My Life is a Perfect Lie

Episode 11

I sit on my bed thinking about the day. I stare blindly in the air. The painting and painting. The painting of Mr. Carter and the painting I did. I feel something is going on I don't know what. Why did I paint like that today? with that speed? I have the speed but this time it was too fast. And what about the painting. Didn't Kabir and Teena noticed it? at the last thought I throw my back on the bed. I don't want to think about it. my head hurts.
I decide not to think about it. No more thoughts let it be. let everything just be. I'll do my job and think about nothing else.
I close my eyes and sleep.

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We step out of the elevator and fragrance of lavender welcomes us. I feel so delighted. I search for lavenders here and there.

"No lavenders ", I say looking at the last corner of the room.

"Yeah I too can't see", replied Teena.

"It's aroma diffuser", says Mr. Carter.

"Wow, it smells like real lavender", admires Teena

"Oh, no. You are right", Says Kabir and sneezes.

Everyone looks at him. He sneezes again.

"Are you okay?", I ask.

"No", he sneezes more.

"I'm sorry I mean why? "

"I am allergic to lavender"

"Oh so sorry"

"Please turn that off or else I'll die sneezing"

Kabir keep sneezing and his nose turns red. Mr. Carter gets up and switches of the aroma diffuser.

"I am sorry. I didn't know you're allergic to lavender. I thought it'll help miss Candace concentrate better", apologizes Mr. Carter.

I stare at him in surprise. He doesn't look.

"No problem sir. I mean it's a problem but... " he sneezes.

"You don't look fine. You want to see doctor?"

"I am not sure" , sneezes again.

"Here, drink some water", I offer him water bottle.

"Thanks ", he sips water but before he could engulf he sneezes out all the water. He coughs badly. His face turns red.

"Let's get you to  hospital", Mr Carter says.

We quickly get in the elevator and he makes come calls.
Kabir keeps sneezing till we reach the lobby. We get in the Mercedes and in no time we reach the hospital.
There, a man of around 25 yrs old, tall, fair, blonde, oval face, blue eyes, pink lips stands waiting for us. He holds a file in his hand. His arms look strong as if they lift huge rocks every day. Wearing black top to bottom he looks like moon wrapped in night sky.
Mr. Carter gives him a look and he nods. He leads the way and we follow him into an elevator.
We get out on the fourth floor. Mean while Kabir has grown weak. He keeps sneezing all the time and complain how his head and nose hurts so much.
The moon wrapped in night sky takes the Kabir inside the doctor's cabin. We three wait outside in the waiting area.

"Who's that guy? ", I ask Teena.

"I don't know", she replies." "Who's that guy Mr. Carter?"

"Jacob Peter, my new assistant", he replies without looking at us.

"Why? Where is Mr. Black? ", words skip my mouth without my consent.

"He is in hospital. He met with an accident"

"Suddenly? "

"Accidents happen suddenly, they don't send you an advance notice. Only if you member"

"I'm sorry. How's he now?"