In Love with Impossible

Chapter 2- Impossible

It's crazy how life takes you down the most unexpected paths. It's sometimes a good kind of unexpected but that's... really up to the future. You could end up in Africa and find your true calling or you could be dumped by your groom on the aisle and realise that you loved his best man all along. Then there are those times that you find yourself rescued by a famous pop idol and dragged away from the crowd. Is this a good or bad unexpected? Like I said, only the future can tell.

   The agonised faces of the teenage girls I passed were remarkable. They're expressions perfectly mimicked the expressions on lionesses as they respectfully waited for the lion to eat their kill. I lowered my head, feeling extremely shy suddenly. Then something else struck me, these girls were the sort that struck down the weak with no second thought, the looks they were giving me were definitely ones that considered me a weakling. I was easy prey. That thought brought my head back up and I stopped covering my face. Looking as strong as I could bring myself to act, I marched out of the angry mob with Edward. Whom I still couldn't believe was here next to me.

    Edward led me down behind the stage, he didn't slow down or even look at me. He kept his eyes focused straight forward, like he was willing himself not to look at anything, and specially not at me. I worried if he was angry...I had fallen and got hurt in one of his concerts directly because of him. That would be bad for his reputation, the only question was whether he was angry at me or at the lionesses that had pushed me down.

   He tugged on my arm and guided me down another corridor, this one was completely deserted. Only then, when he seemed absolutely certain that we were alone, did he slow down. I suddenly found myself wishing desperately that he would speed up again. At least when he was going fast I could focus my attention on not tripping on my heels...now that he slowed down I had time to worry about...everything else...like what I would say when we stopped. Like... the butterflies that were going on a full on rampage or the fact that I think I may be blushing or the fact that I was seriously doubting my ability to talk right now.

   Edward took me through another corridor. This one had several purple metal doors with some gold and silver stars marked on them, number plates shone on each as if they'd been polished a few minutes ago. "I'm sorry about what happened...I have some first aid in my room." It took me a minute to register the cool clear voice. Hastily I repeated what he'd said in my head and chose the safest bet of a word that I could at least trust my tongue to form. Infuriatingly, the word that came out was 'what?' Searching for something more sensible to say was all I could do. In the end it all came down to an incoherent mumble.

"I'm fine....I was only under there for a minute..."

"You're the girl that was videoing me at the start of the concert right?" Abashed, my head shot up. He actually remembered! I thought gleefully. The fact that he remembered me from such a small incident was the only thing that really gave me the courage to make my tongue work.

"Yes...?" I said "I hope I didn't ...uh...break some privacy rule..." I added after an afterthought. Maybe the only reason he remembered was because it had made him feel uncomfortable.

He chuckled "no....precise when you sign up for this job you're basically signing a contract saying 'please violate my privacy'!" I laughed. Partly because of the joke, partly because I was on the brink of hysteria.

"And here I thought being a doctor was hard..." I said nervously but clearly.

"So you're a doctor huh? New? Where do you work?"

"Yeah, relatively new. I work at North hospital" I replied, slipping into the easy conversation like someone was gently wrapping a cloak around me.