ADDICTED TO YOU

Chapter 3

Looking down at the heeled booths that I was wearing, I saw little piles of snow forming on the ground and when I looked up at his direction he was gone. I felt my heart cringe.... why have I dreamt of him?

My routine was the same, it was during lunch that I felt being watched again and as I roam around the cafeteria I saw his group staring at me. The guy named Alfons was looking at me even if he had his lips burried on the crook of the girls neck, who was sitting on his lap. There were also the other guys who were equally handsome in their own stance that had vigilant eyes, observing me. It felt really weird... though I wondered where he was... I was sure I saw him earlier. I sighed... bothered by my own trail of thoughts. I ate my lunch and stood up not wanting the attention I was getting. The day went on in an ordinary pace, glad that I didn't have to deal with all the shit that might come my way. My Biology class wrapped up, walking my way to my locker felt like forever, holding on to the strap of my messenger bag.... I suddenly felt dizzy.... with a throbbing sensation in my head.... it was bearable, but still hurts nonetheless.

In a creeping walk I seeked the comfort of the bathroom, when I got inside I slosh myself with the cold water from the tap. I came across my face in the mirror and saw the undeniable dark circles in my eyes.... they were still there. Moving my sight from the mirror and noticing someone got out from one of the cubicles, I steadied myself on the shiny white lavatory. It was the girl with the hazel brown hair, sitting on Alfons lap.... she flashed a smile on me revealing those white teeth of hers, but the smile fell off when she noticed my state...  oh shit! I probably looked horrible right now. She stood next to me and held my shoulders.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"but you don't look fine."

"I said I'm fine."

"Viggo would be upset, if this gets to him."

I didn't bother asking if she was talking to me or to herself. Trying to be convincing enough, I rounded up and walked straight for the door. This must've been through lack of sleep... I stopped taking my meds.... probably one factor too.

After that long struggle, and somehow summoning my strenght to endure...I felt a little better now that I was out of the university. I feel strange having this immense awareness that I was being followed. Sitting inside the car and over thinking things about being followed I decided to look outside and marvel the beauty of  winter, Bernati was driving the car....  I had a strange feeling about meeting up with the new doctor.

The car pulled over, the hospital was massive, hearing from Bernati.... he said it was one of the finest.... as I enter the premises of the hospital... the scent of medicine enveloped me, the disenfectant and the uncomfortable knowledge of the death of many people ..... these are the things I hate about hospitals, they make you feel sick than you already are.

The nurse on the front desk was busy with chewing her gum. When she noticed my presence, she looked up... and rudely chewed her gum in an unlady like manner.

"I'm here for the appointment with Dr. Santi."

"Name please."

"Heather... it's Heather Mills."

"It's in the fifth floor, Dr. Santi's room that is."

"Thanks."

That was fast, I was heading to the doctors room when I saw a silhouette of a man move from the somber part of the hospital, with the lightest footfalls I maneuvered myself to walk that direction... knowing that I somehow passed by the doctors office. The frantic beating of my heart was all I could possibly hear.... the hospital halls was suddenly robbed off sound and the quietness consumed it, nearing the darkest part... the suspense was succumbing and my curiousity skyrocketed.