the vital monitor was beeping continuously, making an unusually disturbing sound. The lifeless body of the woman laid on the hospital bed was completely unconscious. Her arms and chest were invaded by all kinds of IV needles and electrodes. She was kept on an continuous oxygen support as her SPO2 kept dropping gradually. The group of doctors in white coats, standing beside her bed were making calculative assumptions about her. The expressions on their faces clearly indicating about how hopeless they were about her survival. All this while a teenage girl was standing against the glass wall, looking rather desperate as her eyes were fixed on the poor woman. Her chocolate brown, wavy hair reaching the mid of her back were sprayed loosely on her shoulders. Her sterling gray eyes were brimmed up with salty tears as she looked distressed. Her young face looked rather messy with eye bags and flushed cheeks.
Her attention averted when she saw the doctors coming out of the room. Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, she rubbed them again with her untidy dress in nervousness.
The doctors looked at each other in confusion as it seemed rather difficult for them to break the news to a eighteen year old girl about her dying mother.
"Miss Ruby!" The doctor named Bhumesh Kumar, as mentioned on his badge, stepped forward.
She hated the look they were giving her. Pity in their eyes for her, but why?
"I assume that you're already aware that your mother has Angina pectoris" he emphasized on each word slowly.
She knew it when her mother got that horrible disease. She just hit her teenage when her mother suffered her first heart attack.
Samantha tried her best to hide it from Ruby but failed in end. Ruby got to knew about Samantha's state when she was suffering her second heart attack in the middle of the night. She still got shivers when she remembers those sleepless nights, how much pain Samantha suffered only Ruby knew after her father died.
"Yes I'm aware" she replied painfully.
"After the third heart attack, your mother's heart has been affected to an extent of 90 percent. And we're afraid that her heart has almost failed which leads to an tragic mishap" he tried not to look in the eye when the last words skipped out of his mouth.
But his words already pierced through her ear.
"Can you not do something for my mother? Try to save her, it's all in your hands. Just do what you can" she tried to sound compose and calm as her voice was at the verge of breaking.
"Miss Ruby! You need to understand that your hospital bills are already on pending and your mother's condition is very fragile, a transplant might save her but it costs 1.6 million dollars. And even after that, chances are very few that she will be able to live a normal life" he stated facts cautiously, trying his best not to sound rather rude.
"Thankyou" the only word she uttered, which hardly reached their ears.
"We're really sorry for your loss" he gave her another look of sympathy and walked away, as the others followed him behind.
Her only world was crashing before her eyes nad she couldn't do anything to save it.
Only if her father had not died that day and her mother hadn't took her husband's death so close to heart that her own heart gave up in end and she became a prey of this disease.
No matter how much she resisted for the heartbreaking news not to overcome her but she failed miserably. Her entire being was shook badly. She was falling, in tiny bit of pieces and it was agonizing.
She glanced at her mother again with teary eyes. It was heart wrenching to lose her like this. She couldn't do anything. Wrapping her arms around herself, she comforted herself. She turned around and picking her bag from the chair, she headed out of the hospital to home.
She needed to find a way, she couldn't let her die like this. She was sobbing silently in her own world as she crossed the hospital lobby, stepping towards the exit.
She wasn't looking up, drenched in her own sorrow she didn't realized the person coming her way.
And just like that she bumped into a hard chest, which more felt like a stone wall to her as her head started hurting badly. Reflexively she fell on her back to the floor, hurting her elbow badly. Her fragile skin started bleeding from the cut caused by it.
It was when in anger she looked up to look at her destructor. With a flustered face, she tried to give him the most horrible expression.
But when her eyes searched his face, her instincts screamed that she was at wrong place and everything seemed to blur around her.
His steel like gaze, boring heated holes in her entire being, made her shiver under his gaze. His stubble beard and chiseled rectangular jaw was perfect like a Greek god. Long height and broad shoulders covered her small body in his casting shadow. His opulent suite fit him like a second skin.
But horrendous aura and dreadful expression was dominating on her like no other.
In horror, she tried to stand up. She kept her gaze low not daring to look at him again.
"I'm sorry! It's my fault, I wasn't looking" she apologized meekly and found herself almost running from the spot.
*
But he couldn't look away from her untill she disappeared behind the glass doors. As if he remembered her face from somewhere.
