Bad Boys Rule

by Naughty Aphrodite

  He looked around. “I truly love this place. Here I’ve been able to find such fulfillment in simply just seeing the family of a patient I saved, weep for joy at their second chance with a loved one. Each time I was able to savor that, it truly cracked a light in my pompous and burdened soul. I plan to improve the hospital. Get as many new and honest doctors as I can to meet the demand... but it’s not been easy so far. It seems that only people whom life has taught a severe lesson know the beauty of a hospital such as this.”

  “It does have a beautiful spirit,” Aisha agreed. “I also love it here, however, I’m worried. I’ve heard about the medical board’s harassment, and the director is probably already aware that I’m alive. I feel as though the battle hasn’t even started.”

  Caleb smiled as his hands brushed softly across her dark brows, soft nose, and full lips.

  “Leave that to me,” he said. “Handling the director will be a quick battle.”

  Aisha looked at him as though he were crazy. “And the medical board?”

  “We’ll see,” he said and pulled her once more into his arms.

  His eyes strangely assured her, but his words did nothing to settle her troubled heart.

  Chapter 24

  Caleb stood in the OR, fully prepped as he watched the monitor for the Director’s vitals.

  Just then the door opened, and Kate walked in, fully suited up. He listened as she rehashed all they had discussed before the surgery.

  “Make sure that this is a success,” the Director said coldly before inhaling the anesthetics and Caleb couldn’t blame his changed tone towards him. He had now turned from a ward into a threat. Kate, on the other hand, had demanded to join in to monitor the surgery, just like he’d expected. Amused at her hawk-like gaze, he turned his attention towards her father and began.

  “Scalpel,” he called, and the blade was put in his hand.

  He cut open the abdomen, and then went ahead to examine the plaque buildup inside Director’s arteries.

  “I remember the first day I saw you,” Caleb said to Kate, “your nose started to bleed and you freaked out.”

  At first, she was reluctant to speak. “You remember that?” she asked.

  “Of course I do. Our parents had come together to cook dinner for the first time and left me to watch you while they ran out for supplies. You were still about eight I think, while I was thirteen.

  “You helped me stop the bleeding,” she said. “But then when I still kept crying you grabbed the toy surgical kit my dad had gotten me, and started to teach me how to suture a dummy. The tears instantly seized.”

  “I was just as amazed as you were,” he said. “Bovie.”

  A nurse handed it over to him.

  “I fixated it in my mind from then on that perhaps you loved medicine, and I felt a bit of pride that I had helped you figure it out at such an early age.”

  She scoffed and Caleb glanced at her. “I was wrong, wasn’t I? What I had failed to notice at first, were the crayons and paper that were scattered all over your room. You were an artist, and I had just thrust a scalpel into your hand. I figured it out when you struggled through medical school and yet still remained miserable even when you became a doctor. You never seemed able to keep up and at first, I wondered what the problem was. You were extremely smart so that couldn’t be it. One day you mentioned it in passing to me, as a joke. You said, ‘I hate hospitals and medicine. I only followed this path because that was what everyone expected’ and I didn’t protest because at least I’d get to be with you.”

  “The truth is most usually said as a joke,” Kate said. “And a lie in anger. Too bad you never...” she paused. “All I’ve seen this far is your anger.”

  “I’m the exception to that rule,” he said. “I always say the truth, whether amused or enraged. Life is already too complicated for anything else. Suction,” he called.

  “So I want to ask you, Kate, for the truth. Do not lie to yourself, and do not lie to me. Why was Aisha blamed for the failure of a surgery that she was not even present in, and the death of a patient that she had never even met?”

  Kate stared at him with disbelief. “Of all the places...” she said in disgust. “You’re asking me here?”

  Caleb was silent for a while before he answered. “This is where the lies will end,” he said.

  “Or else?”

  Caleb looked at the attendants around him. “Everyone except Head Nurse and attendant Kevin please take your leave.”

  Kate watched them file out of the OR, and her mouth fell open. When attendant Kevin barred the door and turned to her, she blew up.

  “What the hell do you think you are doing? Have you gone mad, Caleb?”

  “I really hate it when you make a fuss,” he said calmly. “This will be very simple. Tell me the truth, and all will end well. Lie to me, or God forbid refuse to speak, and your father will meet his death, right on this table.”

  The entire room was thrust into a deadly quiet.

  “Caleb...” Kate muttered.

  “I never lie,” he said, “and I never say what I don’t mean! You should know this the most about me. You and your father hid everything so pardon me for having to result to this. But it is a trade I’m willing to make. The truth or his life.”

  Tears filled her eyes. “Caleb you are too ruthless. He trusted you… And so did I.”

