On the seventh floor was a woman, a woman whose beauty was filled with elegance, she looked to be very reserved and shrewd. Although she was old in age, her appearance said nothing of the sort. Kieth, being her attending doctor, met her every day whenever he was doing rounds. He developed quite good relations with her. Occasionally, she would tell him about her daughter and about how she wished her daughter was more like him. Melissa, that was her name, a sweet and stubborn lady who was cursed to live in a hospital until she drew her last breath.
Seeing Virela that night reminded him of Melissa, his sweet Melissa. Virela looked just like Melissa, her hair and height were different but all in all, she was a copy of Melissa. It was like he was looking at a younger and healthier version of Melissa, it was weird.
Although he didn't know who she was, he felt like he had known her for years. She was more quiet and less expressive than Melissa. She looked like she was living a life in her own little word, not caring about a thing in the outside world. He was very intrigued. "This woman is interesting", he mumbled as he was finishing his rounds on the 4th floor.
After his rounds, he decided to visit his dear Melissa. Perhaps looking at the strange woman made him miss Melissa.
He went up to the 7th floor and anticipated seeing Melissa waiting for him in her room, but as he entered the room he walked in to a surprising sight.
Silence quickly spread across the room. Nothing but stares were exchanged in that room. There was an awkward exchange of look's between Keith and the familiar girl. It was Virela.
Quick to break the silence, Melissa introduced her. "Keith hun, this is my daughter...Virela. Ela this is Keith, my attending."
They both smiled at each other not knowing what to say. The atmosphere completely turned though, as Melissa started rambling on about how she longed for the day the two met. She expressed her desire for the two to be together as she loved them both very deeply.
"Are you trying to guilt me into marrying your attending?" Virela questioned her mother. "I'm not guilting you into anything dear, I'm just saying, I would very much appreciate it if you got together with Keith." The woman said in a shrinking tone. "I think that he will care for you best when I'm gone". Melissa said as she tucked her daughters hair behind her ear.
"Are guilting me too?" Keith asked in a more than happy tone. Melissa chuckled as she answered his question, "unless you want me to". And with that the room was filled with two voices chuckling at the dry humor. Virela stood as still as possible, hoping she could dissipate as fast as the laughter from the dry joke did.
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After a long day of drama and witnessing someone's near death experience, Virela was more than tired as the amount of socializing she did today was overwhelming.
She got into her quiet house and was immediately met with a familiar peace of mind. This was her space. She proceeded to her bathroom and got her bath ready.
As the hot water ran down into the tub, she put her hand through it. She felt part of her stress run down together with the water. She spread out her roses and rose milk throughout the tub and got out her favorite wine. She was determined to unleash her ultimate relaxation tools.
She slowly entered the tub. As her body met the hot water, shivers were spread across her body. After such a day, all she needed was a rose bath and a few glasses of wine to go with it. She sat in the tub for a good 30 minutes, it was not long before she drifted into her personal wonderland.
On the other hand, Keith got home and regretted entering his house. His two roommates had thrown a party in their house. All keith wanted to do was come home, eat, and sleep. Preferably in silence. He knew as soon as he entered his home, none of that would be possible. It was just his wishful thinking.
He entered the kitchen, grabbed whatever was being served and headed straight for his room. Entering his room was yet another choice he was going to regret. He walked on in a very unholy sight. It was almost gore except it was less bloody. His best friend was on his bed with two other girls who were biting and licking him in every space they could fit their tongues into. He was enjoying the sight of the two ladies fighting over who could go first.
Keith stood there in disbelief, not knowing whether he should leave or have them leave. His bed was being violated in so many ways, he wondered if he should just burn it. And to his horror, his friend looked at him. Jack, his friend, and Keith locked eyes for a few seconds until Jack said the unthinkable.
To Keith, Jack was like a brother. They did almost but not quite everything together. So when Jack said those words keith felt his blood boil. "What are you standing there for, come join us". Jack said in a slurred voice. "You batshit drunk son of bitch, have you completely depleted your brain cells you fucking whore!!" Keith erupted at him. "Get out, right now. Party is over. Go end that shit before I burn you and that bed together". His tone was harsh and filled with annoyance. All he wanted to do was sleep, but his best friend decided to ruin his night by bringing two ladies to his bed. Fully violating and tainting it as they went on with their adventurous activities.