Chapter 33
I try to open my eyes but it keeps twitching by itself and instead of forcing it to open, I rest it the way anyone would do. I breathe deeply with my mouth as if something is clogging my nose. My skin feels cold as if I’m lying on a bed of ice and high pitch tones are dancing in my ears. Coughing is the only way I can do with my whole body, and it still hurts my throat and stomach. I can’t open my eyes nor move my body.
“Professor, she’s awake.” says Edward in a deep voice.
But I don’t hear any word from the Professor. Wait. Am I hearing things now? Why is he still here and why is he talking to Professor Wood?
“Water” I clear my throat. “I need water.”
Edward holds my back and gently, he pushes me forward to sit. He let me sip in a cold glass of water, my eyes are still shut. As soon as I finished drinking, I try to open my eyes, this time slowly. “Everything is blurred.” I say panicky.
“It’s normal. You were asleep for more than twenty four hours; your eyes are adjusting from the bright lights. Just don’t rub it.” Edwards answers formally as if he is a doctor.
“Where is James?” I choke.
“He’s outside. Professor Wood said that he can’t handle stress right now because of his condition.”
From his tone, I get the hint that he knows everything. “Why do you know so much?” I exclaim.
“Professor Wood and James filled me with everything while you were unconscious.” He answers immediately.
I scan the familiar four walls of the operating room until I get a good look at Professor Wood. “Why did you tell him everything?”
“He’s useful to us Keesha” he starts “He’s beyond good with chemistry and I’m pretty sure you’ll agree with me that you’re not that good practically with these stuffs. No offense Keesha, but you always base everything on books or what you’ve being told and I can’t always be there to instruct you.”
“Biochemistry” corrects Edward.
“It’s not enough reason to trust him with everything.” I glimpse at Edward’s face and see that he’s a little bit awkward with the situation.
“He saved your life twice, isn’t that enough reason to trust him?” the Professor defends him.
I can’t find any reason why I can’t trust him, maybe I just can’t. So I stay quiet.
“You should learn to trust others Keesha.” implies the Professor.
“I trust people. I trust you.” I say to him confidently.
“That’s because you have something to hold against me when I betray you.” He answers back.
And he is quite right. I hold the card here. I know everything he has done and about to do. I have proof against him when he goes out of the track. That’s the very same reason I trust him; I know he’ll stay quiet about me and my brother because he knows that when he tells something to anyone I’ll open my mouth and confess everything. The good part is, whether he betrays us or I betray him, he can’t get out of the blame. He’s responsible for all of this.
Instead of arguing more with Professor Wood’s judgment about Edward’s stay, I keep my mouth shut and ignore him all day.
“Why do you know so much about science?” I ask him. “No offense, but most Venturians are involve in literary works not with science.”
