Chapter 14 Flashbacks?
Zailaph city hospital was like any other hospital out there. The smell of disinfect, and medicine filled the air, doctors, and nurses walking around the corridors in scrubs, and the vending machine that's always found at the reception area.
Miley had been in Zailaph city hospital a few times in her life, and she could proudly say that she knew the ins, and outs of the place.
When she stepped in through the large double doors with the rest of the students, she was suddenly hit with a fleshback that made her stumble back.
" You're gonna be, okay?" The sound of her dad's voice sounded so distant that she thought it was a dream.
Her eyes opened slightly as she looked up at the ceiling that seemed to be moving.... or was she the one who was moving?
"Miley!!" Her eyes slowly turned the voice, and the terror in her father's face made her confused.
Why was did he look so scared? She wondered, and tried to lift her hand to touch him, but gasped as a sharp pain traveled through her body.
"Miley!!" She gasped, and sat up on the floor. She looked around, and realized that she was surrounded by multiple concerned faces.
Catherine, Professor Baker, two doctors, and a nurse. One of the doctors had a stethoscope pressed to her chest, and the other supported her as she sat up.
Her face showed clear confusion as she looked around, and realized that she was actually lying in a hospital bed in a ward. What the fuck happened? One second she was was walking through the hospital's automatic doors, and then everything went dark.
"Miley" She turned her gaze to a very concerned Catherine. "Are you okay? You just placed out at the hospital entrance" She asked, and held Miley's surprisingly cold hand.
Miley looked at the warm hand that was touching hers, and licked her lips before speaking. "I don't know....i just... I was fine.. but ..." She trailed, and looked at her. "I.. haven't had flashback episodes in two years" She whispered but everyone still heard.
One of the doctors raised a brow in confusion "Flashbacks?" He asked while looking at the absent minded girl on the bed.
The Professor who had been quiet all along spoke " The thing is she..."
"It's nothing you need to worry about!! I just wanna get out of here, it was probably nothing serious" She said, and jumped of the bed.
The group in the room glanced at each other in concern, but didn't say anything to stop her. It's not like they could stop her from leaving even they they wanted to anyway.
Miley left the ward, and Catherine followed from behind "Miley!" She just continued walking away, and didn't stop to look at her.
"Miley! Miley!!" She yelled, and Miley spun on her heels.
"What?!" She snap, and glared at Catherine making her flinch.
She was gasping for air as she started trembling her, and narrowed her eyes at her best friend. She felt so angry for no reason that she feared that if Catherine wasn't five feet away she would had slapped her hard across the face.
Her eyesight started to blur as tears wailed up in her eyes. They rolled down her face, and she wiped them away aggressively. Catherine's expression softened, and she tried to move closer to the crying girl but she took steps back before shooking her head.
Catherine stopped on her track, and watched her friend break all over again like she did three years ago. Miley forced a smile to reassure her that she was fine, before turning around and rushing towards the exit.
Catherine felt tears wail up in her eyes but blinked them back. She had a strong urge to run after her, but stopped herself. Miley knew what she needed, and that was space.
She felt someone place a hand on her shoulder, and she glanced at her elder brother who seemed to have been watching the interaction in silence.
The sadness she felt was stronger then the anger, and resentment that she had for her brother, and she found herself in his arms sobbing quietly.
Aleksei settled on the favorite spot in his suite, his icy blue eyes gazed at the city with a blank expression. The irritation in Miley's body language, and expression replayed in his head.
The way she had unconsciously moved back when she realized that it was him who had stopped her in the corridor, the way she did small gestures like almost rolled her eyes or scoffed that showed her dissatisfaction towards him.
He had been asking himself since then if he had done something to make her feel uncomfortable around him to the extent that she would sigh in relief when she found a good reason to get away from him.
Aleksei clenched his jaw and snapped his finger. One of his men immediately placed a glass of whiskey in his hand, and he chugged the whole thing in one for before signaling for a refill.
He chugged down the whiskey, and let the acid-like liquid burn his throat. His mind wondered, and he felt a sense of helplessness, something he could bet in a million years that he had never felt.
He was always one who had to be pleased not the other way around, but now that he had to please, and make the first creature he had ever let have his heart comfortable around him. And something told him that it wasn't going to be easy.
Usually, he would have won any girl with money, and his looks, but she was different. She looked more of a person who trust depending on what was in the heart....something he doubts he even had.
"Boss" One of his man called for his attention making him snap out of his train of thoughts. " There is someone who requests your attention. A detective who is here about the Lyra gang" He said and Aleksei raised his brow clearly caught of guard about what he had heard before smirking.
Finally, something to blow off steam with.