In Love with Impossible

Chapter 1-Him

Three deaths in one week...I knew that being a doctor would be tough the moment I accepted my qualification but three? Human life seemed so fragile right now...and the worst part was that they were my patients. I was supposed to look after them, to save them. I felt miserable. Looking up at the sky, I begged it to give me just one sign that would lift my mood, but the weather remained stubbornly bleak. After a horrible week which had left me feeling so down and a sky that never seemed to clear I'd thought that it would never get any better.

Times like this made me wish I could scream out loud without seeming like a raging maniac. Looks like I'd be visiting the abandoned beach again soon. "My dependence on that place is growing, "I thought miserably, lately I've been relying on it on a far from comfortable level. It couldn't be helped, I'd somehow begun sinking into a melancholic mood ever since my three patients first asked to see me. Almost like some horrible premonition to their death. The drive was long, to the beach, and until my new car arrived I'd have to pay a lot for the taxi or the rental, whichever I choose.

'Cheer up...' a clear sound registered in my numb mind and I stopped walking abruptly. Cheer up? Did I just imagine someone saying that to me? It was a thought that occurred to me but one that I discarded almost immediately because I heard the voice again. 'Let me see that dazzling smile... let me hear you laugh...it's melancholic for me when your eyes have lost their light...' the lyrics were wonderfully clear and...talk about a song to fit my mood! I closed my eyes and tried to find it again. It didn't come immediately but eventually I heard the chorus again.

The voice behind the mike, so clear, distinct, strong and carefree, was unlike anything I'd ever heard before, I found myself being drawn towards it and I ended up amidst a crowd listening to a street concert. I don't know how I got there, my feet seemed to have acted on their own accord. Five boys were on stage, four were playing various instruments and contributing to the song, the fifth was grinning ear to ear and standing tallest. Wearing what was unmistakably 'blue blood' clothes, which basically means branded, and tapping his foot to the beat. I looked at each member and wondered which one had the voice that had somehow made even the gloomy London sky, look clearer.

Then I heard it again. Undeniably, the voice was from the lead singer in the branded clothes. It made me grin despite the weight on my heart. My almost desperate urge to scream dissapeared and despite myself...I sang along, softly. He was taller than me, handsome with a gorgeous smile and beautiful eyes but what caught me most off guard was his song, I'd never heard it before and I found myself smiling easily, His song cut through my melodramatic approach to life and cleared the grey clouds that seemed to be hanging around me for so long now. I won't say his good looks had nothing to do with it but I found myself dazzled by him and those few moments seemed to pass in slow motion and they were some of the best few moments of my life. The four other members left me impressed...but he....left me breathless

I kept watching him and the rest of the band, who I appreciated to be equally good looking, as if I was in some sort of trance. The people around me were clapping and screaming, vaguely, my mind registered a scientific approach to why they were so excited by a simple song. I tried to catch the lead singer's eye but he seemed to look everywhere but at me. A few of the teenagers had pinned up signs that said 'WE LOVE YOU CASTERS' and a few others said 'YOU'VE CAST A SPELL ON US' I was actually able to appreciate the creativity gone into creating the signs despite the fact that my usual reaction would be to view them as a waste of time.

I guess I was already far gone by then. I didn't yell and scream like the girls around me but involuntarily, I found a stupid smile plastered to my face and I felt weirdly tongue tied. Not to mention the fact that my stomach seemed to be doing nervous flip flops. It was altogether exhilarating. Before I knew it, though the concert broke apart. "They were amazing as usual!" A pretty blonde girl exclaimed, strangely looking like she was going to cry. "Amazing, do you think they'll be here next week too?" Her companion asked "yeah, likely."