Trauma has a way of following you
@hatestochange
~7 Years Ago ~
Ella had had her tour of the medical schools who were interested, and she had one in the afternoon the next day, but she was in New York for a week for free. She was gonna enjoy it, wanting to make sure she got the feel for the city and her first time out of state and celebrate her graduation from college. Hell she had no family, no friends, little to no cash, and had been on the street most her life she had a reason to celebrate. So she did, sheâd already had more than a few shots and was dancing about, but sheâd been making her way to sit at an empty seat drink in hand when someone bumped into her- or maybe she bumped into them? âShit- sorry.â Ella said loudly over the music as she heard the person echo similar sentiments, she looked up wiping her arm of the drink as the man in front of her did the same making sure it wasnât on his shirt. They both looked at each other for a minute before the man stepped closer, âYou alright?â She nods tilting her head back to look at him, âYeah, my drink may have suffered but Iâm good, what about you?â
He offered her a flirtatious smile, âYour poor drink, let me buy you another one?â
Ella smiled up at him matching his flirtatious expression, âWell I wonât say no to free drink.â
âJust the drink?â He asked
âMaybe more.â She teased, letting him lead her back towards the bar. As they waited for the drinks he leaned down as said into her ear, âIâm Nick, and you are?âÂ
âElla, nice to meet you Nick.â She said in response, smirking up at him ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Present DayÂ
Ella had finished her residency and was starting a new job in a couple weeks. Sheâd already moved into her new apartment and decided that her first vacation was in order, a real one. She had a passport now and decided she wanted beaches and sun, and fresh food, and somewhere far away. A colleague of hers went to Greece every year so Ella decided to start there- clubs, food, beaches, a private little villa she could have privacy in if she wanted to- and she wanted to. Sheâd just gotten in and spent some time on the beach as others went to dinner, before having her own dinner - not yet use to the time change she was up and ready to go even though it was late. She knew how she wanted to expend that energy as well, so she made her way to a club. The one closest to a few of the hotels since she was sure there were someone fellow tourists looking for one night fun.Â
It was a small place outside that boasted a tiki styled bar that amused her, and a busy dance floor which pleased her. She made sure her form hugging dress slid up a bit and she made her way to the bar to get a strong drink, but it wasnât long before someone came up to her flirting and obviously interested in getting more which she was happy to take the attention. Eventually she made her way to the dance floor with them, eyes closing as she enjoyed it, and surprisingly the music she normally just danced to the beat and ignored anything else because the music never interested her.Â
When her back was to their front she opened her eyes to see who the DJ was, only to stop moving eyes widening as familiar eye peered back at her and suddenly she back to the summer before med school and she was on the streets with the New Yorker who was up on the DJ stand. She was tense when the person behind her whispered in her ear and encouraged her to keep dancing- now she felt awkward thanks to the angry and surprised eyes that were now staring at her. She eventually excused herself from the man, and hid a bit as she drank a bit more to calm her nerves which helped. She saw the moment the man got off his set and headed to the bar. She walked over to the bar and leaned on the bar top next to him and said the same words she said years ago after his set, âI normally donât like the music at clubs, but youâre really good and have good taste in music.â











