Beyond Boundaries

Chapter Thirteen

~The first conversation~

I didn't know what I was looking for,
Till I found her.

~Jvke

Christian

  I lay on my side, and groan silently when the pain in my head intensifies. I had no idea what was wrong with me. My whole body felt like it was on fire yet I was dressed in a white hoodie and black joggers because I couldn't stop shivering.

  I should be asleep in my room already but my doctor/uncle prescribed a few drugs for me. I hadn't eaten yet. It was at times like these that I hated our family dinner rule.

  The Tv blares a boxing match and I can hear my cousins argue on the would-be outcome of the game.

  Add the noise to my fluctuating health and I was starting to get really pissed.

  And why was it so hot in here?

  Annoyed, I shove back my hoodie and close my eyes, willing my body to stay still.

  I'm near falling asleep when something cold touches my face and my eyes fly open.

  When I look up, I see the girl from yesterday. The one who had bumped into me in the corridor.

  I know she goes by Lani but my aunt calls her Kamsi. Because I had caved in to my curiosity and described her to my cousins. I know it's her first time here because if it wasn't, I was a hundred percent sure I'd know. And I also know she's breathtakingly beautiful. Because she's standing right in front of me and was looking very much breathtakingly beautiful.

  She stares at me a bit before her fingers reach for my face, “Are you okay?”

  I'm too stunned to reply, partly because I'd spent the better part of today looking for her but also because I was feeling embarrassed she got to see me this weak.

  The latter part wins and my mood sours so I stop her hand and sit up to look at her. “I'm fine. You don't need to bother.”

  She recoils at my tone, instantly withdrawing her hand and I frown when I miss the soothing sensation her fingers brought me.

  “Oh, I'm sorry.” The look of alarm and regret on her face is enough to slap me back to my senses, “I just wanted to.. nevermind. Sorry again.”

  She walks away from me before I can say anything and somehow, it feels worse than the fever.

  I watch helplessly as she takes a seat very, very far from me. Her response, no doubt to how harshly I reacted.

  I wait for a few minutes, staring at her and hoping she'd come over again or at least look at me—just once.

  But when she doesn't, it becomes clear how much I've messed up.

  I let out a low sigh, push myself up, and leave the room before I can make things any worse.

  So much for getting to know her better.

  ~~~~~

  I turn restlessly on my bed, groaning under my breath. The sheets feel too heavy one moment and too light the next. I shove them off, drag them on again before abandoning them altogether.

  Nothing was helping.

  Not the low music playing from my speaker or the cool air drifting through the window.