Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 42

Angel's POV

I sat across from Thomas and gripped the edges of my tray. He stirred his coffee and stared into it like it held all the answers to life. I waited and tried not to show how nervous I was, how my heart was beating too fast.

"So, you've been here for a while now," Thomas began and stirred his drink. His eyes flicked up and met mine. "You must've noticed some weird things about the staff, yeah?"

I nodded, cautious. "I mean, yeah, but-"

"No, I mean... really weird." He leaned forward and lowered his voice, and I leaned in too. "Like the way they act around the patients. Almost too friendly, don't you think?" I frowned and tried to remember the times I'd noticed it but maybe brushed it off. "What do you mean?"

He leaned in further and I smelled the faint scent of his cologne. "They're really weird, Angel. They're not just here to take care of us."

I looked around and tried to see what he meant, even though I knew already. "Can you explain what you mean?"

Thomas took a sip and kept his eyes on me. "They're too friendly. Too touchy, especially with the patients."

I tried to brush it off, but something in his tone made me press further. "You think it's just part of the 'wellness treatment'?" I joked.

He didn't laugh. "Last week, I saw Nurse Stefan with one of the guys from my dorm. And I mean with him. Hands all over him, right in one of the treatment rooms."

I swallowed hard. "That's... maybe it's just part of her job? Some kind of therapy?"

Thomas shook his head. "It wasn't therapy, Angel. It was something else."

A chill went down my spine. "What do you mean?"

"There's more," he whispered and leaned closer. "I've seen Dr. Joe too. He's always watching, like he's waiting for something. And Dr. Nixon... she's always so stiff around him like she's scared."

My mind flashed back to that look on Dr. Nixon's face, that haunted, terrified look. "You think they're all in on something?"

Thomas nodded slowly. "It's like they're all part of some twisted game."

I stayed silent and let his words sink in, my heart pounding harder. "But why? What would they gain?"

ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know yet. But I've seen enough to know

She's always touching patients, especially the male ones. More than what's necessary. I caught her sliding her hand down a guy's

you serious?" I

expression darkened. "And it's not just her. Dr. Jennings, you know him, right? The guy who's always smiling like he's in some toothpaste commercial? I saw him in the hallway the other day, whispering in a girl's ear, and she looked terrified. But he was smiling,

thought they were a bit too friendly, but this..." I

night and couldn't sleep. I saw two nurses making out with a patient. Like full-on, not caring if anyone saw. They didn't even stop

it all. "Are

a brothel here." His words hit me like a punch to the gut. "And the higher-ups? They're either turning a blind eye or in on

my head, disbelieving. "That's...

about it. But that's not the

be worse?" I

give patients these... weird pills. I asked one guy about it, and he said it made him feel hot, you know? Like really out of it, like he couldn't control himself." "What?" I breathed out, and

they're drugging us or something," he added and glanced around to

my mind reeled. The pieces started to fall into place, but it was like trying to

me back, and I saw the way he looked at me intense, like he was searching for something. "I

parted to speak, but nothing came out. I was drowning in the weight of his words, and

thought about all the strange things I'd seen too, all the times something didn't

up sharply, and his eyes locked onto mine. "We can't be reckless, Angel. We can't just rush in.

nodded. He was right, but it was hard to wait, to just watch while something bad was going on. "I

a little closer. "There's something else I need to ask you." "Yeah?" I whispered and felt the sudden shift, the tension in

then asked, "What's really

heart skipped a beat. "What do you

sighed and looked frustrated. "The way you look at each other. The way

"We're

not answering my question," he said softly. "Is there

said quickly,

The way he gets around you. How he always keeps you close." I

Thomas insisted.

mind spinning.

something raw in his voice, something that made my heart twist. "Please, Angel. Just tell

come. What could I say? How could I explain something I

and his fingers brushed mine. "You don't