New FF! Stronger. Updated Part 4! Oct 24 up

I was thinking that it's been a while; I pretty much disappeared off of the face of earth. I've applied for Med School in the U.S, and I'm on the waiting list so hopefully I get in (cross your fingers). Anyway since I disappeared and all I feel bad that I had to end all the other fan fictions, and I lost my love to write so I thought about giving it another chance. A fresh new start, as a better writer, cheers to that.

You'd think that time is the essence of life, that time allows us to grow and change and become better people. That isn't necessary, well not for some people. As long as I can remember men have been and will always be trying to look up our skirts. You'd think that a man near the age of 27 would be mature enough to resist the urge to, you'd think but you'd be wrong. Never assume that the male species are just trying to be your friends unless their sexual orientation is different, I've made that mistake time and time. I've learned one thing; men are like hawks, always looking out for their prey. Always.

Think back to the time when you were in Kindergarten, did they look up your skirts then, no, not then but they did steal your crayons and push you in the sand box. Fast forward to grade 5, they start to stare at you, not even normally but abnormally like they've got sand up their but. Continue to grade 8, when they really start to notice you and the flirting starts. Then flash, boom, bang you're in your senior year when the boy who's had a crush on you since kindergarten tries to look up your skirt. Then come back to the present time when now men try not to make it obvious but they know that you know that they're ogling you. It's annoying, men are annoying and now I have to work with the most annoying man in the history of annoying men on a crucial case of bone cancer. Am I supposed to concentrate on trying to save the poor little girl? Or am I supposed to try and not look freaked out about the fact that the boy who's had a crush on me since kindergarten, the boy who stole my crayons, the boy who ogled me, the boy who looked up my skirt is going to work with me?

"Vidya, are you listening to me?"

I snap out of my mental rant to notice my friend Denni looking at me as if I grew 3 heads.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Mark broke up with you again. I don't get it Denni just forget him and move on or better yet forget men all in all".

Denni was seriously freaking me out now with his stare, I do not have 3 heads, just one that is absolutely beautiful.

"No okay, and by the way this time I broke up with him. Anyway I was talking about that case you just got about the 9 year old girl Samantha, there's this professor Amelia and she recently wrote a book about cancer and bone cancer especially. She's holding a meeting for anyone who wants to come and learn more, she's helped 42% of her patients with cancer survive and that is a large number in cancer and considering who you're working with, you need all the info. It is your first case, wait how longs your residency program again?"

"5 years"

"No way in hell you're gonna survive that. Anyway it's at the community centre this Saturday at 7"

"Thanks Denni, I'll always be able to count on you" I said smiling at him.

Suddenly his cell phone starts ringing and as he looks at the number his eyes widen, it's Mark. I knew it was too soon to be tru.e

He answers immediately "Hi, yeah I'm doing nothing" he says as he gets up and leaves me.

i missed ur ffs alottttt they were superb and u have taken really a very fresh and interesting start i hope u ll update soon
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Part 2

Alright so... here is more. Enjoy.

"So... any questions or comments" Amelia asked the group of us but I wasn't paying attention because 2 seats down sitting calmly scribbling notes down was him. Sure I had questions, but not questions concerning the discussion, questions concerning him. What was he doing here? Trying to get a head start? Trying to be little me by coming prepared with ideas. Oh, what am I going to do? I came here for a little information that could help me in the case and he has to be here, how am I supposed to ask a question when he'll see me. Think. Think. Think. Idea! Maybe if someone were to slip and fall, suddenly the banana in my hand looks delicious as I gobble it up, not wasting any time. I bend over slyly and place it on the floor where people are walking around. Now all I have to do is wait. I look back to see someone coming up the aisle, perfect! I raise my hand, but put it back down when I hear nothing. Where was the thud? Great my only opportunity gone, now what? I really need to ask if chemo would be the best for a small child.

"Yes you in the green" my head snaps up to see him asking a question.

"Would Chemo be the best option for a child around 9 considering that patient hasn't gone into the final stages or maybe some other drastic measures?"

"Well, to start off Chemo is good, see how it goes, if the condition worsens then you are free to consult me. I'll always be at Health Cong Hospital."

Great so he beat me to the punch, but it's all good I got my answer even if he asked it.

