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7. Yearning of the Illigirl's Stranger
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Abigail's pov -
It's really a tiring day. The whole day just something or something. I am already fed up. I hope no more fancy things are waiting for me. I just don't want to visit that bar. I hate to be there but I have to go as I am not getting any part-time job. My phone is ringing. Argh, who is calling now? It's too late. I take the phone. It's Ema.
Me: Hello, what happened?
Ema: Wait, I just called and you are showing your attitude. What happened, ma'am?
Me: Nothing, you say.
Ema: Our exam is done. So, I am throwing a pajama party at midnight. Just come home now.
Me: What! I can't come all of a sudden. Moreover, I am so tired.
Ema: You can rest here. But you don't have any option without coming here.
Me: Okay, whatever.
I hung up abruptly. I am already pissed off. I know their pajama party. It's another mess up. I am walking without any attention and suddenly I feel I am unable to move due to pain. My vision is blurry and I am lying on the ground. What happened? Did something hit me? Or what? My head is so heavy or numb. What is happening?
I feel someone's warmth. "Hey, Illigirl. Don't close your eyes. I am here. I won't let anything happen to you." I can't speak out, I don't know why.
"Hey, hey." He locks his lips with me and I feel I am gaining the breath again. He exhales into my mouth several times. At least I can breathe now. He lifts me in his arms and starts running.
He gets into a car with me. Maybe a taxi or cab. I am losing all my strength and when I lost my senses in his arms; I failed to realize that.
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Michael's pov -
I just start my car and someone suddenly comes in front of me. I press the brake but before that, it hits her already. I reach the girl and the Illegirl. She almost lost her breathing but after I provided her oxygen by my mouth. I take a cab and keep her to my chest. Her head is bleeding badly. I hold my waistcoat to cover her wound. Don't know if this will help or not. She loses her senses in a while.
"Driver, please drive faster." I never felt this much scared after that day. After a long time, today I drove and I repeated that again.
"Just be fine, please." I am patting her cheeks. Nothing is helping.
We reached the hospital. I take her and thankfully a doctor is available through the Police case but they start the treatment. Police came here. I share my statement but they will be sure after her statement. I nod and they leave.
"Are you with her?" One nurse is here.
"Yes, what happened?" I just hope that she is fine.
"Please bring this injection. It's not available in our collection." I take the name and rush to the closest pharmacy. My phone is ringing. It's Jack.
Me: Hello, Jack. I am in trouble, dude.
Jack: What happened?
Me: Well, it's long. [I am walking and explaining everything.]
Jack: I am coming.
We hung up and I got the medicine after 3 pharmacy visits. I return to the hospital and give them the medicine. They are not telling me anything as well.
It has been half an hour already. Jack is here. Finally, I am not alone.
"Are you okay? You are stained with blood." Jack holds me.
"I am absolutely fine. It's her blood. I shouldn't drive, Jack. I shouldn't. Maybe I will be the murderer again." I collapse on the waiting chair.
"Hey, just relax. It was an accident." He is trying to console me.
"And I do that in a repeating mode." The wound of my guilt is emitting blood now.
"Please calm down. Nothing will happen to her." The fear I was holding inside was now exposed to him.
"You are with the girl, right?" Another nurse is here.
"Yes, I am. What happened to her? Is she okay?" I am shivering.
"Doctor wants to talk to you. She lost a lot of blood and her head injury is critical. Please come with me." I hold Jack's wrist. I am afraid to go alone.
"I am with you. Let's go." We reached the doctor's cabin.
"Please come." We sit and he turns on the MRI frame's board.
"We can't understand this. Please explain to us in a general language." I nod at Jack's statement.
"Well, the base of her skull is injured. The leg and elbow of her right side has injury as well but those are not the concern. We have to wait till she gains her senses. Only then we can say if she got paralyzed or not. But the good news is that she is alive." Should I be happy or worried? She is alive. That's really a piece of good news but what if she is paralyzed? How will she survive?
"When can she get her sense back?" With a shaky voice, I ask.
"It's tough to predict. We have to wait. Her surgery is successful but when will she regain her sense that is unpredictable. Anyway, by checking her reports. I assume it won't be later than 24 hours." My ground shivered.
"24 hours!" Jack utters with fear.
"She directly fell down on her head, sir. You should be happy knowing that she is alive. Now, just pray for her recovery." We nod and come out of the cabin.
"What will happen now? Her family or anyone. We don't know anyone." Jack is muttering.
"She is a roadside pianist. I know only this." The flashback of her brown hair. Those fingers on the piano strings. Her faster steps are like a cute rabbit. Everything is haunting me.
What if I lose her? What if history repeats? Can she defeat this accident and get back to her normal happy life? Oh God, please. I can't survive with another guilt. Please Illigirl. Please be fine as before. This stranger can't afford any harm to you. Can you hear me, Illigirl? Can you listen to the yearning of the Illigirl's Stranger?
UHASAHello readers, Will Michael's Illigirl be fine? Let's know from the upcoming chapter. Thank you for your time.
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