His Dusk, Her Dawn

Chapter 23. Rescue operation

"Do you really think you are a person with superhuman abilities that you dared to come to college even though I warned you not to come?" I complained.

Just like she was trying to ignore me for the last half an hour, Sandhya again pouted and slumped in her seat. Her eyes were half open, her nose red like a strawberry, while her body radiated heat like a nuclear powerplant.

"Oye, dumbass, did the fever affect your hearing ability too?" I nudged. "Look at yourself! You can't even open your eyes, so why did you come today?"

"You think I will get better if you keep scolding me?" Sandhya spoke in a restrained voice.

"Why are you straining your throat now? And you deserve the scoldings. Couldn't you have returned back to my place when the rain got heavier? But no. Miss Sandhya Rai, the self-proclaimed Red Ranger, has to show that she is the strongest."

Sandhya pursed her lips and turned her head to the other side. "If you are so annoyed by me, then why are you sitting here? Go and sit with your friends."

I turned her head back in my direction and told her to open her mouth. She refused but did as told when I shot her a glare. After popping two cold pills in her mouth, I gave her water to drink; her cheeks had sunken like quicksand.

"Oye, Sandy Pandy, why did you get sick?" I asked.

"Are you sad?" she questioned.

I opened my mouth to reply, but she beat me to it. And what she said made me want to strangle her, but I reminded myself that she was unwell.

"If you are worried about the group project, then chill. There isn't much stuff left," she said plainly.

"Do you really think I am only concerned about the group project?" I accused.

"Are you not?"

I looked at her as if she had sentenced me to death; she, on the other hand, fixed me with her steel gaze even though half of her orbs were covered by her eyelashes. I could feel her eyes shift from one point to another as her brain bubbled up thoughts inside.

Slowly, I noticed her cheeks, already burning up due to fever, turning redder, and she averted her gaze and pulled her hoodie closer to her body.

"The next class is Mehta Sir's," I diverted the topic because her whole face had started turning a bright shade of pink. "Tell him that you want to leave early."

"What if I don't?" she snapped.

Why is she getting angry?

"If you won't, then I will do it. And apply for a sick leave too; if you continue like this, you will be on a hospital bed soon," I explained.

She glanced at me suspiciously, but at that moment the bell rang, and Surbhi arrived with Parth and Nikhil. She instantly dropped down beside her best friend and checked her temperature.

"You are burning, dumbo," Surbhi scolded. "Why did you come?"

"I missed you, that's why," Sandhya teased.

Surbhi rolled her eyes, and when Mehta Sir arrived into the class, Surbhi told him about Sandhya. Mehta Sir asked Sandy Pandy if she would be able to attend his lecture or not, and she nodded, but Parth and we didn't agree with her.

"Sir, she is lying. If you won't grant her a leave, she won't be able to be present for the presentation," Parth said.

After listening to us, and seeing Sandhya's condition, Mehta Sir allowed her to leave early, and Surbhi wrote a written leave application, while Parth packed Sandhya's bags. While he was doing it, I stole a notebook from the stuff. Just after a few minutes of Sandhya leaving with Surbhi, I showed the notebook to Mehta Sir, and he allowed me to go and give the belonging to Sandhya.