SAVING THE DEVILISHLY HANDSOME DOCTOR

CHAPTER 4

I had not slept a wink and I felt like I would die. I watched the clock strike six and I was done. They would kill me and fire me but I was out of here. I looked back at the boy with his chest rising up and down still in his maroon jersey and white school shirt. I took his hand, kissing it before taking my wallet and asking the family next to us to please watch over him. They kindly agreed, having me thank them over and over again before walking away. I could not feel my toes, could not feel anything as I walked through the corridors never to walk back. I was traumatized in so many ways than one. I felt like I would fall, my head seeming heavier with my eyes burning red along with my blocked nose.

I navigated the poorly labelled hospital and soon found myself walking out. The hospital was already busy, the smell of hospital food filling the air with people walking up and down as the sun rose up. I walked further, my ankle bending nearly having me fall in these shoes that I would not even look at for the longest of time. All I wanted was to just get to my house and I would be okay then. I walked to the gate, barely seeing any cars with the few taxis that were there, just a few miles away meaning I would have to walk further. At this point I would be happy to faint and wake up the next day.

A car pulled up next to the sidewalk where I stood swaying as if I would fall with everything numb. I looked at the car, too tired to drool over the expensive Jaguar car but quickly looked away to the road I would have to cross to get to the taxis. I did not trust myself, did not trust my feet to carry me through the journey. It seemed my mind was slow with it barely communicating with my limbs so I staggered as if drunk.

“Get in.” A deep and horsey voice came with my eyes turning to stare at the rolled down window. I did not have to look to see who it was, his voice was just something I could hear in a crowd of opera singers. I did not even think but opened the door and slid in only to sigh. I did not care at this point, sitting down never having been this good. I did not know if it was the tiredness but the seat was as if it was made from clouds I tell you. I bit my lip, turning to stare at Mr Stranger who was still in his scrubs. His hand was on the gear with the other on the wheel and he looked just like I felt with me probably worse though.

“Hi,” It was all I could manage as he nodded his head, the car driving away with such ease. Everything in the car was just screaming elegance and style with it so perfect I was afraid to touch. My hand felt around and I pulled the seat belt and clamped it on.

“Thank you.” I said, my mind processing things bit by bit. He took a corner, the car as if it was swimming and the sound of the engine was one that had one turned on to no end yet that was not me on this day, maybe another day but not this one.

“Where are you going?” His voice came, washing over me and having me sit back with my head laying on the head rest.

“St Thomas High school.” I said, my head turning and watching the city come to life.

“It’s not on the GPS so you will have to direct me yourself.” He said.

“Okay. Thank you again.” I said and nearly slapping myself for thanking him so many times, it was not cute anymore.

“Please take right when you reach those traffic lights then just go straight until you see the sign written St Thomas His school in maroon.” I said with him not saying anything. The car smelt fresh and as if he had recently bought it. My head turned, watching his hand move on the gear having me mesmerized. I stared at it until I could no longer see it. I was finally at peace, finally feeling as if I could breathe with my heart light along with my body. I wished I could stay here for the day and just float around yet even with me in my state a voice kept telling me of how I had to get up, so, soon my eyes were peeled open to find the car having stopped, the teacher’s houses in line with him having parked in front of my door.

I was in a haze, turning, perplexed with my eyes heavy. Never had I been tempted to just drift back to sleep in my life. My eyes trailed back to him to find his phone in his hands, typing something with it being apparent he had been standing there for some time. I undid my belt slowly, my eyes turning back to look at the house then I cleared my throat.

“Thank you for the ride.” I said, taking a deep breath, the air saturated with nothing but him having me nearly sigh in contempt. He turned to look at me then looked away taking that as the acknowledgement I was waiting for. I opened the door of the car, still to freak out on everything that had happened. My heel touched the ground and my foot shook only to steady after a while. I pulled out the other and stood up fully with my skirt seeming even tighter. I gave him one last look, wishing I could just steal him and lock him in my room. He was just too perfect in every way reminding me of Max from New Amsterdam yet more in every way.

I closed the door, the car soon coming to life and it was driving away in no time. I did not even want to comprehend on how he knew this was my house, probably asked the guard at the gate, but I was grateful. The car looked so sexy with the sun beating on it having it shine so bright. My phone was off so I did not know what time it was but just went walking in the house, it being unlocked which was scary yet I was also grateful at the same time. Did she leave the door unlocked a lot? I could not help but ask myself. I got into my room, closing my eyes shut not wanting to even glance at the bed. I discarded my clothes, taking my towel and walking out.

