Best Gift of God

Saving someone

Maya POV

I saw her walking away. I don't want her to leave. I want her to stay with me. I want her to caress my head like she did before. But I don't want her to consider me a burden as well. So, I only keep staring at her disappearing figure. I went inside my home reluctantly, closed the door, and stood there taking deep breaths. I am not feeling well. I ran towards the toilet as my stomach twisted and a wave of nausea hit me hard.

I threw up all the contents of my stomach. I am still not feeling well. My heart felt as if it were racing. I haven't taken my medicines yet, and these are the side effects of it. I get up with stumbling feet and step toward the cabinet where I put all my meds. I searched but couldn't find the right medicine, or, should I say, I couldn't see the labels of these medicines. A drowsiness clouded over my entire body. Everything went blurry in front of my eyes. I fought to keep my eyes open but failed. Neeya's face flashes in front of my eyes as I embrace the darkness once again.

Neeya POV

I have already started to miss Maya as I peered outside the window. I heard the siren of the ambulance. Someone might be sick in this area. I hope Maya is alright. I will check on her first thing in the morning. My class starts tomorrow as well. So, I need to sleep. Maya's face appears before my eyes as I close my eyes. Maya, please be safe.

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As I promised myself that I would check up on Maya in the morning, I am standing in front of her door, pressing the bell once again. But no response. Is she not at home? Then another scary thought came into my mind. Is she alright?

Right then, I got a text from the hospital. Someone needs O-negative blood. Yeah, I am a blood donor. I have donated blood since turning 16. My dad always encourages me to do this kind of work. Without wasting time, I went to the hospital.

"Excuse me, I got a text from the hospital that someone needs O-negative blood?" I asked the receptionist.

"Let me check," she said, checking on the computer. "Yes, there is someone. Let me call a nurse for you," she said with a smile. A while later, a nurse came and led me through the hallway. This hospital somehow felt homey, unlike other hospitals. I must have lost my mind. Hospital and homey? Seriously Neeya? But it is a home for the patients, right? I argued with my subconscious mind. God, what am I doing?

"There it is. Are you ready?" The nurse's voice broke my trance. I nodded my head. I felt a bit light-headed after donating blood. It's natural, though. After my dizziness subsided, I came out of the room and asked the same nurse whether the patient was alright.

"She will be after the blood transfusion," she answered. I wanted to see the patient, but then I remembered I had a class to attend. So I left in a hurry.

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I missed my first class. Awesome. My second class was botany. Boring, right? I don't know why I registered for this course. But I love Anatomy, which is next. And I am so looking forward to this course. After the botany lecture ended, I heard a series of groans from the students.

"Now it's going to start!" "I hate Ms. Stanley. She is a bitch." "Why does she take classes when she doesn't like students?" "Mean bitch!" The students were complaining about the teacher who was going to teach us anatomy, my favorite subject. Great. I wonder if she is actually the kind of person the students are describing.

"Guys! Good news. Ms. Growler is on vacation for a week!" One of the students informed, storming inside the classroom. Ms. Growler is Ms. Stanley's nickname given by the student.

"Thank goodness! We get this one-week vacation every four months. I wonder where she goes. It's kind of a routine for her," someone said excitedly.

"Maybe she has a secret boyfriend. They are in a long-distance relationship," another one replied.

"I doubt that comment of yours. Who wants to be the unlucky guy to tolerate this rude princess?"

The gossip goes on and on. But my mind drifted to Maya. Will I ever get to see her? I felt a bit suffocated, so I left the classroom. And call the only person who always listens and who understands me better than I do myself.

"Hey, my little princess!" he cheered as soon as he picked up the phone. That's how my dad is. He is the best dad ever.

"Hi, dad." 

"What happened to my little princess? Why do you sound so dejected?" he asked me worriedly.

"I don't know. I am sad. I felt like crying, and I don't know why," I replied. Dad listened quietly, then hmmed.

"Close your eyes and take deep breaths." I did as he instructed. "Now, try to find one of your memories that makes you smile." I did find one, and it's Maya's smile. Last night, when she hugged me back, she made me feel at home. "Did you find one?" Dad asked.

"Yeah. I did. Thank you, dad."

"Anything for my little princess. I love you."

"Love you too, dad." I hung up the phone after saying good-bye to him. I started thinking about Maya again. Why do I feel so attached to her?

Maya POV

I felt a hand caress my head, just like Neeya did that night. Neeya... I want to see her. Will I be able to see her if I open my eyes? I tried that several times. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't. It felt like a rock was restricting my ability to open my eyes. I couldn't move either. My limbs were numb.

I was wandering around in the darkness, trying to figure out a way to get out of here. But I couldn't find any. Then I heard her voice. I heard Neeya calling my name. I followed her voice. I can see her now. But as I extended my hand to touch her, she vanished. No... no... Neeya...

I jerked open my eyes, screaming her name. My heart pounded relentlessly, and I struggled to catch my breath. The weight of emotions overwhelmed me, suffocating me in a sea of pain and despair. Tears streamed down my face, carrying with them the intensity of my feelings and the memories that haunted my dreams.

"Maya... Maya, calm down. It's alright. relax, Maya." I heard someone screaming beside me, but I couldn't see him. Everything is blurry. My mind drifted off that day. I was in an elevator. Neeya was sitting beside me. She was trying to calm me down. Her soft, soothing voice helped me relax. I can breathe again. I can see everything clearly now. But instead of an elevator, I am in the hospital, lying on a bed. Several tubes and monitors are connected to my body.

I looked around only to find the man who saved me once again. Anger filled my system. I turned my head to the other side as tears started to spill from my eyes. He let out a long exhale.

"Maya, won't you talk to me? Why are you still angry at me?" He asked me that? After all this time? He asked me why I was angry?

"Why did you save me once again?" I screamed at him. "You know how much I hate this life! Then why? Why are you guys trying so hard to keep me alive? I don't want to live! I don't want to live on these medicines anymore!" I cried out. My breathing grew heavier with each minute.

"Maya, relax, please. You just woke up after four days! Please, don't exhaust yourself," he said in a calm voice. He is used to my outbursts. I had a breakdown every time I woke up at the hospital. I hate the hospital. I hate the scent of the hospital. I am sick of it.

"I don't want to wake up. I don't want to wake up in the hospital bed anymore! So, please, stop. Please, stop trying to save me," I broke down once again. I don't want to live this pathetic life anymore. Don't they understand?

"Don't cry, Maya. Everything will be alright," he consoled me. I shook my head.

"No. It won't. And no one knows it better than you do," I retorted. He sighed.

"I hope you will find someone who will change your mind and who will make you love yourself," he said before leaving the cabin. It will never happen, or will it?

I turned to the other side, crying silently. Neeya's face came to my mind once again. Why? Why has this girl always been on my mind since the day I met her? Why is her voice always calming me down? Why am I so drawn to her?