She sighed before fetching out the keys from her bag. She thought for a while before entering if she was doing the right thing but shaking her slightly, she inserted the keys in the keyhole and turned it to her left, twice.
The door unlocked and she looked down and pulled the keys out before pushing the door open. As soon as she pushed the door open a large fist collided with her angelic face and she stumbled back and hit her face to the door frame due to the sudden impact.
Heavy liquid seeped down from her inner cheek and drew a metallic taste in her mouth. She coughed out harshly, drawing blood out of her mouth.
She whimpered in pain and looked up to see the man she despised standing in front of her, his jaw clenched and palms fisted.
Something ran down her nose and she was sure it was the same liquid she just coughed out. She inched he
She took the brush and concealer and tried to hide her bruises. Pumping the concealer on the brush, she brought it closer to her face. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was tired of covering up the bruises on her body and face. She breathed out audibly and dropped the brush back on the dressing table. She was done with covering up. How much will she? After all, there comes a time when it all seems useless and that’s what she felt. It was useless.She walked to her bed and collected all of the things that lay scattered on the bed and put them in her bag. She pulled the zipper close and wore her backpack. She bent down and slid into her worn-out Grey sneakers and laced them up.She looked at her face, which was swollen at one side and a purplish-black bruise adorned the valley between her cheek and forehead. She walked out of her room not bothering about her face because they would only remind her of the pain she was trying to ignore.“Ayra, I’ve made your favorite, bac
“Apply this, it will reduce the pain,” Dimitri said as he handed her an ointment for her lip. She accepted it from him and looked at the box of the ointment and looked up at Dimitri.He looked right into her eyes. She was just blank. She looked at him emotionless. Her eyes looked sad and almost dead.“Is it still hurting?” He asked leaning down.“No. Thanks... for all of this,” she said meekly and got up from his soft leather office chair. Her arms slightly brushedwith Dimitri’s thigh, making him close his eyes and breatheheavily.He made Ayra sit on his chair while he partially sat on the table to clean her untreated wounds. He was a little surprised that she herself didn’t treat her wounds but he did it nonetheless.“You can take the rest of the day off,” He said a little loudly and hurriedly. She stopped Turing the knob and thought for a second or two. 
“Dr. Rivera,” a paramedic called as she was walking by the reception.She halted and turned to her right. She looked at them bringing in a patient on the stretcher.“Knee aneurysm, emergency.” The paramedics said hurriedly.(Aneurysm: A ballooning and weakened area in an artery.Aneurysms often occur in the aorta, brain, back of the knee, intestine, or spleen. A ruptured aneurysm can result in internal bleeding and stroke. It can sometimes be fatal.)“Okay. Okay, I’ll go with the patient and Janice, inform Dr. Vittori asap.” She said to the nurse who was standing by the side as they took the patient to the intensive care unit.She looked at the nurse through her peripheral vision to see her still rooted to her spot.“Janice, Dr. Vittori, now!” Ayra yelled and the nurse ran to inform Dimitri.“What’s the da
“Do you really not like chocolates?” She asked him in disbelief.“Nope,” He said and shook his head.“Who doesn’t like chocolates, everyone loves…” but she was cut midway when her phone started buzzing. She picked it up instantly after flashing a glance at the caller ID.“Dr. Rivera, I need you to come to my office,” he said over the line.“Okay,” and she was about to open her mouth, but he hung up.“I’m sorry Jordan, we can continue this maybe after work?” She asked him sorrowfully.“Sure, duty calls,” He passes her a smile and she stood up and made her way to the elevator.She had come to realize a few things about Dimitri and one of them was, no matter how much you are tired, starving, or dying, patients are your priority. And she did like that about him. He was extremely dedicated and she admired that.
“Why?” She asked a bit too surprised. “Jordan and Dr. Vittori were in a surgery couple of hours ago. It was a liver transplant and it was all smooth till Jordan messed it up.” She slightly shook her head and continued, “Jordan cut an artery. The patient almost died. Excessive blood loss. Now the patient is in recovery.” She completed. “What?” Ayra asked shocked. “If it wasn’t for Dr. Vittori the patient would have died,” she said. “But still he can’t get fired. He was a resident!” She said and turned around and marched inside the hospital. “Ayra, where are you going?” Rhea yelled. “To the person who fired Jordan,” she said loud enough for her to hear. “Ayra listen….” She could never complete her sentence as Ayra marched inside before she could. She took the steps and not the elevator. She ran up the stairs, even skipping a few. Without thinking much, she pushed the door open and barged into his office. She h
A frown appeared on her forehead looking at the person in front of her.“So you have a tumor in your kidney?” She asked him confused and he bobbed his head up and down.“What makes you think that?” She questioned him again not quite understanding what was happening.“Symptoms,” He answered without hesitation.“And how do you know what are those Symptoms?”“I was feeling things or rather my body was feeling things so I googled it,” He said whilst clicking his tongue.“Your body was feeling things?” She asked again in shock and disbelief. He nodded again.“You know Google isn’t the best place when it comes to your health and symptoms, right?” She tried to knock some sense into his brain.“How can you say that? Google has answers for everything! It can never be wrong. It just can’t!” Her patient almost yelled at her, raising
She ran as fast as her legs could take. Her heart was hammering against her rib cage. As soon as she got in the subway, she breathed out a long and audible sigh of relief.she was terrified. She didn’t know what would have happened if Dimitri followed her. She was glad he didn’t. She was scared as shit, while he pulled her to a room and began shooting questions her way but her need to run was stronger. So, without bothering if she was disrespecting him or not, she ran from that place.She took a seat at the end of the row and pulled out her phone and plugged in the headphones. She opened the music application and played the song, that was on top of her list.Leaning her head back, she relaxed. She closed her eyes and didn’t let any bother her. Just her and the music.But all good things come to an end. As the train arrived at her station, she got out and slowly prolonging her steps, walked to her house or should she say, Harry’s ca
Was she sure about this? Hell no! But she didn’t want to stay here any longer. She took a deep breath and didn’t dare to look down. It was now or never! She fisted her hands tightly around the white sheet and turned around. “You can do it!” She assured herself. She slowly let one of her legs down and let it dangle in the air while mustering up all the courage, she did the same with the other. She bit down on her lower lip harshly, drawing out blood, to muffle her yelp. Slowly and steadily she moved down holding onto the sheet. What could possibly go wrong? She could slip and break her arms and legs or worse, hit her head possibly hemorrhage, and she can die. That’s it nothing more. But she was done living here. Her happiness increase ten folds when she saw how close she was to the ground. Tears of happiness spilled out of her eyes. When there was an arm’s distance between her feet and the ground, she jumped down. She looked up at the window one last time, reminiscing how man