Talking with the cheerleader

I got up and stretched my stiff muscles. I was definitely feeling the consequences of being in a car crash, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I wasn't attached to any medical equipment so I was free to move about without having to drag anything with me.

It felt weird walking out of my room without being wheeled out in a chair like I had seen in all those medical shows, but no one gave me a second glance. I had Bella's room number from texting her last night, so I made my way towards her room.

I was in a large room with several desks in the middle where nurses worked on computers. The patient rooms made up the outer walls of the large room. Bella's room was located in the corner furthest from me, so I made my way around the edge of the desk area.

Before I made it to Bella's room, I caught sight of Dr. Cambell. She was on the opposite side of the large room, walking in the direction of Bella's room with her head buried in a folder. Wanting to avoid another embarrassing situation, I slowed to see where she was going.

"Of course she is going to see Bella," I said to myself as she knocked and went into Bella's room.

Well shit, I need to find something to do while I wait for Dr. Cambell to finish with Bella.

Wait, Tiffany was here too. Now might be a good time to have that talk with her. I texted ask if now was a good time and what room she was in. She confirmed now was good and gave her room number.

I knocked on her door and waited a moment before entering. First thing to get my attention was Tiffany sitting up in bed. She had a few bandages on her face and arms, but I could still see how sexy her natural state was.

Her long blonde hair was up in a messy bun, revealing her creamy neck. Most of her make up was gone, but that didn't detract from the elegant lines and contours of her face. She had a big smile on her face before I walked in, but I saw it grow larger as well as an excited spark in her icy blue eyes when I entered.

"Wow, that was quick. Were you standing outside the door waiting?"

I was surprised by the source of the voice as I hadn't noticed anyone else in the room and it wasn't Tiffany that spoke. I turned my gaze to the corner of the room and did my best not to gawk at what I saw.

The woman sitting in the chair was definitely related to Tiffany, I could see the resemblance in the face, eyes, and hair. But where Tiffany's body was sculpted to an athletic perfection by hours of work in the gym, this woman's body was much softer. She had generous curves in all the right places while staying slim in the other places. She had a red low cut tank top on that showed a deep cleavage of breasts that were slightly larger than Tiffany's. Her skin tight jeans stretched enticingly over her wide hips and thick thighs. She looked a little older than Tiffany, but there was an aura of maturity about her that only added to her sex appeal. She had a polite smile on as she stood up, pulling the hem of her tank top down over her slim belly, and walked toward me to shake my hand.

"Hi, I'm Shelly, Tiffany's older sister. You must be John. It's nice to meet you. And thank you for trying to take care of Tiffany after the whole Oliver incident. That was very kind of you to put your date on hold for someone else."

I took hold of her hand, marveling at how soft it was. "Hi Shelly, it's nice to meet you. I didn't even know Tiffany had a sister."

"Yeah, there's a long story there. Maybe later. But if I'm not mistaken, you and Tif have something to talk about? I will leave you two to it. Text me when you are done, ok Tif? I will see you later John." She gave a small wave before leaving.

I turned my attention back to Tiffany who was still smiling at me. I didn't really know what to say, so I stayed quiet while I took up Shelly's old spot. This was the first time Tiffany and I had spent any time together without cruel intensions, so I was understandably cautious.

The silence hung between us for a few moments before Tiffany spoke up. "Thanks for talking with me. I know we really don't have the best history together."

"Yeah, I was a little surprised when you asked for another chance. That seemed kind of out of the blue."

She nodded slightly. "Last night was pretty intense. A lot happened but you kept your cool and did your best to comfort me. That means a lot to me," her voice dropped almost to a whisper, "especially after everything from the last couple of years. You are a good man John."

I nodded back at her, but didn't respond. I really didn't know how to respond. She seemed to be deep in contemplation for a minute, then look up to my eyes. "I'm sorry John. I know I already texted that, but I wanted to say it in person. I don't have a good reason for the things I did and I have no idea how I really made you feel. But please believe me when I say I am truly sorry for what I did and I plan on making it up to you. I can't ask you for forgiveness now, but I promise to work to earn it."

I thought back to Bella's explanation last night. I smiled to myself at how clever her interpretation was.

Apparently my response was taking too long as Tiffany continued, "Please John. I feel awful for what I did. Please, I couldn't sleep last night. I just kept thinking of how bad I treated you and it made me nauseous." She lowered her head whimpering. It started as almost a whisper, but it built to body racking sobs.

I was speechless. I wasn't expecting this kind of reaction. Coming into the room, I was under the impression that she just wanted to apologize and extend an olive branch. Now it felt like something more.

She looked back to my face, tears streaming down her face. "Just give me a chance, I promise you won't regret it. I will do anything. Grovel at your feet. Give you all my money and things. Anything. I will even be your own personal sex ****, just so you will give me a chance. Please!"

"Wait, wait. Slow down. What are you saying Tiffany? This is too much!" This escalated quickly, too quickly. Memories of Bella pleading for forgiveness flitted through my head. She had acted similarly, but it took some time for her to get to this point.

