Falling For My Mysterious Saviour

THINGS CAN'T BE PERFECT

Demitry’s P.O.V.

Life is so unpredictable that you can’t tell what is going to happen in the next second. I was with Mariam enjoying my time with her and in the next second, I was dreading the worst. Rehaana suddenly vomit blood and then she stopped breathing. I couldn’t tell how scared I was when the doctors were trying to revive her. My heart stopped beating for a few seconds and I felt the whole world spin around me. I was not ready for this kind of situation. They put her on life support and then we decided to go for the operation before the schedule. Her chances of survival were so thin but now I was ready to take the risks. She was in so much pain and misery. I couldn’t share her pain but I didn’t want her to suffer for a long time. I was taking my chances and to be honest, I was not ready. I was a normal weak brother who only wanted her sister to live her life peacefully without this suffering. I wanted to see her smiling every day. Grandpa was no better than me. He had seen so much worse in his life and now he was also not ready to see her grand-daughter dying in front of his eyes.

Mariam’s back wound was still not in good condition. The operation could damage her back but she was hell determined to take her chances. Even her mother was firm in her decision. She was a strong woman and how she handled this situation when I was trembling in fear showed her internal strength. She remained beside Rehaana all the time and it was her who called the doctors as soon as Rehaana started coughing. She was staying with Rehaana because she didn’t want to leave her alone even for a second. Now we were sitting outside the operation room waiting for someone to come out and tell us about the progress. Both Mariam and Rehaana were inside. Mrs Lockhart was now sitting with grandpa and was trying to keep him calm. She was making small talks where she told him how Mariam always kept her in worry during her adventures. She didn’t ask him anything related to our personal life but told so many funny things about Mariam.

“Demitry”, I heard grandpa calling me. I went near him and he signalled me to sit down near him. “I think…. You should think about the surgery of your face too”, he said and I raised my brows at him. We already had this talk so many times before and he already knew my answer. I opened my mouth but he immediately raised his hand in the air making me shut my mouth again. “I know that Mariam didn’t have any problem with your scars. In fact, I am really surprised by this girl. She accepted with all the ugliness of our lives including this”, he gestured towards my face and my jaws clenched. “You should also think about her too”, he spoke again and I blew a deep breath through my nose. “She doesn’t have any problem with my face, grandpa”, I said and I huffed.

“Try to understand my point, Demitry. She doesn’t have any problem with your scar because she feels the pain behind this scar. But don’t forget that this scar is also a symbol of the betrayal that you got from the person you love the most before”, he said in a stern voice this time. I chewed my inner cheeks but said nothing. He was right here though. “You already have removed that person from your life completely. Now you need to remove this symbol too so that your life can be filled completely with Mariam’s love and care”, he said in a gentle but firm tone. Mrs Lockhard was not with us right now as she went to the washroom. “Mariam is smart, intelligent, understanding and a beautiful girl. The way she looked at you always made me remember your grandmother. The love in her eyes is incomparable to anything in this world, son. Don’t think about yourself here. Think about your wife and her love. Fill your life with her love not with the symbols of other’s betrayal”, he got bitter in the end.

“I will think about this, grandpa”, I said in a low tone after a while. He put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed gently. “I want to see you happy and content with your life, Demitry. I wish the same for Rehaana too. I… I… want to see my daughter all smiling all her life. Her condition is killing me now”, his voice cracked this time and I immediately moved towards him and engulfed him in my embrace. He didn’t protest and let me comfort him. He never let his emotions rule him but this time… he lost his composure. He already had seen the dead bodies of his beloved son, my father and my mother. He loved them the most and now he was not ready to see another young dead body of his grand-daughter.

“Everything will be okay, grandpa. Fate can’t be cruel to us this much”, I said while stroking his back gently. He didn’t say a word but sniffed. I tightened my grip around him. This was the first time that he shed tears and I was not ready to see him so shattered. It already had been five hours since they entered the operation room. Dr Reynolds came once and told us that it would take a long time. “Sir… coffee”, I heard Mrs Lockhart’s gentle voice and looked up. She was standing with two mugs of coffee in her hand. I released grandpa from my grip. She put down the mugs on the centre table and then went away again. I was really thankful to her for what she did. She didn’t want to embarrass grandpa about his vulnerable state. She was also worried about both the girls.

Suddenly the door opened and I saw Dr Reynolds coming out. I immediately stood up. Though he hadn't participated in the surgery still he was continuously watching the surgery. "The extraction has done and they will shift Mariam soon in the room", he informed us and I looked at grandpa with relief. I frowned when I saw grandpa's cold face. He was still sitting on the chair and was looking at Dr Reynolds. "What's wrong, doctor?" he asked him in a cold tone. I looked at Dr Reynolds again. He had pursed his lips into a thin line. "We need to extract the bone marrow tomorrow too", he said and I jerked my head backwards. "What do you mean by again?" I asked him in a bit high tone. "Rehaana's condition has worsened the situation and we need more than what we need before", he said without any hesitation but I could see the worry in his eyes. "What are you not telling us, doctor?" I asked him while taking a step forward.