"Joseph run a check up on her and report me" he ordered plainly to his assistant who stood beside him like another shadow on command.
He wanted to confirm his suspicions, she didn't looked ordinary.
Those sterling gray orbs, heart shaped face, and brown locks, he was sure that he had seen them somewhere before.
"Yes sir" he replied obediently.
Turning around his branded shoes he went inside the office to meet hospital's manager.
Dawson Wayans, a well known reputed name in the city of Manchester. Everyone knew his name like a chant. He was the legal and sole heir of Dawson enterprises. All the inherited business from his father and seven years of blood and sweat enabled him to make his own empire. His only family was his young brother Jason who was studying in Australia.
After analyzing the record of donations until the past year, he ended the meeting.
Walking towards his car, his driver opened the door and he sat in. The driver closed the door of black Mercedes as from the other side, his assistant joined him.
"Sir I've got all the information on her" Joseph motioned the iPad towards him.
*
She closed the door shut and leaned on it, breathing heavily. She had been running on the footpath after escaping a burglar, who tried to snatch her purse on the bus. Luckily she was saved.
"That was scary" she whispered to herself in between her breaths.Thefts, housebreaking etc were common in that old building and areas surrounding it. But poor people and low budget, they couldn't afford a better apartment than this one.
She looked at her elbow, rolling her sleeve up. The blood already clotted, leaving it dry and scaly. But it was still hurting though.
She went into the washroom and took out the first aid kit from the bathroom cabinet.
Sitting on the edge of bed, she took out alcohol cleaner on the cotton swab. Then she gently pressed it against the wound, cleaning it and hissing in pain throughout.
"It hurts like fracture" complained to the dark room.
After applying the ointment, wrapped the cotton bandage around it. Then she got up and took off her dirty dress above her head.
As her eyes were set on nothing particular, the sight glaring at her back, in the wall mirror in front of her caught her attention.
A slim and skinny body, wearing pink panties and lace bustier top, with a tired face was looking at her.
"I lost so much weight and I didn't realized" she admitted to the empty room.
Her eyes roamed all over her body and then her eyes fixed on something.
Another bruise! Her butt was covered in a red mark.
"Oh I must have got it when I bumped into that weird man!" She remembered.
She grabbed the ointment again from the kit and started rubbing it lightly on it. She always envied those supermodels and actresses which got such a spotless and shining body.
But whatever she was not a supermodel or it's like someone gonna see her covered skinny body, she thought gloomily.
"I've got more serious things to worry about rather than this stupid shit" she told herself in the mirror, staring right into her gray eyes.
She needed to think about something as soon as possible to save her mother.
He was in his office, sitting calmly on his chair, indulged in a deep thought. His eyes were focused on something more particular, a picture stuck between his rough fingers. He was staring at the younger version of the girl, he met just a few hours ago. She was still the same, just got more beautiful and skinny after hitting puberty. "I'm surprised Christopher, the fate made me meet with your daughter again" he smirked maliciously. Flash back "Sir, her name is Ruby Jane, the daughter of a man named Christopher Adams. He died in a car accident seven years ago. Her mother named Samantha is currently admitted in hospital, almost dying die to a heart disease. Samantha knew about the murderer of her husband who hit and ran that night. And she went to court and filed a case against......" Joseph stopped hastily, not daring to utter the name in front of his boss. In fear he batted his eyes lashes, and waited for him t
She was looking through the old racks of books in the old store room, in hope that she would find something useful which would disclose the identity of that hidden man. She was sure that somehow that man must have a relation with her mother in past that's why he helped her.She desperately turned the pages of the second diary of Samantha which was 10 years old, but unlucky her, she found no clue.The moon was full and it's white visible light was seeping through the old broken glass window. The light breeze was flowing, producing the sound of rattling leaves, making her hair slide on her bare shoulder. With a pouty face she got up again and opened the last drawer of the legless table, making a unpleasant squeaky noise.A thick layer of dust hiding the design of the vintage cover and old quality of paper looking rather rough. Stuffed between dirty pieces of paper, she seemed hesitant to pick up that trash looking journal.As soon he
