A special story written for a special person in my life.
Chapter 1
"Drug Rehab...how embarrassing.." Beth thought to herself as she clutched her knapsack to chest..And, what made it all the more humiliating was that her mother was right in from of her, checking her daughter in to the 30 day recovery center.
Beth thought this whole situation was being overblown. Yes, she like to take pills and mix them with a few cocktails, but she could stop whenever she wanted...Who was she kidding, she was an addict, you could tell by the dark bags under her eyes, and her cheek bones looked more pronounced as she began losing weight.
Beth looked side to side, fully expecting to see someone she knew who would spread word around town about her "incarceration". Everyone thought the 27 year old blonde was going on a fantasy island vacation for a month.
The ancient looking orderly lead Beth and her mom to tiny single suite, which looked more like a prison cell to Beth. A Prison cell or a room at the insane asylum that is how Beth felt, like she was being treated as some crazy person, and the pale white beige walls and white bed linens only added to the effect.
Her mom complimented on what a wonderful view of the river Beth would have, but the little pill-popper continued her silent treatment of her mother. Beth knew her mom only wanted the best for her, but that didn't stop Beth from acting like a child.
Once alone, Beth sank back in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as tears began to well in her eyes..And, she promised herself, she would never end up here again.
The first few days were absolute torture, filled with long boring group therapy where drug addicts would share their stories....These people belonged here, but not Beth, or so she thought. When it was Beth's turn to speak in therapy, she continued her child like behavior and just said "pass".
She couldn't wait to get back to her room and wallow in her own self pity. The food was horrible, the days were long, and the crummy weather only added to her depression.
That was when Di entered her room.
Di was in her early 30's, and she loved her job at the clinic. She really thought she was making a difference in people's lives, and she treated her patients in a motherly like fashion.
"Good morning" The lovely redheaded nurse said with her ever present smile. Beth just rolled over, planning to ignore this orderly just as all the others.
Di put down the fresh towels on the dresser and introduced herself to the sad looking blonde girl. "My name is Di, and if you need anything at all, please don't be afraid to ask."
Beth peeked over her shoulder and made eye contact with the nurse. There was something about her that reminded her of all the good things about her own mom. She has this aura about her...like a halo was beaming above her head. Of course, Beth didn't let on. But, Di saw the sadness in the young girl's eyes and instantly made herself a promise that she would do whatever it takes to help this young lady get well again.
In the following days, Beth began to open up more in therapy, and it was the thought of the bright honest smile on the pretty nurse's face that gave Beth the courage to speak about her feelings. Beth began to count the minutes before she would see the redhead again, even though she had yet to speak to her. She would just lay in her bed and watch with curious wonder as Di would talk to her like a precious daughter. It made Beth's tummy twist, she had a very weird feeling. This woman would do anything for her, anything at all...it was almost a submissive urge to give all she had for Beth's health.
Their relationship really took a turn when on the 5th day, while tidying up Beth's room, Di accidently knocked a snow globe off the dresser. The glass orb shattered and it made Beth jump.
Beth didn't care about the little trinket, but felt as if she acted distressed, Di would give her more attention "Look what you did...ohhhhhhhhh you're so clumsy!" Beth's words came out harsher than she intended, maybe it was because her body was going thru withdrawal. She was afraid maybe her vocal outburst would push the nurse away, but in her normal saintly fashion, Di came and sat at the foot of Beth's bed. Resting her hand on the young girl's knee
"ohhh, sweetie, I am so sorry, I can see how much that snow globe must have meant to you." Di knew that recovering addicts sometimes put emotional connections to objects that reminded them of a better time in their lives, and she showed genuine remorse for her.
carelessness "Surely we can make this right."
Beth was growing brave "That was a gift from my late grandmother....There were only two in existence...and I broke the other one when I was a girl" She didn't know where this made up story was coming from. She had picked up that globe on her trip to Vegas last year. But, that didn't stop Beth from working up some crocodile tears.
"I bet your mother was very upset about the other globe breaking" Di spoke softly rubbing the girl's knee as she made sympathetic eye contact.
"Yes, she gave me time-out and put me in the corner forever" Beth lied.
Di was silent for a few long moments, not even believing the words that were to come out of her mouth "Is that what would make this better? If I went to the corner?" The nurse hid her shock from her own words.
"Well....i guess....umm...what I mean is.....what is someone sees?" Beth stammered out, just as shocked as the nurse with what was unfolding.
The nurse felt more comfortable seeing the girls reaction. She gave Beth a soft smile as she stood. Beth watched the red ponytail of the Nurse sway seductively as she walked to the door and closed it. There were lo locks on the door, but Di had been her long enough to know all the tricks of the trade, and wedge the door shut with a chair under the knob.
Not only was Beth's tummy full of butterflies, but she felt a funny twitch between her legs as Di moved with such graceful submission, cleaning up the mess of broken glass and water on the floor before walking to the far corner of the room.
She planted her little button nose against the crook where the two walls met. "Hands behind my back?" she asked in a humble yet cheerful voice.
"tha...that will be fine" Beth still spoke apprehensively, her eyes darting to the beautiful woman in the corner and the door, fully expecting to be caught.
"You just tell me when my punishment is over" Di cooed. She felt the excitement between her legs as well. This was all very crazy, she had never done anything like this, but was eerily calm and truly wanted to make the blonde girl feel better.
Beth instantly wanted to tell relieve the nurse of her punishment. She clenched her bed sheets as she could feel Di's humiliation..It made Beth feel a sense of power and control in this vulnerable state. She had been checked into rehab by her mother, had her cell phone confiscated, and was pretty much held prisoner in this place.....and here is this woman, submitting herself to be punished like a child for her.....needless to say Beth liked the way it made her feel.
Di knew exactly what Beth was going thru, she had never been an addict herself, but has seen enough to know how powerless the young woman feels. Her eyes focused on the wall, hands folded behind her...She sighed as she felt her nipples rubbing against the plaster wall thru her cotton uniform..
There was no clock in the room, so neither woman knew just how much time passed...And, the only reason Beth permitted Di to leave her corner was "I should be getting along to therapy"
Di smiled warmly as she turned around, bowing her head in a nod as Beth put her feet in into her slippers and picked up her robe and headed for the door. She didn't look back at the nurse, she couldn't she felt embarrassed, and she wasn't the one who was just punished...Her pj pants were damp with excitement as she made her way down the hall.
Chapter 2
The events that transpired were all either woman could think of..And after a day dream filled therapy session, Beth hurried back to her room, hoping the redheaded nurse would grace Bet with her presence.