  “But this is not about either of us or him. It’s about a life that he ruined, that you both ruined, without a bit of remorse.”

  “So now you want to ruin ours in return?”

  “That’s not my choice to make. I think it’s high time we all stop making choices for other people. For example, you are an artist in your heart and through watching you over the years I have come to realize it. What the hell are you doing in a hospital, feeling miserable and making mistakes? You should leave and go on to do what you truly want with your life.”

  Tears fell from her eyes.

  Suddenly, blood shot out from within the abdomen and splattered onto Caleb’s face. The monitor went crazy as the Director’s heart rate began to soar. Caleb stared at the bloody bowel.

  “Dr. Pace…” the Head Nurse called, her eyes on the dropping vitals.

  “That was not a mistake,” he said quietly and dropped blade in his hand.

  “What the hell are you doing?” Kate cried.

  “I touched one of his mesenteric arteries,” he said, and then glanced at the time. “I’ll give you two minutes to answer all of my questions, and if you cannot within that time then you know what will happen to your father.”

  “Caleb, you can’t do this. How can you do this?”

  “The Hypocrite’s lament. Think back four years ago to the girl that you framed and tried to kill. Her career was one of the few things she held so dearly onto her. She had worked her whole life for it. You should at least risk losing everything!”

  “Caleb! Caleb!”

  He took a step forward and placed his hand inside the abdomen. “Pad,” he called and was handed over the cloth to soak up the blood.

  “Hemostat,” he called, and with it, he clamped the artery shut. The monitor stopped going crazy for a moment as Director’s vitals began to stabilize once more, and everyone breathed easier.

  Kate ran towards the door and pulled it open, but found that it was sealed from the outside.

  “Help!” she screamed as she pounded on it. “Help!”

  “Kate, I’m not kidding,” Caleb said. The Head Nurse went over to set the timer and pressed down upon it.

  The countdown began.

  2:00

  1:50

  Kate kept crying. “You won’t get away with this, I swear it.” But no one said a word.

  “Caleb you’ve gone mad!” she screamed at the top of her lungs until she collapsed on the ground.

  1:30

  1:20

  Eventually, she yelled, “What do you want to know?”

 
“Why and how was Aisha framed? Speak fast, you only have a minute left.”

  “I misdiagnosed a patient and subsequently ordered the administration of a wrong drug. He died on the OR table.”

  “Why did you pick her to take the fall?”

  “I went to find you because I was scared, but instead I saw you sinking down to your knees and asking her to spend the rest of your life with you. It shattered me.”

  “So you chose her.”

  “I chose her. I figured I’d at least gain something from the catastrophe I had found myself in. Who knew that you’d drop everything and leave?”

  “What about her supposed death?”

  “I don’t know anything about that.”

  “You have thirty seconds left.”

  “I didn’t know about it until I met her again a few weeks ago. I thought that she had truly died, but then I saw her again and... I asked my father about it. He told me that he had wanted to be thorough, to leave no evidence. He hired a truck and the driver to by any means, push her little car off the road. If the accident didn’t kill her, then she was to be burnt alive in the vehicle.”

  The Head Nurse shook her head in horror.

  “She somehow survived it, and here we are.”

  “Time’s up,” Nurse Kang announced.

  “In many ways,” Caleb began, “you’re still family, simply because I cannot erase all of our memories together. So I will hand this confession over to Aisha. She will be the one to choose what she wants to do with this.

  I do not need to tell you not to dig your own grave my saying anything to anyone outside of this room, but if you cannot hold back then feel free. I’ll be more than glad to share your confession to the world. Escort her out,” he ordered and nurse Kevin picked up the phone. Moments later, the door was opened and Kate stumbled out.

  “Let’s resume,” Caleb told the Head Nurse and held out his hand.

  She gave him a hemostat, and he got to work.

  An hour later, he walked out of the OR and met Aisha waiting outside it. He stopped as he watched her, suddenly aware of the blood splattered all over his robe.

  “There was a commotion in the reception,” Aisha said. “Kate ran out in tears, screaming and promising that she would shut down the hospital. What happened?”

  “Caleb...” she called softly when he remained silent. He took a step forward and encased her in his arms.

  “Blood,” she started to protest, but he wouldn’t let her go so she relaxed into his arms and held him tightly.

  His voice shook as he spoke.

  “I am so sorry,” he said.

  “For what?” she asked, patting his back.

  He didn’t respond, but after a few moments, he pulled away and took her hands. “I’ll tell you on our way out,” he said and held her hand.

  “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “Home.”

