PROMISE

TEN: That's My Girl

KYLE

"I WANT IT to end. I want to move on from you Kyle. It's the right thing to do for me. I can't keep waiting on something that never really existed."

"I want to forget about my toxic feelings for you. For good this time."

Fucking friend zoned.

I really hated how those words kept replaying again and again in my damn head.

"She wants to forget about having feelings for me. Stupid stubborn woman. Who the hell put those damn ideas in her head?" I muttered shutting my car door wincing at how hard it had been. Hopefully there wasn't any major damage done. But it didn't really bother me as much. I strode into the hospital building cursing my damn promise.

Who the hell keeps promises like that anyway? I'm never making any promises in this lifetime.

"Morning Doctor Kyle." I glared at the nurse with a cheerful smile on her face, instantly regretting my behaviour as she scurried away from me with a frown. I groaned loudly. She wasn't at fault. I could only vent my spleen on the only one to blame. Me.

"Doctor Kyle. A moment please." I tamed down my anger stopping at the receptionist. I frowned recognizing her from last night.

"Yes?"

"Mrs Smith asked that you pass by her office when you come in. She said it was urgent." I nodded cursing at everything alive and breathing. I was in no mood to entertain big bellied bug faced investors at the moment. Being the face of such a hospital had its downsides.

Samantha usually had me persuade investors from pulling out by enticing them with new technologies that would inadvertently keep them interested. I didn't even bother knocking as I simply barged into her office.

"What?" Her eyebrows raised.

"Bad morning? Woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" I took deep breaths before sitting down. Samantha didn't deserve my anger in the least.

"More like the couch. I was too depressed to get to the bed." She laughed placing both hands on the desk.

"What's got you down? I know it's not a woman." Guilt like no other slammed into me so hard I slumped into the chair. Sandy. I sighed rubbing my temples. Will this ever end?

"Or maybe it is?" The warning behind her words couldn't be missed. Samantha could be dangerous if she wanted to. And I was playing a very dangerous game.

"No. Of course not." The lie tasted sour and bitter on my tongue. I did this to myself. Each day the stack of my sins was increasing. I was on a tight rope and it didn't escape my notice that the rope was getting thinner.

"Good then. I'll be hosting a dinner party in my house in two days from now. The heart kid..."

"His name is Thabang." She narrowed her eyes but I didn't flinch.

"...and his family will be here the day after the party. I wanted to make sure you had good news for me. It won't be a problem right?" I considered.

"No it won't. It won't help much until we see the patient and fully examine him. But I already have a team in ny mind for this."