But that was after I gave Bella the love potion. I didn't give Tiffany the love potion, so how did she get dosed?

Then a terrifying thought hit me. Did...did Bella know about the love potion? Did she dose Tiffany?

"Johm." Tiffany's plea brought me back to the present situation. My face softened as I gazed at Tiffany's terrified expression. It was obvious that no matter the way she was dosed, the blonde cheerleader was definitely under its effects. There was no way around it, I had to help the poor girl like I did Bella. I hadn't thought Bella's mind could handle my rejection and I doubted it changed for Tiffany.

"Ok listen. It would be impossible for me to just up and forgive everything over the last 3 years. But, I can promise you that I will work on it. This is the same deal I gave to Bella."

She had seemed to perk up when I said I would work on forgiving her, but she dropped again at the mention of Bella. "Right. Bella. Your girlfriend."

I might not be as socially adept as Bella, but I could still guess at the hidden meaning of her reaction. But that was something I didn't want to get into right now. This whole situation was already royally jacked up as it was, and adding Tiffany to the mix just like that was just asking for trouble. I was going to have to find a way to slowly ease her in as to make the minimum amount of disturbance in this already turbulent time.

Maybe if I can make that transition slow enough, maybe I can find the cure before fully involving Tiffany. If that was the case, I bet the blowback after I cure them both would be much less than if I took advantage of Tiffany.

I gave my best smile to Tiffany before continuing. "How about this? We have never really sat down just you and me to talk and hang out. Why don't we do that soon, kind of like a fresh introduction. I think getting to know you as you and not you the bully would go along way in helping me. Sound good?" I knew it would be difficult to get some time with just me and Tiffany while excluding Bella, but it really did sound like a good plan to me.

She smiled back at me. I could see from her eyes that this didn't go how she wanted, but she was ecstatic to get the chance to spend time with me and earn my forgiveness. "That sounds lovely. Yes, let's do that. You name the time and place and I will be there."

"Sounds good." We sat there smiling at each other for what felt like half an hour. The awkwardness was getting to me, but Tiffany just seemed happy to have me near by. I needed to get out of here.

"Ok, I need to go check on Bella. Talk to you later." I gave her a quick wave before making my hasty retreat. I also needed some time to consider what was going on.

I closed the door behind me and leaned up against the wall. Trying to balance all these issues and relationships was exhausting. I decided that before visiting Bella, I needed to think about these new developments. Earlier, I thought Bella might have known about the love potion and dosed Tiffany. It was definitely a possibility. I had left them alone for some time when I was buying the ice cream. Bella might have gotten her to drink some while I was in the store. Or she might have spiked Tiffany's ice cream at some point. That was less likely, but no impossible.

And if Bella did know about the potion, dosing Tiffany would make sense. Kind of. She has already admitted to wanting me to be with other girls, as long as they meet Bella's standards. Who better fit that than Tiffany? And maybe she was trying to help Tiffany.

There was no doubt Bella was extremely happy to be in love with me. Maybe in her messed up thinking, she thought being in love with me would help Tiffany get over Oliver.

I was kicking myself for not getting rid of the rest of the love potion. I had originally kept it incase I needed to dose someone else, or even Bella if the effects wore off too quickly. Then I kept it after finding out how powerful the effects were so I could deconstruct it to find a cure.

But that ended up being a waste. It didn't react to any other chemicals at all, making it impossible to determine its make up.

After that, I should have gotten rid of it. Or at least measured how much was left. As it was, the remaining potion was contained in a regular cup, slightly hidden behind some equipment in my lab. If I knew how much was left, I could measure it again to see if anything was missing. But as it stood, the only way to find out is to confront Bella.

But if she didn't know about the love potion, I risked spilling the beans too soon. I had to come up with a game plan.

I started walking back to my room, but stopped dead in my tracks. There, across the large room was Dr. Cambell. She had just left Bella's room and was angled so I couldn't see her face. If there really was something going on with Bella, then the doctor should be showing symptoms, right?

I watched her closely and thought she was acting just fine. She walked confidently navigating between the men and women moving about the room. But when she made the turn around a corner, I could see the glazed look in her eyes.

Damn it. So she was tranced out again. But she was walking by plenty of good looking males. Is she seeking me out? Or just going about her business checking on patients?

I watched her walk along the path, rounding the room towards my door. I held my breath in anticipation as she neared my room. Was she going to walk by or go in looking for me. My question was quickly answered when she strode into my room without even knocking. Fuck, so whatever is going on can happen multiple times. Although I felt like Dr. Cambell was moving more fluidly this time compared to the first time I saw her, it was still worrying that she had the compulsion to seek me out specifically.

Wanting to continue to avoid the embarrassing situation, and wanting to know if the trance would wear off on its own, I decided my only course of action was to speak to Bella directly. I turned on my heel and headed toward her room, hoping I could do this without fucking up too bad.

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I wanted to let everyone know here in about 2 weeks my job duties will be changing, so I won't have as much time to write these stories. I will try to get as much done before then, but my output will definitely decrease once my duties have changed. I hope everyone is still enjoying the read and again, likes and comments of any kind are appreciated.