Sorry I made the revisions sorry if I confused you this thing is this story was meant to be with different characters but I changed them to Serena and Darien So if you ever read the word (Alex) that is Darien thanks for reading

Chapter 1

She awoke in a pallid room. An unanticipated scream left her mouth. She felt she just need to here herself do it reassuring her that she had a voice. As hastily as the scream left her mouth was as swiftly as people swarmed in. She had suddenly realized where she was. She was in a hospital. She had a needle in her right arm injecting a clear substance and another needle on her left injecting blood. There were four people in front of her. Two middle aged men, going bald, looking at one chart. And two what seemed to be nurses loitering around pretending they had something to do.

The doctors seemed like intelligent men. Most doctors are all the same. Since their childhood, wasted all their times with childish hopes, dreaming about what it would be like to be a doctor, saving peoples lives. All through their school years they are dedicated, hard working, never slipping up, or acting their ages. They would never take risk because you couldn't take risks with people's lives. They spend more then one third of their lives in school, memorizing, and learning.

And then once they became doctors they realize the realness in it. They are the ones that see people in their worst moments, fighting, begging for life. They are the ones who see the sadness, the pain, and the cruelty of life itself. They see it so much it's plagued into their memory. They had no nightmares because everyday working in the hospital was one. And after time they begin to cope with having s life with no feelings at all, there wasn't time or room for such sentimental values. They blinded by ambition to just prolong as many lives as they can because that's all they know how to do anymore, the only thing the have left.

But they don't quite their jobs because they know how much people depend on them, and if they didn't miss out on life to take care of them, whom would. They made sacrifices for people they didn't even know. The girl in the bed respected that in them.

Her thoughts were altered when the doctors finally began to speak to her "Okay... Miss Serena Winters is that right" she nodded mutely beckoning him to continue with her silence and he did. "Well last night you were admitted here with a stab laceration on your left shoulder. Luckily it just missed the collar bone and didn't go all the way through you. Although when you arrived here you lost an extremely large amount of blood and you're going to have to stay here for a couple days.

"How did I get here?" she asked frailly staring at the two men.

"Your next door neighbor heard your screams and called the police. You should be lucky to have such nice neighbors in this town. You sound tired so we will let you rest. The nurses will come every now and then to check up on you. If you need anything, press the distress button and a nurse will come and assist you." She nodded and smiled undemonstratively and they left, all of them.

Serena turned her attention to her left shoulder. A cloth was wrapped around the flesh wounded she could feel the stitches that closed it, and then she noticed the dark red stained imprint on the cloth. Her attention shifted when the door opened. A young man in his young 20's walked in. He had green scrubs on and a nametag connected to one of the pockets. He was a tall and very attractive young man with dark indigo eyes, and pitch black hair. If Ivory was a different person she would cheapish flirt with him, but wasn't so she just stared. He was holding a tray and that was always a bad sign to her. In trays like that they always had shots with pain killers that caused drowsiness. Serena suddenly began to panicked she needed to distract him so she just said what ever came first into mind. "Uh, hi my name is Serena can I ask for yours." She said cheaply hoping she could draw him into a conversation.

"Darien."

"Wow sounds like a very powerful name."

"Thanks...I guess."

"So Darien are you a doctor, or a nurse or something along those lines," she asked him as he began read her chart.

"I am an intern."

"That's really great... so you must be smart."

"I guess you could say that."

"Hey Darien can you do me a favor and get me something to drink, my throat is dry." She asked deciding that getting him to leave her along it the medicine was the best thing to do.

"Sure, right after I give you this shot it's for the pain and it might make you a little sleepy." He etched towards her with the shot in his hand.

"No! Wait, can you please do it now? Well...to tell you the truth I am little afraid of needles and uh, the water will calm me down. Please. I promise to repay the favor." She forced herself to sit up in the bed cringing slightly from the pain in her arm. She stared into his dark eyes with her ashen azure ones. He couldn't help but to relent.

"Well... okay, I can see that you are scared. So I'll be right back with some water stay in bed" he said as he set the injection down in the tray and left the room. She was lucky enough to have a bathroom in her room. She struggled getting out of bed trying her best to ignore the pain. She grabbed the needle from its tray and went to the sink to pour out the medicine; she then quickly filled it with water. She wobbled back to tray and placed the needle back in it and then wobbled back to bed; she new that this plan wasn't the smartest thing to do but it was better than the medicine nonetheless. Seconds later Darien was back with a slightly larger tray filled with food. "I think you're in the wrong room, I only asked for a cup of water." Ivory said as small smirk gracing the corners of her mouth. 'God she's beautiful' he thought to himself as he walked over to her trying his best to remain impassive.

"Well its lunch time and the nurse didn't want to come in the room, and begged me to do this for her... I see you make friends fast."

"Yes, I'm a doll everyone loves me."

"Oh yes, simply lovely, everyone loves a smart ass patient." he said allowing himself to smile at her.

"Touché, now aren't you a smart ass."

"Thank you I take much pride in it. Well...here's your food when you finish eating I'll give you your shot."

"Okay... so what happens if I refuse to eat this?"

"I'll wait here till you do," he said placing the tray on the small table in front of Serena, then taking a seat next to the bed. He stared at her for a while.

"Shit than I better finish this fast."

"Am I that unwanted?" he asked raising his brow to her. She ignored him and began to eat the food he had brought her.

"Jesus! This crap taste like shit!" she said spiting the food into a napkin. He just smugly laughed at her.

"Why do you think all the doctors go out for lunch?"

"I'm not going eat this shit."

"That's not my problem."

