Beautiful Demon...(2)

White lights flashing...

People in blue scrubs bustling around me...

The smell permeating the air, akin to the one place a detest the most...a HOSPITAL!

I lurched forward and most likely would have fallen off the gurney save for the hands holding me back and pinning me to the gurney.

As the doctors tried to calm me down, i wondered what i was doing in the antiseptic riddled place.....

Then it came rushing back.....crying friends...spilled juice,

"I have to take that suit to the dry cleaners" I mused...

GBENGA! Noooo! It cant be!

Beep beep beep....that annoying sound got faster...

My heart was thundering in my ears....faintly i heard the doctors talking..

"her heart rate is going through the roof'

Beeeeeeeeppppppp....

"she is in V-fib"

"Get a crash cart in here"

"Ouch! someone is going to pay if that leaves a mark on my chest' i thought as the doctor tried to shock my heart into beating again...

"why wont they leave me be? Its easier this way that to be chewed to death'...

But apparently the doctors took their oath seriously as they worked hard to get my heart started again....

Then it was dark again.......

When I opened my eyes...i was a little disappointed to see I was still on earth and some doctor was standing beside me checking my vitals.

Apparently he figured i was awake because he started talking to me.

"Glad you have decided to join us in the land of the living Miss Badmus"

I mentally rolled my eyes, "as if" I thought.

"where am I" I asked aloud although i knew i was in the hospital but which one?

"Whizcom Health care center" He said

Ahhh...I should have figured that out...

"Well, it seems that you are doing quite alright, apparently the death of your colleague most have shocked you a lot as you have been unconscious for a week now"

"A week??" I asked incredulously....has it been that long?

"yes" he answered, "You will be free to go home tomorrow, so I would advice you to rest over the weekend so you can get back to work as soon as you can"

Apparently the internship department wanted their 'brain back'. I rolled my eyes, some things never change.

I thanked the doctor as he stepped out of the room.

I reflected on what happened the past week, I tried to think about what I saw but after hours of trying to make sense of it, i decided that it was a horrible dream and a terrible coincidence.

With that, I was able to relax better and 'enjoy' my stay at the hospital, but when lunch time came I wanted to go home immediately.

I sighed, no matter how posh an hospital is, the food is always...urrgghh.

Going back to my apartment was a flurry of activity, my friends came over, i signed the discharge form and i was whisked to the apartment where i was pampered for two heavenly days.

Late on Sunday evening, i was 'gisting' with Bola and Cynthia, I asked if anything new happened at work while i was away.

Bola and Cynthia shared a look and giggled...

"huh uh, what are you ladies not tell me?" I asked

Bola looked at Cynthia who then said " well....i dont think we shoul..." she never got to the end of the statement because i jumped on her sand started tickling her. Soon she was in hysterics and was whimpering.

"So will you tell me" I panted "or do i have to tickle it out of you" I tickled her harder for a good measure.

"no!" she choked out..."i will tell you, just let me go"

I left her and she laid on the floor trying to catch her breath. I collapsed on the chair, spent.

"Well, we have a new intern"

'already?' I thought...'a replacement for Gbenga? But its been a week'

But then i realized that the Boss wouldn't want efficiency to cut back because of a loss.

"so what about him?"

"You would find out tomorrow" She said mysteriously.

And no matter how much I pleaded, tickled, bribed, threatened both of them, they only smiled and said "wait"

Arrrrrgghhhh! How frustrating!

Realizing i wasnt going to get any information out of those two, i bid them a goodnight and went to bed. In the midst of thinking about who the new person was i fell asleep, and thankfully, I had no nightmares.

At work the following morning, things were going on as normal. The accounts section of the department were looking haggard and at the end of their rope. That scene always made me smile. I walked over to my desk looking chic and proper in my dark purple trouser suit. I took my seat, closed my eyes and breathed in......"VICTORIA!" Mr Kolawole, the head of the internship department yelled, "You are not here to do yoga, get to work now"

I smiled as I opened my eyes....I was back.

I got to work before Mr Kolawole could come over and yell in my face spraying me with saliva. After a while, I look up and tried to search for any new face in the office. I didnt see one. I was disappointed,

"Were the girls lying to me??" i thought, but before I could muster any anger at them, I heard a deep baritone saying 'thank you'. I turned and looked at the direction where the voice came from. All i saw was the back of the person talking to Mr Kolawole, apparently exiting from his office.

My eyes were fixated on him. He was tall, I would say 6 inches taller than my 5ft 10....that would put him around 6ft 4...

"Perfect" I thought.

His body from what i would see wasnt so slim, just the right build to make a woman feel protected. He had a broad shoulders which tapered down to a slim waist. Then he turned around.

He was stunning, no, beautiful.

He reminded me of Michelangelo's works.

He had deep set eyes framed with long dark lashes. His eyebrows were full but not bushy, he had a slim and slightly pointed nose. His lips were full and slightly pink. His Jaw line was so strong.

His skin dark, reminded me of molten chocolate-if there was a word like that.

He had an oriental and very exotic air about him, i guessed he was an half-caste

He had a little scar at the upper left corner of his mouth which only made him more appealing and less other-worldly looking.

He saw me looking at him, and he looked into my eyes and he smiled.

"oh boy"

If I could blush, I most definitely would have turned beet red. His smile was like a 100 watt voltage. I managed to give him a weak smile as I turned to face my work.

I smiled to myself,

"This is going to be fun"