I get up and gather my stuff, all the information I needed neatly written in my handy notebook

Then all I remember is being in mid air, falling and seeing stars. The dang banana peel, how could I forget? I shut my eyes tight and try not to think about my sore butt. I open one eye slowly and see people staring and I close my eyes again and open them again. I let out a little nervous chuckle.

"He he, umm my bad..."

I stand up quickly to see him staring at me with wide eyes from his seat and I quickly jet out of the room, as fast as I can with a sore butt.

As soon as I'm out the door I let out a loud estranged cry when the door behind me opens and he steps out. Great now he probably thinks I'm a klutz and a weirdo. It's supposed to be the other way around and again I soon find myself blaming the male species.

"You had quite the fall back there" I look at him as he says that with fire or at least I try to make it look like fire in my eyes.

"Yeah well you must've had a good view" referring to his chance to look up my skirt, once again.

"Ouch, why so cold Vidya, it was high school and I was young-" I didn't give him a chance to finish.

"You also stole my crayons, shoved me in the sand box, embarrassed me in grade 8 by spreading rumours that we went out and YOU LOOKED UP MY SKIRT, so it wasn't all high school SAGAR" I spat out his name like an insult, it could pass as an insult though.

"Look that was in the past Vidya, and besides I'm already engaged so I'm not interested in that way, I just wanted to extend my acquaintance since we will be working with each other for a long time and it's best we get along for our case."

I eyed him suspiciously, so the guy was engaged. I looked at his hand, yes indeed there was a ring there and it would make sense to try to co-operate, key word TRY.

"Fine, now if you will excuse me I have to get going" I answered, walking away from him.

"WAIT, you'll need my number." I twirled around to face him and smiled as sweetly as I could; knowing that it probably came off as fake.

"I already have all of your information from the center, now can I please leave, I do not wish to be in your presence any longer" he nodded his head as I turned on my heel and walked out of the community centre.

Instantly my confident stride broke out into a lazy walk to my car. I was defeated but I would have to try; besides there are worse things in life than being stuck with Sagar on a project.

My phone rang and I answered only to feel as if all the air was punched out of my lungs, apparently there truly were worse things than being stuck with him. I reversed out of parking as fast as I could, with my mind racing on Lea. Be safe Lea, please be safe.

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ahaaaaaa it was funny that vidya wanted some one else to slip instead she herself was on floor 😆
update soon wana know who is Lea

Updated and everything, new twist. I don't know if you'll like it or not but it's pretty serious.

Lea, I looked down at her bruised face, pale skin and vulnerable eyes. Everything about her spoke volumes yet I was clueless, what happened to her? She wouldn't say anything, and I couldn't ask anything. Not with that face looking back, she was a stranger. This wasn't my Lea, that's for sure. My Lea isn't some girl who gets involved in alcohol and drugs, my Lea doesn't go out with different boys every night and my Lea would never let someone take advantage of her. My Lea isn't this blank face filled with fear and dread looking back at me. My Lea was beautiful, intelligent and strong. My Lea was broken. This girl may look like her but she was nothing like her. Nothing. What would I do?

I got up finally from the stiff stool by the hospital bed on my frigid legs and started to walk out, this wasn't right.

"Wait" a voice barely audible stopped me and I didn't look back, not wanting to see that face no more.

"What Lea" I asked, I didn't need to know the truth about what happened but I knew it would help her, maybe.

"I'm sorry for letting you down" I turned around so fast that I gave myself whiplash. There she was, tears in her beautiful eyes, ashamed of what she had done for what she hadn't done. I knew now looking into her eyes what I had to, what I would do. This stranger was still my Lea, but my Lea was hurting inside for some reason. I walked back to the stool but this time sat on the bed and took Lea into my arms. I held her as she cried and sobbed on my shoulder. I just simply held her and brushed her hair, comforting her would be the first step and confronting would be the second.

"Lea do you want to tell me what happened" I looked into her red eyes as I asked this. She looked down, not being able to look me in the eyes. Is that possible, my Lea not looking me in the eyes?

"I want to, but I can't" I understood, or I tried. Going through everything was one thing, seeing your life flash in front of your eyes another, and now me being here, it wouldn't be right. Not now, maybe later. I won't stop until I find out what happened and I won't stop until I get my Lea back.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and the person who I wasn't suspecting came in. Sagar. At a time like this, it didn't seem appropriate to think about him. My job now was to help Lea start her life again, and this time I won't disappear and this time I won't let her stray.

