BEHIND THE SCENES (under revision)

|4| ACCIDENT |

|4| ACCIDENT |

If there ever was one thing -just one good thing- that dear 'ol Vincent taught me, it was to not drive while using your cellphone.

But the day he chose to be a father for a few mere seconds, I was too busy questioning God what I did to deserve such a mistake like him in my life so I didn't bother listening. If only I knew that my decision to ignore his warning would lead to my accident, then most probably I did the right thing. Most especially if the “right thing” meant meeting him.

My eyes adjusted to the blinding light and white walls. I slowly tried to get up only to feel that someone shift beside me.

“Oh thank God, you’re awake.” I felt that moment of spontaneous change in my stomach the moment I heard his voice. Deep and numbing sexy.

“I… uhm… what happened?” I asked. Trying to hide the creeping warmth in my cheeks. Since when did I acted like this in front of a guy?

“You got into an accident, but nothing serious though. Just a slight cut in the forehead that’s all.” He said as he touched my forehead from which I guess has a gauze taped into it.

“Does it still hurt? You kind of fainted back there.” He came closer. The me-smelling-a-faint-hint-of-his-axe-cologne and me-coming-in-face-to-face-with-his-chest kind of closer. Oh, the things I would do to run my hands all over his chest right now.

I sat straighter and shook my head. I did not just think about that. With him. A stranger. Wake up Valerie.

“This is just a dream. This is just a dream.” I chanted softly.

“Are you fine? You look rather pale.” He touched my forehead with the backside of his palm.  “Are you sick?”

Okay I have enough of this. There has been far too much physical contact with this stranger for today. “I have to go.” I said breaking whatever connection I seemed to have with him. Don’t deny the feeling.  My mind objected.

“Wait, I think I have to call the doctor first.” He held my shoulders trying to make me stay. His blue eyes pleading. Even though there were clothes in between his palm and my shoulder, I felt the goosebumps. It was a new feeling. Strange even. This cannot be happening. I cannot be feeling this towards some boy I just met! The things Orchid would do to hear that news.

Orchid…

Once again, I stopped my thoughts. I almost forgot my best friend and I’m pretty sure she’s dead worry about me.

“Uhm, I really have to go. Sorry.” I stood up. “Please tell the doctor not to worry. I’m sure I’m fine and… yeah.” I quickly made it out to door. But before shutting it close, I saw his surprised expression to my immediate departure.

I was a few feet away when I heard the squeaking of sneakers.

 “Hey! No squeaking in the hallways.” I heard someone call out. A nurse probably.

 “Wait!” Keep walking Valerie. Keep walking. Act deaf. Act stupid. Act like you do not hear a voice calling out to you… asking you to wait for him. Why do I make that sound more dramatic than it should be? He is just some stranger for crying out loud.

Some stranger who apparently saved you. Once again you do not fail to object, my dear brain. Suddenly, I felt warm but rough fingers ran through my right arm and turned me around.

“Can I at least know your name?” He asked, smiling expectantly.

“Why would I?” I answered. Good job Valerie. Cynical Springs is back! Maintain that now… “Do I owe you money for the hospital bill or something because if I do, I’ll make my secretary attend to that matter.”