DREAM.
I felt the sharp pain at the foot of my feet and it hurt so bad. I wanted to stop running but I didn’t know how to. I wanted to just stop and hear her out but I couldn’t. Maybe because the person who once carried my mother’s face didn’t anymore. The face I saw now was the one I’d never seen before. She’s a woman that I’d never met before and she scared me. She doesn’t walk but she keeps getting closer.
I felt myself falling at a point. I’m screaming but my voice is unheard, like I’m being controlled by something. Then I’m standing inside a completely white room with two different doors.
I’m not scared anymore because somehow I know this place and I feel safe.
“Alexa” I heard the faint call of my name from behind me. I looked to the side to see someone standing there. A woman. I cannot see her face because of her falling hairs. She points to the door nearest to her but I don’t understand what she’s saying.
END OF DREAM.
I woke up to the sound of my phone beeping. I rose into a sitting position before searching for my phone and seeing a text message from Adam.
Adam: thank you for yesterday.
The smile that crossed my lips was totally uncalled for and I just end up frowning again. I checked the time and it was a few minutes past 6a. m.
And I’m not even thinking about the dream I just had. I guess I’m used to it.
I threw my legs over the bed and walked out. The quietness of the place told me my dad had left for work already. I brushed my teeth and took my bath before fixing myself breakfast and dressing up in a hoarseblood peplum corset top and dark skinny jeans.
After brushing my hair back and feeling contented with my look, I walked out with my red bag and drove off. I didn’t see Adam outside and didn’t pay too much attention to it.
I arrived at the hospital and walked in, coming across Helen who was bent over a little boy seated on the waiting bench, sticking a sticker to his forearm.
“Good morning, Helen!” I greeted her
“Oh, good morning my dear,” she replied, rising up “look at you! Off somewhere with daddy yesterday?”
“Oh. . . . . Yeah. . . .”
“Don’t be surprised, dear. I didn’t see either of you yesterday so I thought you two were having a quality father-daughter time together”
“Yeah” I blushed hard.
After having a little chat with her, I walked into my office room.
“The angel finally found her way back!” Craig screams from his seat, rising up to clap his hands.
I noticed Katherina seated on her seat, her eyes watching me as I walked in. The other guy wasn’t here.
“Good morning” I greeted him.
“Great, you’re back” Katherina said with boredom.
“Yeah, I was just gone yesterday, big deal” I replied, walking over to my seat.
“I have a lot to tell you, Lexy!” Craig said, turning his chair to face me.
“Make sure to tell him about Cami” Katherina said before grabbing her labcoat and walking out. Craig frowns after her, causing me to chuckle.
“What is she talking about? You got back together with your girlfriend?” I asked him.
“Well. . . . . . . . . . Cami came here yesterday. I was in surgery and she had to wait. She spent hours outside the surgery room and slept off while waiting. I felt so upset when I walked out and saw her, you know? Being the gentleman that I was, I picked her into my arms and brought her here. You would not believe Cami wasn’t entirely gone. She groped me when I tried to set her down, taking me by surprise with a kiss. And you know what is next so I’m gonna skip it”
“No,” I said amidst laughter “I do not know what come next!”
“Fine! We made out and I had no idea Katherina was watching us from the door. God, she’s such a pest!”
I broke into a belly laugh.
“So you two are settled now” I asked after regaining myself.
“Yes! I’m leaving early today. We’re going on a date. Just us”
“I’m glad to hear that, Craig”
“So where were you yesterday, missy?”
Werewolves. Woods.
“Well. . . . . . . . I was out with my Dad. Had to take care of some things”
“Shut, you just sound like some Serial killer” he laughed .
I playfully slapped his shoulder and he crouched it hard, making a hurting face.
“I think you should go see your father. I think he included you on the artificial heart transplant surgery we’re having tomorrow. I already got my part” he winks at me.
“Great. Just great!” I said, standing up.
“Oh and you should check on your patient too. I had to refrain from giving her your number” he said, grabbing his coat too.
“Really”
I stood up too and wore my coat before walking out with him.
We both walked into the ICU where she was seated on the bed.
I walked over to her and had a few talk with her. She said she was good to go home now. After checking her, I discharged her. I decided to check on the other patients. On getting to the next unit, I felt a sharp pain at the side of my head. I reached for the wall to hold myself still. I felt the floor getting deeper and I was gonna fall any second from them.
The pain was paralyzing and I fought it to go away. It doesn’t. It remains there for a while longer, only vanishing when I felt the sweats trickling from my forehead.
I tried to breathe after regaining myself, looked to the side to find Katherina watching me from afar. I saw the surprise in her eyes after seeing that so I gave her a small smile before walking over to the cabinet to get a drug.
