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7 days. 7 days passed without me meeting anyone, be it Derek, Angela or Lucifer. I was alone back again. 7 days without a single person to talk to or touch to. Mrs.Webber was there but the lady talks of either dogs or her dead husband only, both creeps me out. I spent my whole week in my room only. No one came to even give me the work even, I was afraid that pissing off my supervisors might cost me my job. It was too much for today, I thought of  reaching Cristina but turns out that I myself crushed my phone few days ago.
Angela and Lucifer behaved like completely forgot me. I regretted my words and behavior for yelling on him like that and of course, over judging him but I wanted to apologise and they just weren't coming back to me. Surprisingly, none of the other ghosts also came to irritate me or threaten me. I was feeling like immobilised in my room with no one in the world knowing me or giving a damn about me, exactly like before.

I was paranoid and started rethinking of everything that happened days ago and what wrong did I do and  found  one thing only and that was yelling on Lucifer, apart from that, nothing else. Saving Derek was my prime responsibility no matter how cruel and bitchy he thinks of me. I was so penting up inside that I had to vent it out, to someone...but sadly I had no one. So I got up from my bed and said no more crying on pillows. Got ready in normal ignorable clothes and got out locking the room.

After half an hour of travelling and struggling in walking, I rested myself on the bed beside me...precisely, my body. I, without looking at myself, started blabbering things I wanted to talk about...to someone normal, like my COMAed normal body. Tears already took their place in my swollen bagged eyes, I wiped them along with the talking. I started feeling relaxed and then very relaxed. I talked about how I crushed myself and how I found about the ghost me and everything. My body kept listening me, duh. There was no other option for it of course.
I was talking and talking only when I heard the gate open with chitchats and then suddenly stop. I froze again. Did they see me?
I turned around very slowly only to find three young scrub wearing doctor types looking people stood frozen on the gate of my room having a food tray in their hands. They definitely saw me. I panicked inside, it felt like end of the world to me because if they saw me that means they will know about me and my little paranormal secret and that would ruin everything because everything is supposed to happen secretly. I tried to stare them down like I did with Mr.Jingler but nothing really happened to them. They were also equally confused and shocked to even move from there. I was panicking more and more when suddenly enormous gush of light happened between me and the interns standing on the door, and a few seconds later I saw the light decreasing and the interns absentmindly closed the door and went away while I also found Angela standing right in front of me staring me with a pissed off face. I have pissed her off again. Yay for me!

"I'm...I'm sorry Angela...I'm really really sorry....I didn't.....I didn't heard them coming.....I'm so sorry I'll never ever come here or anywhere like this.... seriously sorry....I..." She raised her hand and cut me through.

"Iris....(putting her hand down) you need to be extra careful and over alert because obviously I can't save you always. Lucifer has told you this quite a hundred times now, I presume." She said and my eyes were stuck at her face which was devoid of any expression any warmth for me. Have I really lost her? Do I really not deserve anyone?

My thoughts broke when I saw her turning away to leave most probably, I stood Immediately to try and stop her and apologies because I couldn't afford that. I wanted her back, wanted her warm loving sight towards me back.

"Angela wait." I said and tried to hold her shoulder but got hand instead.
She turned around me and looked at my hand clutching her's. I immediately left that, perhaps that was offensive for us humans to hold angels like that.

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