ENTWINED

chapter 3😊

Every move I made felt weird.

I couldn't think or act properly

I had administered several wrong drugs to different patients in the last few days and It was only the minute that they stepped out of my office that I realised the mistake I had just made..

I made a mental note to request for a holiday soon because it would only be a matter of time before the patients come clawing at me as soon as they realise that I gave them drugs for stomach ulcer instead of a blood tonic

So far,no patient seemed to have sent any complaint.
I was safe....for now

This was all "Alex's" fault
it had been 3 nights since my dream of Alexander i still anticipated seeing him again and I did everything the exact way I did the night he first showed up;

starting by doing the dishes, the laundry then taking a shower after which i would grab a Harlequin novel and read the exact same words as that night.
I had read the same two pages 4 times now

I even tried doing it at the exact same time just like that night but it just wasn't god damn working..urghh!!

I was starting to get distracted at work and I'm pretty sure everyone noticed as well, seeing as I tripped triple the number of times they were used to but at least that kept the sex craved men away from me

I'm pretty sure I looked like the living dead and not just any living dead but one who was so used to living among the dead. .I felt like it too

After getting home from work,I collapsed onto my couch and stared at the ceiling for minutes

I gave in and decided to do my daily 'dream of Alexander' routine..I didn't have any dishes to do this time so I brought out all the clean plates and cutleries and rewashed them all

I went to my room and picked up the only dirty laundry I had which was the black shirt I wore yesterday along with my underwear..I washed and dried it.

I checked the time which read 9pm..i hurriedly took a shower, changed into my red avidlove nightwear that I have now been wearing 4 nights in a row just to 'relive that moment' and rushed to bed taking along with me the Harlequin novel

..I recited the book off hand as I read .
it was more like a nursery rhyme for me now..I was half done with the first page when my phone buzzed.

I paused taking deep breaths. Not wanting to get my hopes up..I tapped the screen and it turns on

message from Kevin

I tapped the screen again watching as it went blank and then I tapped it on to see if the message was still there...I could be hallucinating, I won't even be shocked if I was hallucinating

It was still there.. I jumped out of bed and paced up and down my room ...after numerous internal battles,I decided that I was finally calm enough to read it ..I laid down back on the bed

'I'd be coming back to london tomorrow sweetie. Can't wait to finally see you..I know you can't wait to beat me up but I can explain for not keeping in touch..I'm sorry💏💏💏💑"

A frown slowly made a way to my face as I replied

'You're not at the door?'I held my breath hoping for a favourable response

'Last time I checked ......I don't think so..what's wrong?'

'Nothing' I quickly replied

'Are you that angry?,,you don't sound so pleased to hear from me'

I decided to just act as I normally would with him
So I typed

'Well should I be?.dumbass,you didn't contact me for a week and didn't pick my calls and then you send freaking texts..'

I hit the send button hoping that I sounded convincingly angry enough

'I'm so so sorry..I promise to make it up to you....I should be at your place by 1am tomorrow😉..I'm staying the night😊'
I rolled my eyes at the message

'We'll see about that...' I replied

I was just about to drop my phone when another message popped up

'Good night love💞💞'

I smiled at that...

maybe him Staying the night tomorrow won't be so bad

'Goodnight...💋💋' I sent

I placed my phone so far away from me where I couldn't easily be tempted to check it every 5 minutes..

since I have an extremely large bed; tossing my phone would only make it land so far on the bed which i very much preferred
I spend most of my money on my bed.. you can't blame me for wanting to be comfortable

I settled into my beyond comfortable plush bed and pulled the sheets over my body yawning tiredly as I laid my head down onto my pillow.

my body felt fatigued and my eyes begged for the relief that only sleep itself could provide.
I closed my eyes letting the waves of tiredness take me far away from my stress

I avoided his hard gaze only staring at his perfectly tanned muscular arms..he must workout a lot....

the occasional clenching and unclenching of his hands only meant one thing..that he was angry.

I don't know how the heck he got into my house not to talk of into my room.. All i knew was that I was still stuck on my bed in the same way I fell asleep

..I couldn't move but my eyes were wide open as I silently watched him from his place on my room floor.

he sat with one of his legs plopped up...his eyes were now a darker shade of blue, almost grey as his back rested on the wall and he kept his expression neutral as usual

.he was finally here and he was angry again... what could I have done wrong this time?

His expression didn't waver a bit and he was starting to scare me

".let me go.right.now!!" I said angrily as I struggled rampantly from within to be free which actually only moved me half an inch away from my previous position

He still didn't reply me,...he seemed lost staring at nothing

" Was the message from you again?" I asked

He clenched his jaw and shook his head....
So I guess he didn't show up because of my routine . that's a good thing right?

"I can't hear your thoughts anymore" he said,his hands tangled in his hair...like he was fighting hard to stay I'm control

I kept quiet not knowing what to say..I still didn't know who he was or where he came from...so how the heck was I meant to reply

"Its what always happens.." He paused closing his eyes,,after seconds he opened them again..he looked exhausted as he stared aimlessly at the ground "the gods know that I have found you...its how they tempt me"