Days went passed but he didn't speak to me, he didn't even look at me. I felt ashamed of myself. I've cheated on people before but it wasn't like this, I didn't feel like this. I didn't feel this bad when I slept with Lord Byrne and that was his father. I don't get why I feel like this, he means so much it hurts me to see his sad face.
She was in surgery all day so she didn't get to see Jonny but there was a peds girl up on Darwin so Sean was popping in ever now and then. He didn't want to stay on the ward for anymore time than he needed, he kept getting stare and it was extremely awkward. I didn't go near him and allowed Elliot and Oliver to take on the case. Oliver kept checking on me all day, he knew how easy it was to make a mistake like I did, well we did it together on Dasha. He was really good to me but I didn't get why I was always a bitch to him but some reason he cared. He even invited me out for a drink after work, I said no at first but the he convinced me otherwise. We sat in silence for about 10 minutes, then he finally spoke.
"So Naylor are you going to speak to me or not?" He said with a little grim but all I did was mumble back. "C'mon Jac, its me. You can tell me anything, talk to me about him" he placed a comfort hand on mine."I'm here for you Jac" I looked at him and my eyes welled up I couldn't control it no more.
"He broke up with me. End of Valentine" I necked the last of her wine trying to hide the pain. "I better go"
"Well there's still half a bottle, I can't finish on my own" I poured him another glass, he smiled at me pleased that I was willing to open up, talk to him. All he wanted was to be there for me.
We sat chatting about general stuff for a few hours. We were on the 2nd bottle of wine by this point. "So Jac, Jackiee, Jacqueline" Oliver slurred as he was so drunk, I gave him a glare. "So you and Jonny" he raised an eye brow.
"I slept with Sean, I screwed everything up. Its all my fault. I'm sorry" I said letting out tears, I couldn't control it any longer, they wouldn't stop coming out. What was wrong with me, I've never cried like this before, around anyone. He put his arm around my shoulder. We sat there for ages getting drunker and drunker. I was torturing myself, how was alcohol helping. It wasn't at all. We finally got up as the taxi had arrived. I convinced him that I could get myself home on my own. I got in the taxi. "127 Bermount Road" we got outside the house, I froze for a moment. "That's £17 love" I paid the taxi driver. I staggered up to the door and banged on it loudly. "Jonny, Jonny" I said cry so much. He came to the door, I didn't think he would. He looked down on me as I had fell on the floor. "What are you doing here Jac" I couldn't help but let out more tears, I was uncontrollable, I couldn't stop. He bent down to my level and stroked my hair out of my face.