  Chapter 25

  The atmosphere in the hospital was unusually cold. For once, the ER was empty, as all patients had been taken care of and moved to their respective wards, so Aisha stood by the nurse’s station updating charts.

  “Almonds?” One of the nurses offered the packet to her and she took a few pieces. “Thanks, Marlene. It is so unusually dull today.”

  True enough, barely a few moments after she had said that, all hell broke lose in the reception.

  “Where is Caleb Pace?!?” came an angry roar.

  The nurses and doctors all filed out to the reception to meet two men dressed in suits, standing in front of the double doors.

  “Bring Caleb Pace to me immediately,” yelled one of the men, and soon the murmurs died as Caleb appeared at the top of the stairs. Everyone turned to gaze at him and parted the way between both men.

  With a bitter laugh, the little girl’s father started to approach him, as Caleb walked slowly down the stairs with his hands in his coat’s pockets.

  They stopped when they were a few steps away from each other.

  “You have no manners,” Caleb shook his head. “Why make such a fuss in a place where there are so many ill people? I have an office if you want to speak to me.”

  “Not for long,” the man gloated. “I told you that I was going to destroy you.”

  He held up a letter and showed it to everyone around. “This is a notice from the Medical Board. An investigation has been launched against you, Caleb Pace, for medical malpractice over the death of Alice Bright.” He flung the paper at him and Caleb watch as it floated on the ground.

  Aisha felt unable to breathe.

  “As from this moment on, you Dr. Pace, are forbidden from administering any medical care to patients, until the investigation has been completed. Failure to adhere to this will result in the immediate suspension of your medical license. Feel free to act on your own will.”

  Aisha hurried over to retrieve the letter and went through it, her heart pounding within her chest.

  “You might regret serving me that notice,” she heard Caleb say and all eyes turned on him.

  The man’s smug look sent chills down Aisha’s body. His eyes appeared sunken, as though he had not slept in months and Aisha suddenly felt compassion for him.

  “Tell me, Dr. Pace, what is there to regret?”

  “You have a cerebral aneurysm,” he calmly said and the whole hospital went quiet. “Your vision is blurred is it not? And no, your lost sense and balance is not from vertigo, and neither are your droopy eyes and enlarged pupils from a lack of sleep. The aneurysm in your brain is about to rupture,” he raised his hand to glance at his watch. “Perhaps in a few moments, you might collapse on this very floor. Would you still want me to adhere to this piece of paper then?”

  The man didn’t believe a word of what Caleb was saying.

  “Every time you open your mouth to speak, I wonder how someone as inhumane as you could be a doctor,” he said in disgust. He walked up to Caleb to stand only mere inches from him and pointed his hands in his face.

  “You-”

  The entire hall gasped in shock as the man froze and collapsed on the ground.

  Chaos erupted as Dr. Reed, as well as few nurses, hurried over to him. A pen light was pulled out and his eyes inspected.

  Everyone looked up at Caleb with shock in their eyes, including Aisha.

  “This sure is a thankless job,” he said in a bored voice. He looked at man’s colleague who had run over to his collapsed front to shake him awake.

  “Do something you bastard!” he yelled when he saw that no one was responding to him. “Do something!”

  “I’ve been suspended from medical practice,” Caleb said. With a shrug, he winked at Aisha and turned around to head up the stairs.

  “Wait!” the man yelled. “I said wait!”

  Caleb glanced back at his fear-filled eyes and cocked an eyebrow.

  The words came out of man’s mouth as though he were chewing glass, “the suspension has been lifted, starting now.”

  Caleb rolled his eyes and continued walking back up. “Nurse Kevin,” he called out as he walked away and the male nurse stood at attention, amusement lighting up his face like a bulb.

  “Move him to the OR.”

  “Got it!”

  “Aisha...”

  “Don’t you dare!” came a roar and all eyes turned to Dr. Reed.

  “I’m a neurologist specialist. I will be the first assistant. Don’t you dare, Dr. Pace.”

  Caleb turned to Aisha, as she tried her best to stifle her laughter with a hand over her mouth.

  Caleb nodded. “Sure. Aisha, I’ll see you at home then,” he said, and the entire reception burst into oohs and aahs.

  She received bumps of approval from the nurses, and then the Head Nurse came over to give her a hug.

  Aisha had turned a deep shade of red by the time the woman let her go. She lowered her head and ran into the hallway to hide in embarrassment.

  Epilogue

 
Caleb and Aisha stood at the Norton County cemetery, gazing down at the marble headstone that held her name and death date.

  It was a beautiful day; the wind was blowing briskly, and the golden red maple leaves on the trees around them seemingly set ablaze by the rays of the overhead sun. She shifted closer to Caleb and held onto his arms.