Replay Of Shades

21

CHASE

I was feeling sick. I developed a headache towards the afternoon time, but it dissipated after I took some painkillers, which I got from Enid.

Now it was back, intensifying with each passing minute. Consuming so much alcohol that evening must have contributed to that.

I trusted that by tomorrow morning, I would be fine, and if at all I wasn't, I would visit a pharmacy then. Aside from that, getting some sleep was the only other option that might help.

It was definitely pathetic of me, but it was at that moment when I was feeling really weak and in pain as I laid down on the bed in my room, that I wished that I could see Enid.

I wanted to see her so badly. I felt like seeing her was the only painkiller that I needed right now.

Call me crazy, but that's how I feel at the moment.

However, a fresh wave of sadness washed over me when I considered the possibility of her still being out on that date with Seth, who she might even have started dating starting from today. I mean, it was a third date with the same guy. She must have liked him to have gone on a third date with him.

At the same time, it was a good thing that she made the right choice. Seth Bradley had an impeccable reputation plus a good personality. I knew that much.

Earlier in the previous week, the situation of things had been different, but on the Wednesday evening, Enid called saying that she just realized that she still didn't know much about me yet when in fact I would be leaving in about a month and a few weeks time. In a nutshell, she wanted to know more about me.

Not seeing any problem with that, I'd told her to go ahead and ask anything that she wanted to know about me.

There were certain things that I wanted to know about her, too. For instance, her likes and dislikes.

Again, before the call ended, she asked me to make a promise to her to go for whatever made me happy, but I wished that she'd an idea of what she was asking for. I'd assured her that I would try, but deep down, I knew I couldn't. That was because it was her. I couldn't go for her.

If we weren't related, things would have been different. Fate could be cruel like that sometimes.

Truly, I was almost certain that I'd gotten over my feelings for her until that call happened and the days following as we continued to meet at the company.

On top of that, there was the day we were together in the company elevator when she asked me if she could hold my hand. It was a strange request, but she must have had her reasons, and so I'd allowed her to.

By the time she retracted her hand, making a comment about my palm being rough, I willed everything within me not to go ahead and take her hand back in mine so that I could feel again, how slim her fingers were and how delicately soft her palm was.

At the same time, it was too late now as the feelings that I'd managed to suppress had rekindled. More than ever.

She definitely didn't know the helplessness that I felt within me when she casually mentioned the date to me while she was in my office this morning.

Suddenly feeling dizzy, I shut my eyes.

Despite that, my head spun, and I'd the unsettling sensation of being pulled downwards. There were beads of sweat forming on my forehead now.

Soon, another level of pain kicked in, so much that I felt like I was going to faint. Letting out a low grunt, I knew sleep alone wouldn't cut it and really wished that I could get my hands on some painkillers right now, but there wasn't any lying around in the penthouse.