Vista: The beginning of new dawn

5. White room

I was livid that I was not allowed to see Adrian. He came in an ambulance because a metal shard was embedded in his back while shielding. I don't know if it was by mistake or........... Even though I had a concussion and got stabbed in the stomach my recovery was swift.

But Adrian was not even allowed to see his family and that I concluded his condition must not be good. I wanted to see his badly cause:

1. He is my only friend.

2. I care about him. (Don't you dare go and say it to him. I will KILL you)

3. He is one of the only people who can make me laugh.

4. I want to call him swineherd and kiss him in a car which disturbs me to no end.

I was stuck in this bland room for five days locked up to disintegrate here out of boredom except for the unexpected visits from my mother and sister. Gods it was horrible not knowing whether Adrian is ok or not.

With a sigh, I slid off my white bed and went to pull open the curtain. I was grateful for the warm sunlight splaying across my skin. I was wearing a white frock that my sister gave me from one of her visits. The wound still hurt but what hurt more was the fact the total number of people succumbed to the earthquake. So far into the head count about 8,000 is either dead or missing or is trying to be rescued from the thing that is left with the skyscraper toppling down. Most of the eastern city is in ruins and it's still beyond belief that the other parts of the city slept through the whole thing. I wondered how big is the city. Obviously, it's has spread out through the years but still.

I shook my head looking out the window. I thought about how my father never visited me. Luna said he was very busy but couldn't he spare a moment for his daughter? Apparently, some machinoid super weapon broke free and the whole city is to be put ostracize until the situation is under control.

Whatever it is I made my decision. A decision going beyond the rules. I was going to sneak into Adrian's suit. I needed to see him. I stood up and looked at myself. I inspected at the white ruffled frock that went up to my knees and had full sleeves.

I slowly made my way to the door and holding my breath opened the door, it's metal handle cool under my touch. As usual like all door do at crucial moments screech like a blobfish.

The white corridor was painted gray on it's both the walls. Such a demoralising colour pallet. Everything was white. I felt like it was impossible to see another colour other that white.

I stepped out and the door shut with a click. I realised I was barefoot but I didn't care. The guilt was too much. What if he purposefully shielded me? It felt like my heart is sluggishly beating trying to go on with the weight of the stones of guilt and regret threatening to stop beating.

I had heard a nurse speak about His room number being 108. My room was 116, so it's not that far away.

I looked at the numbers 114, 113, 112,111....almost there--

I started to pick up my pace when a voice stopped me dead. "Where do you think YOUR going?" He said in a seductive voice. I turn around to see Timothy.

"Timothy I can explain, look I wanted to---"

"You can call me Tim, or Timmy if that's what you prefer." He said with a smile. He was a doctor in training. He was quite young. Not a day older than 21. I remembered the awkward time when I had to be laid naked for inspection. It was uncomfortable how his finger trailed across my bare skin but every time I looked at him all I saw was dire concentration. They are trained and think of helping and has no sinful thought except for helping their patient. Unlike some people. I looked at his chestnut hair and his twinkling hazel eyes.