Ethan- An Open Heart Story

Chapter 14- Ricochet

I tried to lose myself in Naveen's problem but my mind finally forced me to not be a doctor one day. To just wonder about my own life for once.

Dawn was breaking over the sky, filling it with the serene colours of fiery red and orange. Stars above still rested in the positions as they always did from a long time and will do for a long time. It was so admonishing to imagine a world revolving around yourself. People tended to do that, almost always. Many had their world concentrated around themselves and were so vastly unaware of the gigantic cosmos they resided. My mind always baffled with wonder about this endless cosmos whose boundaries were unending.

Forget about the cosmos.

Think about our world now.

Having two sides. One side for humans who were completely unaware of the other side.

And the other side. Home to the creatures one have heard in myths and legends, in stories and in dreams. In nightmares.

Real. Everything was real. Damn freaking real and that was making me wary.

I was concerned about my attack. I was concerned that those things attacked me in an open space. A place where I worked and there was a good great chance of someone else witnessing the fight. I wondered the how the golems had become so intelligent. They had taken out the cctv cameras before confronting me. It meant that whoever their owner was, still tried to keep the attack concealed.

Breaking the laws would mean breaking the very set up rules established as a co-ordination for both the sides. I had broken one when I left that place which was supposedly mine. I was meant to be there, if I hadn't had left, I would still be there and possible scrubbing my skin covered with wraith blood and paired with Nik.

I shivered.

I actually freaking shivered.

My concern increased ten folds when Nik told me everything tonight. I was unsettled about him getting involved in such dangerous waters which had us running ten years ago. Two of us were in a situation similar to the current happenance. He stayed to protect. I left to be someone else, a last ditch attempt to survive my life and the world.

But it looked like once a curse, always a cursed one.

Fate, you old bitch, if you are listening to me and actually smiling seeing me so miserable...do whatever you want with me, but keep Nik away.

My mind sent a whispered prayer to Fate, a multi-dimensional being who regulated the strings of night world. I hated her. Considering she was the one who led me into a spiral hell hole on the first place. Fate often got bored in her Chateaux which meant she often came down to our world and blew some serious steam off.

I had buried the worst incident of my life in an unbreakable vault of my mind. The incident which drove me out of New Orleans, to here in Boston. To become a doctor and save lives. Away from taking them.

Nobody knew. Not a single soul here in Boston knew about me. The real me. Not Dr. Ethan Ramsey...But Ethan Jonah Ramsey...that name had its own wicked curse.

But should I actually dwell on that for now?

Moving on was never easy. But sometimes, you had to because that was the right thing to do. No matter the pain you bore, put one step at a time. Right and left, right and left. And off you take your steps.

The world of night had to wait because I had my mentor on verge of coma to save.

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Time with Turner turned product-ful.

Since I didn't get a night's sleep, I simply showered (for a long time). Then without waiting for the housekeeper who was a decent and sweet lady by the way, I made myself simple breakfast (accidentally burnt my bread) and took off to Edenbrook before 5 am in the morning.