Dr. Cox POV
Oxygen filled my lungs as I inhaled deeply after Newbie's speech. "Boy, I hear that. My parents were alcoholic drunks that beat us at every turn. It's turned me into a cynical bastard and somehow, this kid still thinks the sun shines out of my ass," I said simply, rolling my lips. Newbie's cheeks turned rosy, egging me on. "I'll tell you a secret, there, kid. But ya can't tell Belinda over here because she might get a little hot and stuffy in her panties," I motioned to JD, pretending to whisper at Ian. Ian's dull brown eyes met mine finally.
"He's the sun the shines out of my perfectly sculpted ass and the reason is because it is literally impossible for him to be anyone else. And thank gawd for that, because I swear I never thought I'd get out of the darkness, kid. It's not just about coming out of the closet. It's about slamming the door behind you, locking it and throwing away the key with the vow to never ever return. Don't let that shitty place take you down. You deserve to walk around in the open with the rest of us," Dr. Cox said. And with that, he nodded to the kid and we stood and looked at each other.
"If you need anything, even just someone to talk to, you can come talk to us," I said, noticing Newbie giving himself a self-five internally for the usage of "us". Ian nodded and slumped into his bed. "Thanks," he said simply. After checking his vitals, we started walking out of the room. "Hey, Dr. D," he called. Newbie turned to him. "Know where I can find some sunshine?" he asked. Before he could respond, he said, "If it were up my ass I'd know where it was," and laughed.
As the day progressed, Newbie and I hadn't seen each other for several hours which gave me much needed time to think. I slept with Newbie. I paraded our relationship around in front of everyone. I told him how I felt. Now, I have no idea what to do. I shouldn't have gone that far with the kid without thinking about what could come of it. I pictured Ian as Newbie, and shudders went down my spine as I stepped into the elevator. I snapped to my left, noticing the Hulk maintenance man. "You're welcome," the Janitor said. A scowl crept onto my face, clenching my fists in my coat pockets. "What are you talking about, ya big bafoon?" I scoffed. "You guys slept together," the Janitor proclaimed, making my skin boil.
We stepped out into the hall. What's he getting at?! I thought wildly. "And?" I said through gritted teeth. "Hah, hah, hah! Told you so. Didn't I tell ya? Ohh, I told ya. I told ya good," he laughed, sticking his pompous chin out. I crossed my arms. "I love getting what I want," the Janitor said. I raised my eyebrows at him as we turned the corner. "I won't be alone in my bullying anymore. There will be mini me's everywhere. Thanks to you, buddy," he playfully tried to punch me, but I successfully dodged it. I gave him a death glare and left him standing there as I went to tend on a patient.
Newbie will never be in that kid's place. That's just nawt going to happen because I'm not going to let it happen.
JD POV
At first I thought we had just been missing each other over the past few hours, but then I realized that Dr. Cox was actively avoiding me. Every time I saw him, he'd turn the corner, head into a room, or just simply turn the other way and walk away from me. I started to mope and drag my feet. What's his problem anyway? He told me he wasn't going to do this to me. "Dr. Cox!" I yelled, running up to him at the Nurse's station. I grinned at him, but it was returned with a grimace. "Go find someone else to pester, Shiloh, I'm done handing you treats," he snapped. "Why are you ignoring me?" I asked, flustered from the run and his dismissal. Dr. Cox chose not to answer and walked off, hitting my shoulder as he did so. I watched him walk away, pain seeping into my face.
The day dragged on. I managed to ignore the pang in my throat that came and went, but my heart felt heavy.
I caught up with Turk in the hallway. "JD, what is going on? Why did Dr. Cox hold your hand and warn everybody about your gayness? Did something happen with you and him?" I blinked. C'mon man, can't you see I'm not in the mood to talk about it? I looked off and shrugged. Turk studied me, seemingly slightly surprised at my response. He nodded and then clapped his hands. "Alright man, I know just what will cheer you up," he reassured.