“Are you alright?” I heard Katherina say from behind me.
Turning around to face her , I replied with a nod of my head “yes, I’m fine”
“You definitely didn’t look fine earlier”
I opened the aspirin bottle and took two pills from it. I grabbed a bottled water to get the pills down my stomach.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Was it brain tumor?
Looking back at Katherina who still had a puzzled look on her face, I asked “what do you think is wrong when you have constant headaches. Like you feel faint all the time”
“Simple,” she said, folding her arms “brain tumor”
Her reply took me by surprise. I couldn’t possibly have that.
“Or cancer” she adds, a bit of mockery in her voice.
I didn’t know what to think anymore. Could I possibly have that?
“Or maybe it’s just an inherited stuff”
Inheritance? Was it dangerous?
“Could you help me run a test, please?” I asked her. I wouldn’t talk to Dad about this until I was sure what the problem was.
“Sure” she replied with a nod of her head.
“Can I ask you something else?”
“Yep”
” Have you. . . . . Do you have dreams that’s so real, it’s like you’re actually there?”
“Parallel universe?”
“No, not that. Like. . . . . . . . I’ve been having this strange dream for many months now. I see people I’ve never even met before but recognize so much and . . . . . . . It’s just strange. What do you call that?”
“What happens in this dream?”
“Someone keeps chasing me. And that person could never hurt me”
“Well maybe they could hurt you, you just don’t know. . . . . . . . .”
My mom would never try to hurt me, would she?
“. . . . . . . . Or she’s trying to communicate with you. I’m not that kind of a person but I do know that spirits do try to communicate with someone living. Either to warn them or tell them something they’ve always wanted to say but couldn’t say when they were alive. Is this person dead?”
“Yes. . . . . . . She is”
“Well don’t mind all I just said, Lexy. I’m just bluffing. It’s just a dream. You’re probably just stressed or something”
“Yeah. . . . . . . . . You’re right. Thanks”
“Hey did you eat yet? We could grab brunch from downtown. We don’t have surgeries till 2”
“Yeah, sure” I smiled back.
We walked out together and let her drive us downtown to a fancy diner.
Katherina and I spent a few hours talking and getting to know each other.
But all through, I couldn’t help thinking about that dream and all Katherina said about it, about what it meant. Would my mother actually wanna kill me? Do I need to talk to Dad? What’s the point if it’s just mere dream?
I didn’t know what to do or think. I’m gonna run a test on myself to know what’s causing all these nausea. It’s slowly killing me.
When we returned to the hospital, my father was in surgery. When he came out, I was on my way into another surgery with Craig. After four hours, I finally came out of surgery. It was already past 5p. m.
I knew I couldn’t talk about it anymore. I needed to go home before Adam picked me up by 8p. m.
I met him at his office. He was studying some diagrams on his computer and didn’t notice me immediately until I shut the door behind me.
“Hey Dad, still working?” I asked him.
“Yes my dear, I need to look at this chats before leaving. Go without me okay? James will give me a ride home, okay?”
I nodded “okay. Good night, Dad”
“Have a good night, sweety. And have a good night with Adam. Be back before twelve”
I actually laughed at his words and he slowly started to grin too.
“I know Dad. We’re just friends anyway”
“If you say so” he laughs before I dashed out of his office.
I drove home, tired and all. I decided to lay down for a while. After waking up, I didn’t feel hungry so I freshened up and suddenly realized I didn’t pick out anything to wear yet. Holy fuck?
I rushed to my wardrobe, towel around my washed hair and torso.
I decided a short fley yellow gown with spaghetti straps would fit just well. I dried my hair with my hand drier before coiling it down my back. After wearing the dress, I put on my faded jeans jacket and wore a pair of yellow flat shoes.
I applied a few make up before checking myself out on the floor length mirror.
As if on cue, I heard a knock on the door. Instantly, I felt my stomach churn. Wait, is that the butterflies in my stomach?
I took a couple of breaths in and out before grabbing my purse and hurrying out. I pulled the door open. Surprisingly, nobody was at the door. All I saw was Adam’s car pulling up into my driveway.
I looked to the sides but didn’t see anybody.
After stopping the car, Adam steps out and walked towards me.
“You didn’t just knock on my door?” I asked him, ignoring how gorgeous he looked all dressed up.
“Ah. . . . . . . No. Is everything alright?”
Faking a smile, I shook my head and replied ” yes.”
“You look absolutely beautiful, Lexy” he said, intentionally cutting off my breath. I just stared at him, unwilling to reply or say anything.
I saw the creamy brownness of his eyes and felt lost in them.