Poisoned Star

Reason 7

After the fainting episode, Dr Hans had requested from Dr Koshy to allow me to fly right away to Switzerland. That was understandable as the techs that are compatible with the tracker in my heart are all there in Switzerland. Staying here with regular techs for regular people, as my dad would say, won't help a superhuman like me.

I stayed there for almost a week. My dad had my tests rescheduled. Dr Hans asked me over and over if I was sure to complete my Foundation in Law. But my answer remained the same. I wanted to do this, I will do this.

I hated it when I had to stay at the research centre. That place is a lot more depressing than any hospitals. I could endure hospital stays. Here, they would place me in a wide room, with no windows, surrounded by glasses, always so bright with lamps and many different kinds of machines.

Exactly the experiment room you would see in movies. I missed the sky. I wanted to see the stars.

The research assistants would walk in and walk out with their rubber shoes, making squeaking noises all day long. The temperature was always so damn low. Were they trying to freeze me to death? We would never know.

"Alison... what did I tell you?"

I stared at Dr Hans confusingly.

"You need him."

"I am not having this conversation." I looked away, pulled my warm and cozy blanket to cover my face.

"Listen to me. Look at this," he held an electronic tablet to my face, basically shoving it into my face, and pulled my blanket away from my face. "Your heartbeat started dropping since few weeks ago. Now, it is lower than ever!"

"What the actual hell?? It wasn't because I was too stressed thinking about my tests and upcoming final exam? You're bluffing." I pulled my blanket back and pushed the tablet away.

"Did you distant yourself from him?"

I didn't answer that stupid question.

"It seemed like you did. Honey, you're going to hurt yourself in the end." He put the tablet away and started holding my hand. "Tell me what's wrong?"

Since Dr Hans took my case, I was required to tell him everything including my feelings because, as everyone knows, emotions play a vital part in your heart health too. I was sceptical to him, at first. But he always has the right word to say and knows the way to my heart. He won my heart easily.

Since then, I told him everything. There's almost no secret between us. A cardiologist could be a good psychologist too, you know.

He even knew about my mental health. Apparently, my heart wasn't the only thing in my body that loses some of its screws. My mental loses some too.

But not that day. I thought it'd be too embarrassing to tell him what I actually felt.

"Ugh, why him??? Can't my heart need someone else? There are more people that I'd rather be close too. Who does it need? Someone that I love? I love my family. Someone that loves me? What, my family doesn't love me??"

Dr Hans smirked. "Hmm... that's the beauty of fate. Perhaps you guys are meant to be?"

"Bullsh-"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Shit." I continued either way.

"Do you want me to call him over and put both of you in one room so I can find out why him?" he suggested the stupidest idea ever. That made me laugh.

"NO! You can't! Ever! It is weird enough that I sneeze and this thing beep every time I'm with him," I said, pointing at the tracker around my wrist, "don't let him look at me like I'm a freak by dragging his ass to your white hell hole."