do if you don't come."
"Fine, I'll be there. Wait for me." I hung up the phone. She had sounded so helpless and so depressed that I'm driving myself crazy, worrying about her. I got to go to her. It's the least that I could do.
I jumped into the car and started the engine, heading towards west Chicago. I ignored the increasing feeling of guilt in my heart. She's just a friend, I reasoned with myself. Just a friend.
The caller was Kristy.
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