Faint groans could be heard from underneath the heavy duvet of Elsie's bed. Much like her older, yet immature brother, she was most definatly not a morning person. Sighing, the girl pulled herself into a sitting position, so the mirror at the end of her single bed could show her reflection.
You could tell she had just woken up; her dark hair looked like a creative explosion, and there were faint lines from where she had slept on her hand, embedded on her face. The young girl released a long sigh, before shaking her head, in attempt to wake up, making herself dizzy in the process. She carefully placed down her feet on the tattered carpet, before shuffling towards the bathroom, ready to begin getting changed.
'A lot more had happened in her short time at the hospital.' She thought to herself, as she pushed open the white door to the single bathroom. She reached out for her hairbrush, begining to make a tactful retaliation to what her hair had become.
'Ethan Hardy...seems like a nice person. But that Doctor Knight...' Her mind ployed, as her brush became more victorious with every stroke. Soon, her hair was in it's poofy, but normal status, the ombre showing well. Elsie then proceded to plait a small section, and tie it into a ponytail she was also creating.
Ethan Hardy was a name that had been on her mind for a while now. When asking her brother for any infomation on him, being careful to keep a facade, he had simply replied, saying he was 'A nice guy, but a bit of a nerd.'
That was more than Elsie knew. All she knew was that he had amazing hair and was the younger half brother of Caleb Knight.
When the subject of brothers and sisters came onto her mind, she began to apply her makeup. Almost expertly, she began to apply her foundation, mascara, and other essential items.
Brothers and Sisters was A subject quite delacate to her. To say herself and Max had a few bumps in their childhood was about right. A few bumps which were not to be released from either his mind or hers.
The girl sighed again, noticing the smudge of mascara above her eye, and began to attempt removing it.
"Max!" A five year old Elsie shouted from the comfort of her bed. She nestled more under the pink blankets, enveloping her body, and paused for a few seconds for any responce. When she didn't have one, a small tear ran down her rosy cheek.
"Max!" She shouted again. This time, was more sucsessful. Loud thumping footsteps could be heard, and a moment later, and the door suddenly swung open.
"Yup?" A tired, ten year old Max stumbled into the room. He instanty woke up when he saw the crying form of his younger sister. Startled, he ran over to her, sitting on the edge of her bed, pulling her onto his lap, cuddling her close.
"M..M...ummy and Daddy are shouting. I, I don't like it!"She stuttered, her cries becoming more quiters. Max sighed, shushing her, until she was snuffling. Once she had completely calmed down, he tucked her back in, waiting until she was content.
But, as the ten year old Max went to walk out the door, a voice stopped him.
"Max? Stay?" It said, sitting up slightly.
The older Walker sighed, turning back, and climbing next to his little sister. After a few moments, she was curled against his chest, heavy breathing escaping her mouth.
Ethan Hardy silently walked through the Car Park of Holby Hospital. Every few moment, he would pull on the sleves of his grey blazer, ajusting it to the correct position. In one of his hands, was the brown briefcase - a old treasure found when cleaning out his mothers attic.
He suddenly found himself walking next to Doctor Chao. She had probally caught up with him, after seeing the back of the Doctor walking through the Car Park. She looked towards him, a neutral expression.
"Good Morning Ethan." She said, her normal tone being kept.
"Morning Lily. Have you-"
"Have you seen this new girl?" Lily began. It was unlike Lily to talk about her colleuges in a rude way. Correction. She talked about the newest colleuges in a rude way. Ethan remebered all too well, about not being a 'Team Player,' which he had taken to heart.
"Elsie? Well, yes. I think she's-"
"Bit of a slacker. Won't survive long." She stated, cutting Ethan off for a second time. He began to feel a slight tinge of protectiveness over Eliza's name, even though that should of been Max's job.
"Anyway. Coffee?" She questioned. Ethan paused for a moment.
"Of course." He said, begining to pull a five pound note out of his wallet. Before he could hand it to Lily, he felt it being pulled out of his hand. Confused, he turned around to see the cheeky chappie face of his older brother, now resigned to wearing his brown jacket, as Elsie still obtained his.
"I'll give it back!" He shouted, making his way inside. Ethan sighed. If he was ever paid back, he'd be a millionaire by Christmas.
