SwaRon SS: Crazy Little Thing Called Love Chapter3.PG.11 - Page 2

Swayam took a deep breath and turned on the engine of his car. It was a new day. Not just a new day, it was his birthday! Swayam sighed. Not that it mattered to him much but he couldn't have picked a worse day than this one to feel strangely off than usual. He couldn't place what was extra wrong with him. The morning had gone according to the usual routine. His parents had called, Nikhil had called the others had called and wished him. And Swayam himself was normal too. Swayam shook his head all of a sudden. He was not supposed to think about such incomprehensible things. He had a whole day ahead of him. He had to do his work. He had to save lives.

Swayam strapped his seat belt and took off towards the city hospital, Halcyon, his workplace, his second home. Being in the profession, he had learnt to control his emotions effectively. It helped him a lot in his personal life. Helped him from getting hurt again. There was only one outlet for his emotions- dance. Swayam loved to dance his heart, or whatever was left of it, out. He had hid this hobby of him from everyone except Nikhil and his parents. Dance helped him to reduce his mental load.

Swayam pressed the brakes slightly as a black car zoomed past him, overtaking him. He sweared. What was the fun in overtaking the only car on the road at 5 AM by risking one's life, Swayam didn't understand. His eyes grew wide as he saw the car lose control and ram into the divider, turning nearly upside down in the process. Swayam froze for a second before his doctor reflexes took over.

"Shit!" he whispered as he got down from his car and rushed towards the black one. The few people on the road had started gathering around it.

"Excuse me! Let me through please! I am a doctor!" Swayam pushed through the few people. He saw 2 people trying to open the door and helped them wrench it apart. The injured form of a woman fell out along with the door. Swayam saw streams of blood flowing down her face. She had injured her head and fractured her arm by the looks of it.

"We have to take her to a hospital fast..." a woman said.

Swayam stood still for a second. He had to take her to a hospital. He can't let THAT happen again. "I'll take her to the city hospital" he said. "But I need someone to come along. She needs assistance."

The woman agreed the come along. Swayam picked up the injured woman carefully and asked the accompanying person to hold her head to reduce the blood loss. He placed her carefully in the backseat and drove at full speed to the hospital. His usual composure had been shaken. Swayam reached the hospital in a matter of few minutes and he picked her up calling out for a stretcher. As the stretcher arrived, he placed the woman on it and instructed the nurse to call Dr. Nikhil quickly.

Swayam thanked the lady, Avantika Sharma for the help and told her how she had saved a life. She smiled in return and handed a card to him. "This is my no. do call me and tell me how she is." Swayam nodded in agreement amazed and bid her farewell.

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Swayam opened his locker and took out a fresh set of clothes and his doctor coat. His whole shirt had become bloody and he felt hell frustrated. On one hand was Avantika Sharma who went out of the way to help a stranger who did nothing but disturb her morning walk and on other hand was this girl who nearly killed herself due to her own foolishness. Swayam clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he felt anger build up inside him. Calm down Swayam' his brain said you have a patient to tend to, remember?' Swayam sighed. Yes, he remembered. He knew he had to bury his emotions deep but he found too many similarities between this accident and THAT one. Swayam STOP' his brain commanded. Swayam doused himself in cold water, changed and made his way to the ward.

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Nikhil hurried towards Swayam as he entered the ward and dumped a chart in his hands. "She's 26 years old. The accident wasn't too severe so the injuries aren't very serious. But yes she's lost some blood from her, so she's unconscious for now. Obviously you would have known that."

Whatever Nikhil said bored into Swayam's ears. Stupid girl, he thought, she could have died. She could have hurt so many people who loved her. Swayam felt angry, he felt irritated at that girl.

"We have started on our treatment right now. Hopefully she will regain consciousness in about an hour. Swayam? Are you listening to me? Swayam?!"

"I am listening to you Nikhil." Swayam replied. "I am just thinking of what to say to her and to her family. That reminds me... have you informed anyone?"

"The thing is Swayam, she didn't have anything on her except a bracelet with her name. Two guys have gone to the accident scene to retrieve her belongings. We will know who she really in no time buddy."

Swayam looked at her sleeping form through the glass window. He was disliking her for her actions every passing second.

"What's her name Nikhil?"

"Sharon...Sharon Rai Prakash."