Her eyes were supposed to shed tears endlessly, her mouth was supposed to mourn for her mother's loss, her heart was supposed to rip apart at the news and her state was supposed to collapse but nothing happened. And she stood there, blank and expressionless. She simply sat on the bench and waited for her mother's body to be packed. Not a word formed on her tongue neither her mind was able to think anymore. Only thing which kept poking her whole existence like a sharp needle was, "I lost both of them, one by one". Frozen state, cold hands, deserted eyes and dry mouth, nothing bothered her. It all suddenly felt like a part of her. What can she do now? There was nothing left, everyone left her one by one. 'you came alone in this world and you shall leave alone' she remembered when her father told her. She was about 8 years old so she couldn't understand the meaning behind it but now it all seemed to fix at the right
He watched intently from afar as she stood there beside the grave, expressionless no less than a pillar. As she placed the flowers on the fresh soil and her lips moved, like she whispered something.He was getting impatient every second to end this sad drama. He was about to step in her direction with his assistant behind when he realized that the fragile body had been fallen to ground in a millisecond.It all happened so fast before his eyes. He let out an annoying smirk in exasperation."What? I thought it would be interesting!" He complained and Joseph couldn't help but feel bad for the poor girl. He couldn't even run to her to help without his boss's permission."Joseph! I think you'll do it, what do you say?" He asked while taking off his sunglasses."As you say sir" he replied obediently.They both headed in the direction of her limp body. What a painful sight it was, she laid there without any consc
As she waited for her captivator to reveal himself, she realized that her dress was no more on her skin. The dress she wore was nowhere to be seen, rather a smooth silk dress of knee length covered her body with straps on shoulders, which exposed an amount of skin she didn't preferred. She felt herself ashamed and tried to hide her revealing chest with the same rug she slept in. Who even changed my clothes and why? Her hair were still damp as she thought that someone also must have gave her a bath, which sounded more embarrassing to her. The wave of sheer embarrassment and shame overwhelmed her emotions and she felt self conscious. Who even touched me? Why they bought me here? The fear started to creep in her nerves as she felt herself in a uncomfortable spot. The unfamiliar place and the strange measures took her naive mind into overdrive. Her body started to tense and she hugged her arm
She was extremely hungry so she wasn't able to restrain herself from eating that delicious food. After finishing her dinner she roamed around the empty room to look and find something useful to help her in escaping.She slid the curtains aside and looked at the large window. The rain stopped and now the glass was only wet with droplets. She unlocked the window and tried to open it, which required quite a lot of her strength.But to her amazement she realized after peeking out that she was on ground floor of the mansion but it's not what amazed her. Two guards having broad shoulders and wearing black shirts and holding pistols stood there, just a feet away but their backs were facing her so that they didn't realized her presence.With horror, before they could turn around she closed the window with thud and slid the curtains back again. She leaned against the window and breathed heavily after her failed stunt. She sighed in relief and realized t
It was so humiliating for her as he walked in without knocking and that too when she was almost naked. Her heart was tipping apart with hurt and her brain going nuts with rage.She instantly picked up the dress and put it on, before anyone else also come in and witness her in this state. She was almost red with shame.Soon after she stepped into the dress, few minutes passed and some makeup artists walked in with their bags. She was surprised to see them but didn't get shocked after they just came in suddenly.They made her sit on the chair beside the dressing table. Everything felt so awkwardly weird, nothing was making any sense to her. She didn't know for what they were preparing her and what job he had for her. But her instincts were not already comfortable with the idea to proceed anymore.But however she didn't had any choice, either by force of or her will. She was being commanded and was being forced to obey. She had no oth
She was sitting nervously on the edge of bed crying bitterly. The worst happenings were invading her brain that could might happen to her. Her anxiety started to reach its peak as her hands turned cold and she started shivering with the hiccups. She no more cared about her makeup which was now getting ruined by the constant flow of tears on her cheeks, leaving behind the mark as they trailed down her neck. The door suddenly opened and she looked up at the invader, out of shock. He was a middle aged man, in his late thirties. With light stubble beard which also had some white hairs in them. His head was a little bald from front and he wore a grey suit. His eyes were dark brown and looked rather scary. The frown on his forehead indicate the seriousness of his attitude and the dominancy he inflicted upon her. He took large steps towards her and closed the door in process with his left hand. "Who are you?" She mumbled