Beating again

Chapter twenty

Sasha's POV

It takes almost thirty minutes to put myself back together, most of which is spent wiping away unwanted tears as they slide down my cheeks.

When did I become so hammy?

It's not as if I have a right to get upset. I even knew he had a girlfriend, but I still fell in love.

Right! What were you thinking?

What was I thinking? Was I even thinking?

I finally stomp out of the washroom. Travis must now be wondering what happened to me.

As soon as I move out, I stop in tracks when my eyes meet the ocean blue eyes of Dr. Grayson. He was walking in the direction of the men's room but he also stops for a bit.

I collect all the strength I need to walk past him. Funny enough that I can only find the strength in the upper part of the body, but my lower body warms up by just breathing in the heavenly scent of his cologne as i attempt to walk past him.

"Sasha." I suddenly stop when I feel his hand wrap around my wrist, making all the oxytocin I need to rise up to the highest levels.

"Little worm?" I hear Travis call me and I quickly pull away from his hold. I walk past Travis whose face is changing from worried to confused as he looks at Ethan and back at me. He turns and rushes to where were sitting as I just pass and storm out of the bistro.

I know all I feel for him will go away in a short time if I keep up with my game. It is just infatuation, lust....

And love.

I can't deny the additional feeling no matter how much I want to.

Quickly, I open the passenger door of Travis's beautiful car and I get in and sit quietly. Travis hyperventilates as he affects an entrance into the car too.

"Hey, did I miss something?" He restlessly says as he looks straight at me, his dark brows scrutinizing me for a second and then they furrow. "Have you been crying?"

"No." I lie and look away. I knew he would know. We have been too close. Too connected so he always knows.

"You have been crying." He interjects firmly. "Why? Is it because of him?" His question catches me off guard and I quickly look at him.

I open my mouth to deny it but he interrupts. "The doctor?"

He then raises his brows as if waiting for me to lie so he can say another fact. He knows it already, I don't know how but I am definitely not going to deny.

"It's non of your business." I am not sure if that's what I have to say for him to drop the already disturbing topic.

Travis rarely gets mad, and I won't say he is now. But he looks quite exasperated. "Do you think I will just sit around to see you cry over someone who will never love you back?" He plainly states making me sick to my stomach. "It's non of my business? Do you even know what you are to me?" I close my eyes tightly, another fit of rage taking ahold of me.

"What? One more girl to add to your list of conquests?" He looks shocked by my reply but then he looks at me sternly.

"I don't have a list." He slightly shakes his head. "And if I did, I would find someone with a lot less frastuations to add to it." His face then goes soft as if regretting what he just said. "Sasha, I am just trying to know what you are doing with your life. I don't know you anymore."

"Well, it is my life. You might wanna get a life as well and stop monitoring mine." I say, a fresh batch of tears threatening to spill down my cheeks from the corner of my eyes. I am just not sure which part of the conversation I am most upset about.

His expression doesn't change but he narrows his eyes at me. "Did you read my diary?"

Damn! Do I have a list of things I have done sticked to my forehead? I don't answer that. I just turn and look outside the window, which is a clear sign that I have.

He doesn't add on anything. He just starts the engine and silently drives the car back to my apartment building.

When the car stops, I throw the door open and step out.

He then speaks up before I am completely out. "I will continue being by your side, either as your best friend, or some day as someone you love." I just storm out without saying anything.

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When I reached the apartments, Sydrah called me into her own unit, where I found Jessie and Lucy already comfortable in there eating whatever crossed their eyes. I found out that Jessie had actually snitched me out already and the girls wanted me to take some solace from them, and I will say it really worked.

Not knowing that we all fell asleep, I wake up to the ringtone of my phone. Someone's hair is in my face and legs in my chest. I get up and I wonder really how Lucy is curled up that way, that her hair is in my face and her legs are in my chest. My hands frantically search for the annoying device but I can't find it.

"What the hell is that noise?" Lucy shouts with a groggy voice.

"Sasha, can you make it quiet?" Jessie mourns, pulling a pillow close to her ear.

The phone keeps on ringing and I keep on looking for it but I can't find it anywhere. Lucy suddenly kicks me and I stagger from the bed to the floor with a loud thud and then my phone stops ringing.

"Ow" I cry out.

"You're 'kay?" I hear Jessie ask but not get up or even lift her head.

The phone starts ringing again making me to let out a loud groan.

"Some one better be dieing." I say through gritted teeth as I still look every where for the stupid phone.

"Goddamn Sasha Morgan, why can't you make that thing stop." God! I am trying. I can't even find it.

My eyes fly over to Sydrah who is peacefully sleeping in her own part of the bed, like she has no worries..... Wait, is that my phone under her hip? Dear God! She doesn't even shift. How tf does she stay unbothered? The thing is so loud.

I climb and reach out for it, accidentally pressing my knee on the side of Lucy's stomach.

"I am listing all the reasons in my head why I shouldn't kill you right now you fucken pillock." I slightly chuckle. Pillock? What the hell is even that?

After successfully getting ahold of my phone, I check the caller and it is my mom. Wow. I am about to get myself a nag of why I have not called or visited in so long, or if I broke my finger and so on.

Before answering, I rush out not wanting to receive any more curses and the I slap the phone to my ear.

"Hello? Baby? Why have you not been picking up your phone? You got me so worried." My mom says rushing each word.

I shake my head a little to get the strings of hair from my face as I walk in the direction of my apartment. "I am sorry, Mom. I just slept too much."

"Is everything alright?"

"All good."

"Okay, honey. I just called to tell you something about your brother. I thought you should know." She says and I let out an irritated sigh.

"What did he do this time?"

"Actually, he got into an accident last night____"

"Last night? Why are you telling me just now?" I interrupt before she finishes her sentence. Some people are just not serious. "Tell me where you are now, I am coming right away."

"It's St. Mark hospital. But he is fine now, the surgery ended well and he skipped the ICU. So no need to panic." I hung up before she can tell me that 'i don't need to come over'.