"Elsie!" Called a voice, as the girl entered the ED, followed closely by her older brother. They both turned their heads to see Cal, standing by the coffee shop, gestuing for Eliza to come and join him. She cautiously looked back toward her brother.
"Go on. I've got to find- Zoe!" He cut himself off, seeing the figure of his girlfriend making her way towards the stairs. Elsie rolled her eyes, before making her way over to Caleb. The smile of his face seemed to grow slightly as she did so.
"Good morning." He said. "I see my coat came in handy." He said, gesturing to the fact she was now dressed in his black jacket.
"Oh!" She began "Well-"
"Keep it. It looks nice on you." He stated. Elsie felt herself somewhat sweetened, but kind of aqward. She tended to keep away from Cal, after the strong warning from Max.
Anyway, laddish types? Not her.
"Well, thanks!" She said, snapping back to her sences.
"Coffee? My treat. Well, Ethan's."
"Ethan?" The girl looked around hastily. Unless the Hardy brother had turned invisible overnight, there was no sign of him.
"Yeah." Cal said. "Lent me the money for Coffee. Well, I say 'lent.' I took it off him." He cheekily grinned, as he handed Elsie one of the cups.
"Right..." She replied. The girl really wasn't impressed. Prodominatly, she began to walk towards the main part of the ED, the coffee still warm in her hands.
Probally best to thank Ethan.
The man in question, was sitting on the sofa of the Staffroom, aimlessly twiddling his tan thumbs. The second his ears pricked at the sound of the door being opened, he saw the figure of Elsie.
To Ethan, she still looked beautiful. Her long dark hair was still loose, coming down to just above her waist. Her dark eyes met his, and a small smile appeared on her face.
"Hey." She murmured, her fingers tapping on the case of the coffee. Ethan pulled himself up, standing in front of Elsie, slightly taller than her.
"Morning." He said, looking down to his feet, then back up to meet her face.
"I wanted to say thanks. Y'know, for the Coffee." She stated, gesturing towards the cup in her hands. Ethan looked confused for a moment, but then realised.
"Ahh. Cal bought it." He said. The girl nodded, running a hand through her head, relising she had a elastic band stuck. She struggled for a moment, before looking towards Ethan, and continue struggling.
"Woah, wait, I got it." He pasued for a moment, before reaching out to touch Eliza's hair (Which he thought postively soft and amazing) and helpted to untangle the band caught. It took a few moments, but he soon had it out, and carefully stroked the girls hair back into place.
A small silence passed between the two, before a thought ran across Ethan's mind.
'Just ask her! Do it! Cowardy Cowardy Custard!'
"Ethan, Eliza?" Can you come here for a moment?" Charlie asked, his head poking around the corner of the Staffroom door. The two doctors looked at eachother, before exiting the Staffroom, Ethan feeling guilt like he was smothered by it.
"Now." Charlie began. "Mrs Beauchamp has something to ask you, Ethan." Charlie announces, his voice slightly croaky. "She wishes to ask you to a hospital, just to do a bit of motivation." He says.
To this day, we don't know if it was the way Elsie looked at him, or he didn't want to be seen as a chicken. But, he looked back at Charlie.
"That's fine." He replied. With a small nod, the older nurse made his way back towards Mrs Beauchamp's office, bearing news.
"You know." Elsie says, making Ethan jump slightly, "I didn't have you down as a public speaker." She suggested. Ethan turned slightly red, ajusting his glasses slightly.
"Neither did I." He joked. "But still, what can happen?"
Elsie rested a hand on his shoulder. "Precisely."
There you go! Chapter 5 already? I'm really loving updating everyday, it's definatly helping my english skills, considering my 'Connections' advisor from school reckons I got no future whatsoever...Thanks.
If you have watched the episode of Jeff's death, you can probally guess what the next chapter is based on. If not, I WARN YOU OF SPOILERS NOW.
ETWentHome - Cal's like that, he'll ask her out, no matter what he knows Ethan's thinking. Yes, Elsie would try and stop for Ethan, but it's also for a later story plot...
Paradoxilla - Eugh! I know it's fustrating! Muhaha! Yes, I do feel they are bonding, and it will defenatly be getting stronger. Thank you for the lovely review!
Thank you for reading! Remember to F&F!
-Jodie Rose Xx