We sat on the railing outside of the hospital and ate pudding. "Carla wants to throw me a birthday party like I'm some twelve year old kid with no friends. I don't want a party, I just want to go to the bar, have a couple of drinks, go home and take a bath. Is that too much for a guy to ask for?" Turk complained. "At least she's paying attention to you," I retorted, dipping into my pudding.
Turk looked at me until I looked at him. "You know I'm your best friend, right?" he asked dumbly. What kind of question is that? "Well that explains a lot of things," I replied with lazy sarcasm. He hopped off of the railing. "I'm not gonna judge you, man, tell me what happened between you and Dr. Cox," he insisted. I hesitated. "….If you act grossed out, I won't talk to you for a week! It'll be really hard but I can do it," I warned, hopping off of the railing too.
Turk placed his hands on his hips. "Come on, dude, I can handle it. I mean it's not like you guys slept together," he brushed off. I just stared into his chocolate eyes, hoping he would understand my silence. He did. Shock flew onto his face, leaving him speechless for a few moments.
. "…You slept with Dr. Cox?" he managed. "Yeah, and…now he won't talk to me," I responded sadly. This immediately angered Turk, which is also why I didn't want to tell him. "I could have told you that that would happen! It's Dr. Cox! JD, why didn't you tell me?!" he exclaimed.
"Turk, calm down, it just happened last night," I said. "Nah, man, why didn't you tell me that you had feelings for the guy?" he asked, feeling hurt. "I didn't really know that I did until last night," I tried explaining. Turk didn't buy it and shook his head. "Honest!" I insisted. "Yeah, right. You've had feelings for him this whole time, but you didn't want to admit it to yourself, huh?" he pushed. I looked off. "Whatever, man. I'll forgive you for that. But I ain't forgiving him for doing this to you," he pointed at me. I pleaded with him, "C-Bear, I'm fine. He's probably just freaking out a little." Turk raised his eyebrows at me. "Well he shoulda thought about it before seducing you," he concluded, giving a nod. "It was in the heat of the moment. One second we're cuddling on the couch, the next we're cuddling in his bed, the next he's kissing me, then I get aroused and he gets-"
"Dude!" Turk interrupts, scowling. "Yeah, you're right I shouldn't think about that too much," I quiver, covering my giblets. Turk looks down at my coverage, "Mr. Peeps, you stay in your hiding place until I say it's safe to come out," he said. My eyes widen. He was already walking away, doing his "I'm on a mission" walk. Oh, dear god, no. "Turk!" He chucked up the deuces and headed back inside.
"Mr. Peeps will do just fine on his own! Turk!"
Chocolate Bear disappeared fast and it was impossible to find him so I started asking all of the staff if they'd seen him. No one had. My shift was coming to an end and I spotted Carla heading to the bathroom. "Carla! Do you know where Turk is?" she stopped and looked at me with surprise at my urgency. But she also seemed really on edge. I wondered if she was trying to keep a secret. "He left an hour ago, Bambi. Dr. Cox left too in case you were wondering," she included, giving me a look. "Guess I'll see him at home. Are you leaving soon?" I asked her. She nodded, "Yeah, I'll be home in forty five minutes or so." I turned to leave and she called after me, "Bambi!"
I looked back at Carla, who was heading toward me briskly. "Turk went to talk to Dr. Cox!" she blurted and then clamped her hands over her mouth. Classic Carla. "What?" I clenched my backpack straps, gulping. "Bambi, look, Dr. Cox might listen to him. Turk knows you best after all, maybe he will get some answers out of him," she reasoned. Grunting frustratedly, I turn and ran out of the hospital. Carla is going to give me shit for leaving that way but I don't care at the moment. Turk is at Dr. Cox's apartment talking to him…which is only going to make it worse. I got on my newly fixed scooter (and rode toward Dr. Cox's. I could hear my heart thumping loudly in my ears with my helmet on as I tried to think of what I wanted to say.