CHAPTER 4: He is not HIM

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    It was an evening and freezing cold weather. She was sitting on a bench and looking at the park where a few children were playing. She had worn a simple yet elegant baby pink color strapless knee-length dress with a light blue denim jacket. Her hair tied into a french braid whilst carrying a cream fur jacket. She was lost in her wonderland that she didn't feel any gaze on her body and was oblivious that someone was watching her for the past thirty minutes.

    Tears were falling from her eyes like a Niagara waterfall. She didn't even realize that the temperature was falling, she sat there lost in her grief with her dull swollen eyes. She was waiting for Mr. Parker to arrive, after attending her therapy sessions, in the garden adjacent to the Parker Enterprises and he was observing her for a long time across the street.

    He hopped out of his Rolls-Royce Ghost and walked towards her and stood beside her, but she was so lost that she didn't realize. He then sat beside her and introduced himself but she didn't utter a word. He looked at her and saw her dull swollen eyes which were shedding tears. He gently placed his one palm on her thigh and wiped her tears with the other, but she was so lost that she didn't react to any of his actions. He gently shook her, which brought her back from her trance.

    When she looked at him her world stopped, her body froze, she blinked her eyes numerous times, he found her actions very cute and it brought a chuckle to his face, but for her, it was too intimidating, his presence reminded her of someone's presence which made her mind and body numb.

When he saw her shivering body, he hugged her, oblivious to the fact that it was his presence and not the weather due to which she was shivering.

    When his cologne reached her nostrils her body became still in his embrace, he slowly rubbed her back and that was all she could take, her vision blurred, dizziness took over her mind and her body became cold like ice and she slowly fainted in his arms. When he saw her unconscious body, he panicked and lifted her in a bridal style and took her towards his car. He laid her on his lap and asked the driver to drive towards the Bells hospital. On the way he just looked her and slowly caressed her face and tugged her. He felt a strong urge to protect her and keep her safe and asked himself

'What might have happened in her life for her to be so lost and sad?'

    Soon after a short drive, they reached the hospital. He himself lifted her in a bridal style while scorching his pace inside the hospital and yelled for the doctor. Each and everyone was startled, seeing his sudden presence with an unconscious girl in his arms.

Everyone knew him and was well aware of his temper. He was the owner of this hospital and a very popular face. A nurse hurried and immediately called the head doctor, who was Mr. David Marshall, whilst one of the doctors lead him towards the check-up room to check her.

    He laid her on the hospital bed. The doctor checked her and immediately recognized her and informed him about her. He was astounded and words died in his mouth. The doctor added she was one of the regular visitors, a patient of Dr. Marshall's and very close to them. This bit of information flustered his mind and unknowingly he scratched his head.

He asked for her personal details, which the doctor gave him unwillingly and when he went through the details he was flabbergasted and his mind and heart were exhilarated. He immediately dialed Dr. Marshall's number, but before he could talk to them, Mr. and Mrs. Marshall barged inside the room worriedly and glared at him.

    He had thousands of questions in his mind for which he wanted answers, but he played wisely and kept mum. Both the doctors checked her and asked him about what had happened and how he met her. He gave them all the glory details of their interaction and asked about her condition.

Dr. Claire Marshall (Dr. David Marshall's wife and renowned psychiatrist as well as her therapist ) gave him her medical details and said

"Damn you scared her man.....  see because of you she is here, she is hypersensitive, still not used to the presence of unknown people, it scares her and the rest you saw it right. Mike stay away from her. She isn't like the other girls you flirt around..... she is too fragile, delicate and broken..... She is in a battle within herself. She is in the process of fighting with her inner demons which are on the verge of destroying her. Don't add more burden on her man.... because of your presence she had a panic attack and now lying here unconscious.... " before Mrs. Marshall could scold him more. He showed her his palms and looked at her pretty face for one last time and went out. 

    He was extremely angry after hearing the words of Mrs. Marshall and, in anger, he kicked and punched the wall, he barged inside the cabin of Mr. and Mrs. Marshall and spoke "I didn't do anything to her and yes, she will not be like any other girl...... she is definitely different...."

but they didn't utter a word and he huffed, irritation clearly visible on his face and said

"I really like her aunt. Please introduce me to her. I promise I will never hurt her. " his words were really genuine and they felt it sincere as it was the first time he used a please and they smiled. They could see his desperation and agreed to his request.

    He asked them to shift her to a VIP room and they did as he said. He sat beside her and touched her soft cheeks and caressed her hair. She was still unconscious. He informed Mr. Parker about her condition and told him not to worry.

He sat beside her the whole night and just looked at her, admiring her beauty. She really looked like a fallen angel, even though her face was a bit pale her milky white skin was glowing, and he was taking all his time to admire her beauty, her each feature. He very badly wanted to know what made her like this but he couldn't take any chances with his sweetheart's health. He himself didn't realize, when he dozed off on her stomach.

    Early morning when she woke up and tried to open her eyes, her eyes fluttered due to the bright lights. She slowly covered her eyes with her palms and rubbed them and then slowly opened and looked at her surroundings, which were different from usual. That's when she felt a small weight on her stomach and looked down, all her previous night's memories flashed in her mind and she shrieked, making him startle.

    He grumpily woke up and looked at her, but looking at her scared kitten face, all his anger vanished and his expression changed. He tried to talk to her, but she shrieked and closed her eyes and covered her ears with her palms. His eyes were too intimidating for her and his husky voice didn't help her at all. She panicked and hugged her body tightly and shook her head wildly. He tried to explain to her but she wasn't ready to listen to his words. She started throwing things at him when he didn't go out. He apologized and immediately rushed out of her room to give her some time and called Mr. and Mrs. Marshall.  

    After some time they barged inside the room along with Mr. Parker and him. She again screamed, asking him to stay away from her when she saw him and ran towards Mr. Parker and hugged him tightly as if her life depends on him. He hugged her back and gestured for him to leave the room. She calmed down after some time when she realized he had left them alone, but a loud sob escaped from her mouth and she held her stomach and sat down and cried her heart out.

Everyone panicked and was extremely worried seeing her clutching her stomach and whimpering, but her words pierced their hearts more badly.

    "Please.... *sobs* Please.... help *sobs* me........ *sobs* I..... I.... wasn't..... like.... *sobs* this...... Please help...... *sobs* me......" she said and covered her face in her palms and cried loudly. Mrs. Marshall bent down and sat beside her and hugged and cooed her slowly. She leaned on Mrs. Marshall's shoulder and cried, resting her head on her shoulder while she patted her back. After she stopped crying Mr. Marshall lifted her and laid her on the bed.

    Whereas Michele's heart was bleeding in pain when he realized how much she was displeased with his presence. It was the first time he fell for someone. He felt a special bond and connection, but the girl couldn't even bear his presence. It hurt him like someone pierced his heart with a thousand needles. He sat outside her room grumpily waiting for someone to come out.

    After a while, she calmed down and looked at herself and at Mr. Marshall, before she could bombard them with her questions Mrs. Marshall said 

    " He is Michele Davi, he is like a son to us and Mr. Parker's best friend's grandson. We know him from a very long time and we took care of him after his mother's death. He is a good man Davi...... just try to talk to him once, if he hadn't brought you here on time it might have affected your condition, (Davina looked at her with concern, her one assuring smile was enough to calm her raising heart) he is waiting for you outside and is worried about you and, everything is fine Davi, don't stress yourself...... and make things more complicated." listening to her words, she wide opened her eyes and a cute warm smile appeared on her face.

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