Falling For My Mysterious Saviour

HER REACTON AND HER THOUGHT

Demitry’s P.O.V.

If I say that I was only nervous then I was completely lying. I was hell nervous and was panicking inside when Mariam cupped my face. She was so stubborn that for the first time, I surrendered in front of a woman. I didn’t know what was special about her but I liked to give in against her wishes. I knew that it was not me who could do such things but here I was, sitting next to her on her hospital bed looking at her helplessly. When Dexter called me before, I was in a meeting that I planned at the same day and the same time when the doctor was going to remove the bandages from her eyes. I knew that she wanted to see me first after opening her eyes but I didn’t muster that courage in me.

 My hands were sweaty when the doctor started removing her bandages. She was holding my hands tightly as if I would vanish into thin air if she lost her grip on me. It even made me smile. I didn’t remember when was the last time that I had this feeling. I was looking at her nervously and almost stopped breathing when she started blinking her eyes. At first, I thought that she was still not able to see again because there was no expression on her face. I looked at the doctor in fury but his face was as calm as water. I looked back at Mariam again. She was shrinking her eyes as if she was trying to see something, anything in front of her eyes.

Suddenly a faint smile crept on her lips when her eyes met mine. My heart was thumping so loudly that I could hear my own heartbeat. The nurse increased the intensity of the lights after a few seconds and her smile converted into a broad grin. “I can see you, Demitry”, she shouted while smiling loudly. I couldn’t tell whether I should be happy or run down from here like right now. She released the grip of one hand and I thought that she was going to scream in horror. But, she shocked me again. She cupped my face while blinking hard again. She suddenly cried aloud and threw herself in my embrace while shouting aloud, “I can see you…. I can see you”. She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled herself closer to me.

She was laughing and put her chin on my shoulder. “I can see you, Demitry…. I can see everything again… O… I am so happy… thank you… thank you so much”, she said while crying with happiness and then pulled her face a little away without removing her grip on my neck. She smiled while looking straight into my eyes. “Hey… why are you holding your breath?” she asked me while frowning and I suddenly blew my breath that I was really holding for I didn’t know how long. “Now… it’s my time to fulfil my promise”, she said and I looked at her in confusion.

Before I could understand, she grabbed my head from behind and I felt her soft lips on mine. It was the time when my body reacted for the first time since she had opened her eyes. I wrapped my hands around her torso and kissed her back. I didn’t know what would happen next or what the future has secured for us. Right now I wanted to live this moment. For once, I wanted to feel wanted by someone. Even if this was nothing, only the heat of the moment. She sucked my lips as if she was thirsty for the ages making me feel so many things that I didn’t know existed till this moment. My heart was running a marathon inside my chest. I felt so hot all over my body.

I nibbled her lower lip and she opened her mouth for me without any hesitation and tightened her grip on my head and on my neck. I felt euphoric when I ravished every corner of her mouth. We both were out of the air in our bodies now but none of us wanted to break the kiss. I reluctantly broke the kiss and she took a deep breath and rested her head on my chest. I held her securely in my embrace. I looked around and found that we both were alone in the room. I sighed but didn’t release her from my grip. We both were catching our breaths. We remained in the same position for a good few minutes.

She slowly released herself from my grip and I saw a grin on her face. “I can see you now”, she almost sang and I smiled. The spark in her eyes was something else that I wished always remained there. “Yeah… you can see now”, I said and stroked her hair gently. “I want to see my face”, she pouted and I jerked my head back in confusion. I wanted to ask why but shrugged off the idea. “Okay”, I took my phone out of my pant pocket and then opened the camera. “Here… see yourself”, I said to her. She took my phone in her hand and her eyes widened in surprise. “O my god, Demitry… I don’t have any scar on my face”, she looked at me with shock and then again in the camera while touching her face. “What does it mean?” I asked her in confusion.