He closed his eyes and then opened again. Mrs Lockhart also came back and was now standing on the other side of grandpa. I didn't see her face, so I didn't have any idea about what she was feeling right now. "Mariam's back wound opened during the procedure", he said in a voice filled with guilt. "What?" grandpa roared while standing with the help of his stick. My voice struck in my throat as I was only staring at Dr Reynolds blankly. "Easy, sir", I heard Mrs Lockhart's worried voice but my gaze was still glued on Dr Reynolds. "She is on high sedative right now and they have tended her wounds too. She is alright now", he tried to comfort me but my mind was a mess right now with my heart.

I looked at Mrs Lockhart with blank eyes. She had tears in her eyes but she was trying to stay strong. I could say that Mariam got her strong will and internal strength from her mother. "You all ..... you all call yourself professionals.... then how the hell is this happened?" grandpa roared on Dr Reynolds. I tightened my grip on him because his body started trembling hard. "Grandpa... calm down.. calm down please... you will deteriorate your condition", I tried to calm him down and he looked at me with tearful eyes. "That girl.... Mariam... s... she is our responsibility, Demitry. We can't let her suffer due to their incompetence", he was still yelling and then shot daggers at Dr Reynolds through his eyes. Dr Reynolds had lowered his head now. Things couldn't be perfect for me and I dragged Mariam in my bad luck. "I am really sorry, sir", he apologized again but grandpa looked away while breathing harshly due to anger.

"She will be okay, Mr Davenport.... I am sure that she will be okay... she is a strong girl... she will be alright", Mrs Lockhart came forward and put her hand on his arm. He looked down at her after a while. "I am sorry, Maria", he apologized to her in a low voice. She smiled faintly and then rubbed her arm. She was trying hard not to cry but I could say that she was failing miserably. "Let's pray for our girls. They need our prayers more than before", she said in a cracked voice this time. I glared at the lower head of Dr Reynold. I will deal with them later. Right now, I needed to take care of these two people here too. "Make sure that there must not be any mistake in Rehaana's case. I will deal with you guys later", I instructed Dr Reynolds in a cold tone and then looked at grandpa with a calm gaze.

"Come grandpa.... sit down for a while", I requested him and then made him sit again. Dr Reynolds once again went back inside. Mrs Lockhart also sat down on the other side of grandpa. She was fidgeting her fingers on her lap continuously. She was also anxious like me. My heart was racing a marathon inside my chest. I didn't know what I was going to do if something bad happens to Mariam. Her back injury almost paralyzed her for the whole month. She was trying hard to come back on her feet and their mistake could do worse with her. I didn't want to think any bad thing about her but there were so many thoughts in my mind right now.

For a good few minutes, there was a thick tense silence in the corridor. None of us was in a state of comforting each other. Now they had started operating on Rehaana and it would take another few hours. Right now, I desperately wanted to see Mariam right now. I was worried for Rehaana too. We couldn't stop the procedure because of her critical stage. I felt so helpless right now leaving two most important lives in the hands of some strangers. They were doctors and I must be confident in their ability to save lives but now what I heard from Dr Reynolds, I felt that I was sitting on pins and needles right now. I might be a good capitalist, but luck didn't favor me much when it comes to my personal relationships.

I immediately stood up when the door opened again and they took Mariam out of the room. I hurriedly walked towards her. Mrs Lockhart was also with me. I took a sharp breath when I saw her sleeping face. She was sleeping peacefully as if there is no worry for her right now. I heard a muffled sniff but didn't look at Mrs Lockhart. It didn't matter how strong she was, she was still a mother. "We are shifting her into the room on the ground floor, sir", the nurse informed me in a low voice. I wanted to go with her but hesitated for a second. I didn't want to leave grandpa here alone too. "I am going with her. You should stay here with Mr Davenport", Mrs Lockhart said and this time I looked at her. She had tears in her eyes but a small smile was also on her lips. "Thanks, Mrs Lockhart", I said in a grateful tone. "No need to thank, son", she said and then looked at her daughter again.

I saw them dragging her bed out of the corridor Mrs Lockhart walked along with them. I went back to my previous place and sat down near grandpa. He was still clenching and unclenching his fists on his knees. He was anxious and he looked so tired with all this worry and anger. "Grandpa", I called him after some time. He looked at me with blank eyes this time. "You should rest now. I will inform you when they shift her", I requested him but he shook his head immediately. "I am not asking you, grandpa. I am telling you that you need to rest now", I said and stood up. "I don't want to go", he muttered while looking in the other direction. "Grandpa", I called him with a warning in my tone. He huffed and then looked at me. "Fine", he muttered in a disappointed tone and then stood up. "You better inform me", he muttered again and I smiled this time. I looked at the bodyguards standing a little far from us. They immediately came to us and they escorted grandpa towards his room. He looked at the operation room door one more time before leaving with the guards. I took a deep breath and then looked at the closed door of the operation room. I didn't know how long they were going to take this time. All I needed to wait patiently and pray that they wouldn't make any mistakes this time.