"Hey Lea" Lea looked at him briefly before looking down at her hands. This was going to be hard for her too; there was a time when I and Sagar got along. Yes, a long time ago and we would babysit Lea on the weekends. Sagar was her brother in a way and I was her sister, just not related but to her it seemed like family since her parents were never home. Then her parents had that nasty divorce, and everything went downhill for her but then she was strong. But then she had us and this time, whatever it was, she had no one.

"Hi" I rubbed some warmth into her ice cold arms; she looked at me for a split second then down again. Her crying started again and this time I felt someone else soothing her. I looked up at Sagar, he was always her brother no matter what and I was always her sister.

" Look Lea, I won't judge you or ask you anything but just know that I'm with you" Sagar's soft words were not only comforting for Lea but for me as well, and I felt right then Lea start to relax.

"We're with you" I said looking at her, and I meant it. I don't care that I don't like Sagar and that now I'd have to deal with him outside of work but since it was for Lea it didn't matter. Lea was all that mattered right now.

Lea grabbed my hand gently putting it into Sagars and her hand on top, the warmth was so familiar, it sent shivers down my spine. This was our 'cool' handshake that Lea insisted on using every time we dropped by to babysit.

"Thank you"

Thank you and this concludes this chapter, please continue to comment and criticize. Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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interesting update but pleaseeeeeee update soon wana know what actually happened to Lea

I don't feel too confident about this chapter, but I needed a filler for the next chapter.

" Lea, are you sure you can stay by yourself" I asked her.

It wasn't so much that she was sure, it was me. I didn't feel like leaving her here. Not after she told me the truth. I felt cold and aloof leaving her alone, but it was my job and she understood. Normally, I don't like inviting people over to my crammed apartment, but this was different. Lea wouldn't really care about the space.

"Yeah, don't worry Vidya. I think I can start to try to stand on my own two feet." It had been a month since that day in the hospital and she had been recovering. She started focusing on her designs, and trying to catch some big hotshot designer's eye. She was a natural, fashion was her thing, and I was proud she found an outlet. It seemed to have helped her, plus the frequent visits from Sagar. Which reminds me of that wedding invitation he sent me. I could see it from where I was standing on the counter where Lea was sketching designs. I let out a sigh and left the apartment.

He didn't lie about his fianc. I've been feeling weird lately though, just this strange feeling around Sagar. I know I don't even remotely like him, so what the hell is it?

"It seems to be going well" Sagar announced. We were currently talking about Sara, the 9 year old patient.

"Yeah, at this rate, she might be able to survive."

I smiled at him, we were for some strange reason an awesome team, despite our, no my personal differences.

"Yeah, I say we grab lunch" the invitation was so simple and easy, that I stopped. There again was that uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. Argh! But then again it might be the fact that not once since we started interacting had he asked me to lunch without Lea or a bunch of other colleagues.

"Um, sure."

"No VIDYA" he yelled at me.

"Yes SAGAR" I yelled back. No way was I backing out of a fight, especially one with Sagar.

"But, I didn't say anything!"

" Yes you did!"

"Why are you fighting with me over a drink that I didn't order!"

"Becasue you did order it and you knew I hate it, only you would do that!"

"Why? Because I looked up your skirt once?"

"Yes, and because you stole my crayons!"

"Oh my god, Vidya you are such a kid!"

And then he started laughing. Just like that. I looked at him speechless and couldn't control the burst of giggles from myself. I was having fun, actually having fun. I was laughing and crying and that too with Sagar. Why is he engaged? Um. No. I did not just think that. But it's so true, I feel as if I like him now, and arghh. It's confusing. I hope it's just an infatuation.

"Hey, I'm going to a masquerade party with Angelina, do you wanna come with Lea?"

Angelina, his fianc was beautiful and elegant, and ten times the woman I could ever be. She was hot. I was not. No I was hot but not as hot as her. However the offer was too tempting to simply refuse, at least for Lea.

"Sure"

Who knew what twists it would bring in my life.

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nice update hmmmm so now vidya is feeling some thing for sagar
waiting for the next one :D