She lowered her head and put the phone down on her lap. “After feeling my whole face covered in bandages, I thought that my whole face is shattered”, she said in a low voice. I felt that someone had pierced a needle in my heart. She thought that she had become ugly and it was shattering her from inside. She looked up and then smiled again. She suddenly scooted herself a little far on the bed and then patted the bed next to her. “Come here”, she said and I knitted my brows. “Come here”, she whined and I huffed. I stood up and then sat down beside her. She immediately came closer to me and leaned on my shoulder.

“What are you doing?” I asked her in confusion when she put the camera in front of us. “No… you are looking too far”, she didn’t answer me and mumbled to herself. She lifted her body up and before I could understand, she sat down on my lap and wrapped her hand behind my neck. “Look in the camera”, she demanded again and I looked towards my phone. She came closer to me and her cheek was almost touching my face. “Now, smile”, she said and clicked. I was stunned with her action. She did something while sitting still on my lap and then showed me the photo while smiling widely.

“See”, she said while showing me the screen this time, and leaned on me. I stared at the picture for a few seconds. She was looking beautiful in the picture and it was when I realized that intentionally or unintentionally, she had hidden that big scar on my face with her face and we were looking perfect at each other in the photo. “It’s our first photo. You must keep it safe, okay?” she almost commanded me again and I smiled while looking at her this time. “Yes ma’am”, I said and she grinned. She suddenly pecked my lips again and then looked at the photo again. I licked my lips feeling her soft lips on my lips. I didn’t know how she was not scared of my scar. Since she announced that she can see, she hadn’t shown any fear, disgust or any disappointment in her eyes. It seemed that it didn’t matter to her. I desperately wanted to ask her why she was behaving indifferently to others.

I was about to open my mouth when her stomach growled. She looked at me smiling sheepishly and I laughed. I kissed her forehead and then put her down on the bed. “It’s already lunchtime. I have some work in the company. So, I will not accompany you for lunch. I will be back by dinner. So, don’t throw any tantrums now, okay?” I said to her in a firm tone. She pouted while giving me her innocent puppy eyes but nodded when I didn’t give her any reaction. “Let’s have dinner together then?” she said and I nodded. “I am sending Dexter with your lunch”, I said to her and she nodded.

I stood up from the bed after kissing her forehead again and then went out of the room. My face turned cold as soon as I locked the door. “Her reaction was not you predicted”, I heard Dexter. “Ask her about that and keep your call on”, I instructed him and then walked towards the elevator. I wanted to know what she thought about my scar. I wanted to know it desperately. I was in the elevator when I got Dexter’s call. I picked up the call and put the phone on my ear. “I want to ask you a question, Mariam?” I heard his voice.

“Then go ahead? Since when have you become so formal with me?” I heard her voice clearly. She was chewing her food. “Actually, this is a bit personal and I don’t want to make you feel that I am poking my nose in your life”, he gave a lame excuse to her and I rolled my eyes. He was a smart PA. What happened to his intelligent brain? “You are my only friend here, Dexter. You and Demitry have given me a homey feeling all these months. So… you can ask anything that is troubling your mind and I think I already know what you want to know”, My hand on the knob of my car door stopped when I heard her.

“To be honest, Dexter… (she paused)…. Demitry is more handsome with that scar on his face than any other that I have ever met or seen till today. This should be a secret between us”, she paused and I bit my lower lip anxiously. I was still standing outside my car. “I forgot to breathe for a second when I saw him (I felt that someone had knocked the air out of my chest)… he is more handsome than I had imagined, Dexter”, she squealed like a teenager who had seen her crush for the first time. I took a deep breath and then looked at the phone once again, only to ensure that I was still on the same call.

“With that scar on his face, you think he looks handsome?” it was Dexter. I could feel the disdain in his voice. “How can you say that?” she yelled at him. “Ouch.. girl.. you are tough”, he yelped in pain and a smile appeared on my lips. “You deserve this”, she huffed. “Okay… in your words then… what will you prefer in your life… a scarred face with a pure heart or a fake flawless face with black and evil heart?” her question again took me off guard. I touched my lips and smiled again with tears in my eyes.