Title: Can I Touch You?Author: SandiCharacter: HandoDisclaimer:The following story has been written with no intention of claiming ownershipor solicitation, nor does the author claim the movie character(s) as his/her own. Themovie character(s) have been borrowed solely out of a love of the particular movie and isnot intended for any other purpose but amusement and entertainment. ~ @ ~ @ ~ @ ~ @ ~ @ ~ @ ~There’s a song that Michael Bolton sings that brings back memories of him, memoriesthat I’ve tried to bury so deep inside that no one, not even I can ever find them again. Inever play the song anymore but last night in the bar, someone punched the rightnumbers into the jukebox and instead of getting up and running away, I stayed andlistened, the words haunted me.
Baby, show me what you feel Come to me, show me somethin’ real I need to know, I need you completelyCloser baby closer, come on let’s begin Love is takin’ over, gotta let it inOoh I need to feel the heart of you Need to reach the very deepest part of you
Can I touch you there,Touch you deep insideCan I touch your heart,The way you’re touchin’ mineCan I touch you there,Touch you deep withinCan I touch you there,Can I touch you…there
I closed my eyes and remembered, the words not spoken, the touch of his calloused handson my body. With every word, my body ached for him.
Baby tell me with your eyesTell me every deep secret darlin’ Every deep desire, till you and I Are makin’ love completelyCloser baby closer, can’t be close enough I can’t help the way I hold you I just hunger for your love
I wanted to scream at them stop the music please! But I couldn’t, because then everyonewould know just how much I needed you, wanted you. So I just sat there, quietly sippingmy drink, and dying note by note.
And I need to feel the heart of you Need to reach the very deepest part of you All I wanna do is touch you babyTouch the very soul inside of you And I need to feel the heart of you Need to reach the very deepest part of you Let me be the one to show you Just what love can do
When it ended, I proceeded to get rip roaring drunk and thanks to my good friendsmanaged to get home and into bed without having done something totally disgusting. Thenext day at work, Abbie Glen, (my absolute best friend in the whole world) approachedme warily. We did our usual thing, standing in front of the nurses’ station, trading insults.“How’s the head, Red?”I glared at him. “No thanks to you, it’s still there. Barely.”He shrugged me off with an admonishing, “Hey, I wasn’t the one who decided to pull anall-nighter.”With my glare sliding into a grin, I said, “Yeah.. ..well if you had been a real friendAbbie smirked, “What, and miss a show like that? Sony Red, I woulda paid good moneyto see that one.”I was just getting ready to let him have it when an aide interrupted with a message,“Angie, Nurse Chambers wants to see you—and she said right now!”
“Okay, okay, Carol. Thanks and tell her I’m coming.”“Yeah, well I’d like to be around to see that.” Abbie snorted.“Jesus Abbie, give it a rest will you.” Giggling, I ran down the hall to find NurseChambers. I checked myself out, knocked and I heard her muted “Come in.”, entering tofind her standing at the window.Without turning, she said, “Angie, we have a situation here and as much as I hate to ask this of you, I just don’t have any other choice. We have a patient, in critical condition,and well.., some of the staff just don’t want to get involved with him.”“I’m afraid I don’t understand, I mean it’s our job to heal. D. . .does he have Aids or something?She shook her head. “No, nothing like that. Angie, the young man is a skinhead. Youknow what a skinhead is? They’re wild, sometimes murderous degenerates, who haveno morals, no conscience. They’re unlike anything you could have known back home.It’s because of this I’m asking you to take him on-you haven’t lived here long enough todevelop any preconceived notions about them.”“I. . .1....” I didn’t know what to say to her. How could I tell her there’s no way I caneven walk into that room? Not without telling her the truth. And how do I tell her thetruth when I’m not even sure what the truth really is?She turned looking at me for the first time. “Angie, are you alright? You look a little pale.”I put my hand to my mouth. “Sorry... had a late night last night and I.. . .Nurse Chamberscan you excuse me please?” Without waiting for an answer I dashed out of her office.I just made it to the bathroom before throwing up. When I finally managed to get back tomy feet and drag myself to the sink, I was shaking. The face in the mirror I didn’trecognize. With shaking hands, I turned on the cold water and splashed it on my face.What the hell do I do now?“Angie,Angie! Abbie’s voice, urgent and worried, “Are you all right in there? Angie letme in.”“Go away.”“No way. Come on, let me in, or I swear I’ll break down the door.”“That’s right Abbie, make a scene. Let everyone know that something is going on.What’s it gonna take to get you to stop?”“Just open the damned door, Angie!”I opened the door and let him in.A frown of concern marred his face. “What the hell is going on? You look like hell anddon’t tell me it’s from last night. What the hell went on with Chambers?”I told him and then stood back because I knew he was gonna blow and it’s never a prettysight.He leaned back against the door as if he needed support, the expression on his face both protective and indignant. “Are you crazy? No way are you going in there! Not now, notever! I can’t believe you didn’t tell Chambers no already.”I faced him angrily “How can I tell her no? She’ll want to know why and then what do Isay?”“Tell her you’re scared, tell her you’re sick-- hell make something up, but don’t do this,girl. Just, please don’t do this.”He grabbed me in his arms and just wrapped me in a bear hug. Abbie’s been my own
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