ALL THAT I EVER WANTED

Twelve : THE WILDCARD ENTRY

Hayden Morelli

It's so awful to hear same things everyday. Gargie keeps on reminding me ,"Stella did this" "Stella did that". I've accepted that she has gone but my heart still aches to hear her voice one last time. The burden of her dying over my table , in my hands will never let me sleep peacefully. The circumstances grew pretty tensed that I had to operate on her. Inspite of knowing the survival rate was only 0.001% but I took the risk. Cancerous cells took over brain and left no chance but to declare her brain dead after she went into COMA. She never was ready for the surgery but in her absence (while in COMA) I insisted to take the chance. I wanted my Stella back.

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Its the season of NEUROSURGEONS. The typical cases wander here with lot more complications in surgeries. And each one of them choose me , i don't know what even they are thinking about the choice they make? "Sir , Sir Can I have a moment please?" A fourth year student begged but I couldn't wait as I had a lot piled up to cover and I don't like much interactions with these new comers. They just eat up your mind with their silly questions. I like to maintain introversy and have my space. Even Gargie knows that.

"I am so sorry Hayden , I didn't mean to burn your food!" Gargie said in terror. Suddenly anger caught me and I yelled at her ,"You know I don't like mistakes , I don't like compromises with my food and house . Just get out of my face." This is not me ! Definitely not the Hayden I was with Stella but after her nothing seems to interest me , not a single mistake is tolerable in some cases. But I couldn't resist and just let my anger out some ways or others. Gargie set her mood upset and sat on the edge of the sofa without replying back.

Oh poor Gargie , just listens my awful words and never reacts terribly. But this is what I am now , maybe I don't have any space left in my heart for someone else than Stella.

Couldn't welcome any more swears , so I took my keys and went for a rash drive on my Ducati testastretta . It just clears my mind. I drove until the highway and got a call from the hospital to report immediately for an emergency case.

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I searched my way back and witnessed a girl in the neighborhood smiling and wandering at the sky. I opened the glass of my helmet and met her eyes , I didn't mean to scare her but the look on her face spoke it all. Anyways why do I care.

Here the emergency was the Ex-Chairman of the NYMU , who suffered from the stroke and was dragged to the private ward. Mr.Stephan Hillerman was one who welcomed me with all of his pleasure. And his life was at risk now.

"Dr.Morelli , please this way." A man laid his arm guiding me towards the entry. This jazz is what I wanted for now to relieve the stress. "Ohh , there you are , the man who plays with brains!" Rodger said tapping my back. He and I performed multiple combo surgeries together. When he works on hearts , I fix brains.

I took a glass of red wine and sipped until it was over. Suddenly my eyes fell on the same girl from the neighborhood whom I saw the other day. She was all dresses up , pretty in pink and beautifully carrying her behavior. She was stuck with some flirty guy. "Wait , Hayden gather yourself. Don't distract your mind , you have a surgery to perform" I told myself. I just gazed one last time and saw her with Tristan , one of the intelligent students I have in my OR. Cool ! She has a book worm now.

In the middle of all this our phones buzzed and it was code blue. Mr.Hillerman went into cardiac arrest. I and Rodger rushed accompanying chairman and Edward.

I already had a procedure scheduled for midnight but this was serious. For now we stabilized his situation but he needed an immediate surgery to clear all the blockages. So rescheduled my chart and scrubbed in.

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