First Love

ADRAIN’S POV

“How are you feeling now?” I asked Sarah.

“Better.” She tried to fake a smile.

I nodded looking around, the white walls of hospital and the smell of medicine reminds me of the times when Sarah was diagnosed with Depression and PTSD. It was hard for both of us to adjust to our newly disturbed life. After all she was the one to suffer most. She suffered hell. All because of that-

“Where is Lily. You didn’t bring her?” Sarah made me jump out of my thoughts.

Lily?

My throat went dry at the mention of her name and I looked at Sarah, dejectedly.

“Forget about that bitch.” I told her.

Her eyes went wide as she stared at me in confusion. “What happened?”

“She provoked you to commit suicide.” I said.

She clicked her tongue and said. “I am sorry for trying something this stupid because you know the pain was unbearable but Lily wasn’t at fault. She didn’t even know about the reality. She just said what I asked her. And nothing else.”

I nodded, not buying her reasons.

“She provoked you, that’s all I know.”

“But why will she provoke me?” She asked.

I blinked trying to answer her but nothing came to my mind. Why will she provoke Sarah?

Fuck.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, Adrain.”

“Did she purposely told you about her brothers?”

“No. It was me who wanted to know more. And I made a guess about her kidney transplantation then one thing led to another in my mind. Every piece of memories returned back. And it became unbearable for me to breathe. I tried to calm myself down but those haunting memories catacomb me strong enough to think about committing suicide.” She replied.

I ran fingers through my hair and sighed. Shit! What I’ve done?

“So she wasn’t at fault?” I asked, trying to assure myself that she was.

“No. She wasn’t.”

Jesus Christ! What I’ve done? I hurt her again even after promising myself to not  hurt her ever.

I brought her two worst fears true. She’ll never forgive me for this. Maybe she was right to say that it was me who made Sarah come to home even after knowing the reality of her situation. I should’ve not made her come back before confirming that she was okay.

Now what shall I do?

Sighing, I placed a kiss on Sarah’s forehead and decided to go home.

As soon as I reached, my heart beat quickened. How am I going to face her? What will she think of me.

Stop overthinking. I told myself and went straight to my room where I didn’t found her. Getting confused I looked around but she was nowhere to be seen. I rush to bathroom and found the door open. Could she be inside?

After thinking for few seconds, I decided to go inside. And as i did I saw her naked. Oh… okay fuck. I quickly turned around, my back facing her. “I am sorry. You should’ve locked the door.” I blabbered.

“Don’t please.” I heard her whisper.

Huh?

“Don’t please. I can’t swim.” she added.

What’s wrong?

I turned around to watch her face. It was quite difficult to focus on her face when her body was naked Infront of me but anyways I realized that she didn’t even notice me. She was trying to turn on the shower but she couldn’t. I don’t know the reason why but she just couldn’t. So to help her out, I turned on the shower but suddenly she started screaming. “No. No. No. Please stop. Please I can’t swim.”

“Hey. Hey. Hey.” I said trying to calm her down but she screamed more with her face now full of tears.

In that moment I had no idea what to do so instead of saying anything to her, I pulled her into my arms, hugging her tightly. She moulded perfectly into my arms as if she was made only for me.

“It’s okay. I am here.” I whispered now realising that she’s fearing water.

I should not have done that height and water thing. It has broken her for sure. I started creasing her back when realized that she was burning in fever. I furrowed my brows and quickly took her up in my arms.

Rushing to bedroom, I lay her on the bed and covered her body with blanket. I touched her forehead and it was burning more.

I sat beside her and looked at her as my eyes filled up with tears. She is such a pure soul. And what I did to her?

And in that moment I realized that I’ve fallen for her. Not attraction but more than attachment. I love her. I fucking love her.

I started placing my handkerchief soaked in cold water on her forehead to bring her temperature down but nothing was happening.

“Plaease don’t.” She wishpered, quitely.

“I won’t ever hurt you, Lily.”