chapter 3
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It was only nine at night but Alessandro was
light-headed and drown in his thought.
How he lost with Roberto, how he had the worst day with several shitty encounters with shitty peoples? Even if the music were loud and people where crowded in the pub,
Alessandro was alone and hollow from
inside.
He had lost a battle today and it was first
ever in the life time. He even had to walk on
a stinky suit that a dumb girl ruined.
He could still remember her moist eyes
with tears when he yelled at her in front of
everyone in the open corridor. He did not
spare a time to throw her out of the hospital
in a minute. But why was it bothering him
and feeling the burn in his chest?
He never thought he would be so much affected by his own words. He was bitter to everyone and he knew it.
"You are drunk too much."He shook his head
and muttered himself.
As he lifted his body from the stool and made his way to his car he thought he was sober enough to drive. He opened his car
door and started his engine but little did he
know something was fishy about his car.
Driving a few minutes away from the bar he
had a feeling of nuisance and he tried to stop
the car but to his luck it was not working.
He was starting to lose control over his car
just then a bright light came from another
direction and hit his car hard flipping it over
the road.
As the car rolled towards the edge, the driver from the truck dialed the number informing his job was done and drove away from the accident spot.
It was already nine at night when Bianca bid
her bye from Roma and the orphanage, she
did not find any bus to her room and had to
walk all the way up to her flat.
While walking on the road she saw a fire burning not later a blast in the direction she was heading. She speeded her legs to find what was happening. Just as she reached
the place she found someone lying near
the blast. He must have been a struggle to
get out of the car. But fortunately he had
succeeded before the blast.
As she neared the area, the victim was breathing heavily. She turned his head and had the shock all over her face. He was the one who yelled at her this
morning, the very one who threw her out of
her job. Should she help him? 'She had it on
her mind.
With closed eyes and heavy breath
Alessandro pleaded her for help but the
only word he uttered before losing his
consciousness was... "Please, Save Me."
With blood all over her hands, Bianca stayed
out of the operation theatre begging to save
the life who snatched all her hope. Her only
focus was the person who asked to save him
was breathing and alive.
Life was full of mysteries, just in the
morning who was showing off his wealth
and power was lying the operation bed
fighting for his life. Who could have thought
the one whom he threw away would bring him to the same hospital. She continuously tapped the floor and
rubbed her hand making it redder. She was praying for his life even if he was ruthless towards her.
Around three hours later, a man came
juggling towards the operation theatre. He
was the same man from the morning who
was calming the other.
As he turned his head, he saw her and was
astonished from the sight. "Did you bring
him here?" He asked politely to which she
nodded.
"How did you find him.?"
"Road... Lying... Bleeding..." She uttered.
"Thank you for bringing him here." She
nodded for his appreciation and went back
to praying with her trembling hands.
Night turned into the morning but the light in the operation theatre was still on. How long should she be praying for his life? How long should she remain intact to the chair just to hear positive news from the doctor
inside?
"You-should take some rest, you have not
blinked your eyes since last night," Darren
said to her but she shook her head.
"I will wait until the operation is over," She
answered.
"Why do you care? He even insulted you yesterday and fired you from your job?" Darren questioned her.
"He- asked me to save him and I would be
restless if I could not do it." She reasoned
and Darren sighed.
"He must have done a good deed in his past life that he stumbled with you in this life cause in this whole life he has been nothing
but a ruthless jerk to everyone." Darren
chuckled.
"Aren't you his friend?" She stared at him with confusion. "The one and only but sometimes I can't
even get what is going in his head and
yesterday was one of the day. He was about
to get what he wanted for his whole life but it blew away and you were the one to get his wrath." Darren explained. "I see." Bianca nodded her head.
"Don't worry I will make sure you return
back to this hospital, as a reward to save
him." Darren said.
"Only if he survives the operation," She
muttered to which Darren squeezed her
hand in hope.
"He will. He is a fighter."
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