I thought the shower would help, thought it would shake me up but I was even more tired if that was even possible. I dragged myself out, my feet red and blistered. I pulled the first thing I saw which was a long sleeved black hour-glass dress and I pulled on flat pumps with that being it. I went to my fridge, eating a banana to ease my burning insides.

There was nothing else than to blend raw cabbage and drink the juice for it was the only thing that would help my inner sores heal faster and stop being so inflamed. My bottle was in hand along with my books and I was out with my phone left in the charger.

The day was torturous and I was the kid’s worst nightmare. I had five periods and it was pure hell even standing up right. The time seemed to pass so slow with me hanging my head over a table most of the time. I gave out classwork with my head on the desk during class yet you would think that I would be less tired but no. It was just after lunch and I was deadbeat. It was my last class yet lord I thought I would die. I walked in with the class going quiet. I was in my safe place, my form fives. I adored them with my all. My books were placed on the desk to turn and look at them as they stared back with wide smiles.

“Hi Miss Dlamini,” Nothando greeted as I smiled back and waved my hand to her and everyone else. They could see how bad I was and that was met with laughter.

“Guys, I did not sleep a wink, I am so tired. So today I will just be sitting there and sleeping while you read your books. Is that okay?” I asked.

“Yes Miss,” Most answered in unison and I nod my head. I walked around the table, slumping down with my head hitting my desk. There was a bit shuffling but besides that they did not make noise. My heart swelled, such beautiful people. My head was heavy, me being in a state of sleep but very aware of my surroundings. All that filled my thoughts though was a certain man, a man that had me cling on to the sleep as it creped at me. I could see his deep green eyes that I had never seen before, not even in movies. I knew I had to stop for I would obsess while in the end I would probably never see him again. My mind drifted to a scene where I would be walking up to my house after work and he would be standing there, leaning on his deep red Jaguar.

All I could do was dream.

“Miss Dlamini, deputy incoming.” Someone shot out as I jolted up trying to collect myself yet my mind was too slow. I grabbed my book having to do something or say something related to school work but my mind was blank.

Bianca suddenly shot up from her chair, taking my marker and going to the board, I sat watching her as she drew a graph from nowhere. The other students sat up staring at the board along with myself. I heard the click of a heel knowing the deputy was just by the door.

“That is perfect Bianca, let us all clap hands for her.” I said as they all clapped hands. The deputy stared from the window before moving on. I sighed, holding my fist out for Bianca which she came bumping it then going to sit down. I could not help but laugh, what a save.

“What would I be without you guys.” I said as I touched my chest with them laughing and commenting this and that. I sighed, looking at the time on my phone and the bell was about to ring.

“Thank you guys, we will take up the next chapter tomorrow.” I said with the bell just ringing. All the students that were from other class rooms packed their bags and walked out.

“Bye Miss Dlamini,”

“Bye guys,”

“Bye Miss Dlamini, I hope you get some sleep.”

“Thank you, bye.”

I kept waving until they all left leaving those that were from the classroom we were learning in. Form 5B was my class, I was their class teacher, acting as their surrogate mother when they were here in school. I watched as the other students from all the electives walked in with the room filled with chatter. It was now study time and I had to supervise but that was not happening today. They all got in with some greeting me. It was five minutes after when everyone was settled with their books out ready to tackle their homework and study.

“Guys, I will not be supervising today. Please be on your best behaviour and not draw attention.” I said as they all nodded.

“Okay then, see you all tomorrow and please make sure the group that is in charge of sweeping does so before leaving.” I said. Government schools could not afford to hire cleaning staff so all classrooms were cleaned by students of that class where they divided themselves into five groups for each day.

I turned, taking my books then walking to the door. I waved at them as they waved back. I had to be fast, the corridors empty with teachers supervising and students studying. I was literally running away and the deputy did not have to see me or I was toast. I made a run for it, walking fast past the staff room and other classes with the students sitting by the windows staring at me. My heart was pounding, this being the first time I broke the rules.

Was it crazy that as I walked up, a part of me hoped with all I had that my fantasy would come true, that Mr Stranger would be standing there with his scrubs looking so sexy? My eyes looked up and sadly there was no car having me roll my eyes and walk in the house to finally sleep.