"Good... So tell me how old are you?" She said pushing the table away, she was bored enough to make conversation.

"Well let me see I am about... my age doesn't concern you" he retorted sardonically.

"Oh... that old don't worry I get it" she said as he began to get comfortable in his chair.

"Well I am 17 but I am turning 18 in a couple of months. Now, how old are you?"

"I just turned 23 recently." They spent several hours talking to each other losing track of time. Even when his shift ended he continued to talk to her, just sitting next to each other talking was affecting them with enticing sensations. The nurse came in at 7:00 and asked him why he had been here so long he just laughed, and said that they were enjoying each others company. She inquisitively asked.

"What were you two enjoying about each other," as if it was any of her business. He smirked and got up to get the needle she frowned at his dismissal and left.

"You're in trouble," Serena sang sardonically to him.

"I better get going let me give you your shot," he said with it in his hand. Serena nodded and he approached her and stuck it in her vane. He finished the shot and then kissed her on the cheek, and softly said it was a nice conversation. Serena had not expected him to do that. She grimaced as he left, instantly knowing that she shouldn't have held a conversation with him for so long. He seemed to be getting sentimental with her. Obviously she did now want to happen...

Serena sits in her hospital bed. It is about twelve O'clock; she's been up all this time and is becoming sleepy. She picks a point on the wall and begins to stare, not blinking. It is a struggle to keep her eyes open. Nights are always the worst for her. At night, in a hospital there was almost nothing to keep her busy, nothing to keep her awake. Now its one O'clock and she finally managed to gather the strength to get out of bed. She wobbled her feeble body to the private bathroom. She looked at her dead white reflection, her pale skin surrounded by utter blackness, except for the sapphire of her eyes and blonde hair that seemed much darker in the night. She lifted her hair from her left shoulder revealing the patch that covered her shoulder wound. The whole patch had been stained red, the patch and would have to be replaced tomorrow.

Serena moved away from the mirror and sat on the toilet for awhile, humming. She sat on the toilet a full thirty minutes and need a new distraction. She looked at the mirror again; a piece was missing from the upper right edge. Serena stood on the toilet set and broke a piece form the edge of the mirror. It was about the size of her pinky. She stepped off the toilet and went back to the bed. She slid the gurney up to revel the upper part of her thigh. She pressed the glass into her thigh, she didn't flinch, and she could hardly feel it, sleep depravation had made her numb. She slid that glass across her thigh. Lifted, relocated, and repeated; an hour later her thigh covered in both caked and wet blood. Directly under her foot there was now a small puddle of red. She looked at her thighs and she couldn't even tell were the blood was coming from anymore the blood covered everything.

Serena dropped the glass to the floor just let the pain take over her. It was now three thirty in the morning. The puddle on the floor had dried and had become a crusted. Serena finally got out of the bed. She walked to the bathroom sink she took out some napkins that she had saved from lunch, dipped them in water crawled to what used to be puddle and wiped the floor she had to use all four napkins to clean the mess. While cleaning, she found the glass that she used to cut herself and hid it into the pillow. Went back to the bathroom flushed that napkins and took a shower to clean herself. Afterwards she went back to the bed and quickly ripped the bed-sheets from the bed and folded and did the same with her gurney. And she walked out with only a towel on. She was familiar with this hospital; she had been here before. She walked straight into the supply room and exchanged the dirty sheets and gurney for clean ones. She exited the room and walked calmly back to her room. She patiently put the bed sheet on the bed. She let out a petite yawn and looked at the clock it was four-fifty. She decided to go to the cafeteria and get some coffee.

It didn't take her long to arrive to the hospital cafeteria. She entered and scanned the room, the cafeteria which was virtually empty. She spotted a young man at a table with a book and decided to convince him into buying her some coffee. She approached the table and sat in the seat in front of the man. The man stayed reading his book. Serena annoyed by him obviously ignoring her presence then knocked on the table. "Hello...is anybody home." He then set his book down and to her surprise, revealed himself to be Darien.

"Aren't you supposed to be in bed, sleeping...?"

"Well I couldn't get much sleep and decided to get some coffee and who else but a nice doctor to get me one."

"Really you better go find one I'm not a doctor yet." Darien replied lifting up his book to continue reading.

"You sure are cranky in the morning, but know how to cure that for you." Darien groaned slightly and set his book aside.

"And that cure would be what?"

"Buying me coffee." She grinned widely leaned forward. He couldn't help but take in her lovely sent. He had never smelled anything so tantalizing before. He couldn't even distinguish what it was all her knew was the most attractive aroma he had ever had the pleasure of sniffing. He fought himself not to push her down on the table and drown himself in that smell, in her. He forced himself to take his eyes off her and he reluctantly managed to do just that he stared at and ugly fat man in hopes of discouraging his little friend down below.

He still couldn't handle it she was getting closer tempting him he had to get out of there before he did something obscene with her in front of other. Darien abruptly jumped out of his seat, in almost complete loss of control. "Well if it's to cure me from morning side effects I will just have to get you that coffee... wait here." He almost ran away from her but was relieved when the distance between them gained and for some reason he also felt pained by it.

She watched him walk away befuddled by him and just decided to ignore it at least he was going to buy her coffee and at that moment that's all she could think about, She then turned her attention the book that he left sitting on the table. The cover had an illustration of a human skeleton, and was titled Anatomy. She opened it and glanced at the pictures of bones either: fractured, broken, burned, or decomposed, some were actually quite brutal and gruesome. She closed the book when she saw that Darien was coming back. She could not help but smile he had a weakening affect on her, in her heart she wanted to give into it but her brain was reasoning with her that these emotions she was having had to come to an end.