Chapter 02: Won't it be handy to have laser eyes

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A L I S H A

I wish I could shoot daggers from my eyes, and poke the eyes out of the person sitting right infront of me, chomping on pizza as loudly as possible. Pig.

Then I stared at the supposedly edible Martian 'hospital' food served to me by two nurses.

-Eight Hours Ago-

Last night, after everyone left, I took some prescribed painkillers, which soon kicked in, and I ended up sleeping like a log. Dreaming about a sponge, who lives under water in a pineapple shaped house.

Any guesses?

Anyway, I was quite contented dreaming, when someone decided It would be a great idea to wake me up with a bang.

BANG

I am not joking about the bang part. It was so loud, I almost jumped out of the bed.

After I calmed myself, I glared at the person who had slammed the door hard enough for it to go off the hinges.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?! " Ryan yelled from the door, pointing an accusing finger towards me.

And that, ladies and gentlemen is my well-mannered and sweet big brother.
Note the sarcasm.

Mother must be rolling in her grave right now.

Mother.

That word brought back several memories. Marie Carter was one of a kind type person. People who have known her, say I look exactly like her. With same dark brown hair and hazel eyes like her, people often mistaked me as her.

I remembered how she used to scold Ryan, whenever he played pranks on me. She always told him to behave like a gentleman.

Whenever we siblings fought, she would bake orange flavoured chocolate cookies, our favourite and bribe us for truce.

She was always there for us, so we won't miss Dad.

Dad.

I dont even remember him. He is just a blur memory. He was never around at the first place. Always on business trips.

Still somehow our family survived. Until that day.

FLASHBACK

It was one of those rare days, when dad was at home. At dinner time, mom told us she was pregnant. And thats when all hell broke loose. Dad told her to get it aborted as soon as possible, to which mom disagreed. They had a huge fight. Dad didn't wanted to have another addition in their broken marriage. To which mom told him, that he can leave us and go wherever he want to. That was the night I last saw my dad.

END OF FLASHBACK

Stella was born eight months later. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life.

Days later we brought her home, and life went on.

Mom owned a bakery shop, so money wasn't a problem for us.

But mom was still hung up on dad. She cried almost every night and sobered up next day. That was how we lived for years, until I and Ryan went to colleges.

It was six years ago that we received the biggest shock of our life. Stella called me at college, to tell me to come home as fast as possible, as mom was hospitalised. There she was diagnosed with final stage of lung cancer. It was too late for any treatment.

She never once told us about the blood covered cough or breathing problems.

We all were broken at that time.

But mom wasn't. She was a strong woman. She somehow pulled one more year before leaving us.

I didn't attend her funeral. I couldn't bring myself to face the harsh reality that she was gone. Till today, I haven't even once visited my mom's grave.

It was Ryan's yelling that broke me out of my reverie.

"Alisha Carter!! Are you deaf? I asked you, What do you think you are doing here?!" he yelled, as he strided into the room.

"Nothing much. Just drinking Coffee with Tony Stark" I retorted.

That disorientated him for a solid one minute, before he recovered himself.

"Haven't you heard," he spoke as he raised his hand air quoting "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, Ale."

I scoffed. Look who's talking.

He continued "Do you have any idea, how much loads of work you created for me, by the stunt you pulled off last night?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Last night, I called you to know your whereabouts, but you didn't answer it." he said.

Oh, it was him.

He continued "And then half an hour later, I am informed about a road accident that happens to be dangerously close to the hospital you work at. The road was totally blocked due to accident. By the time I reached there, the victim was already hospitalised. Do you have any idea, how tormenting, tired and troublesome night, me and my super sensitive ears had. 3T's , Ale! All thanks to you." he groaned as he finished his rant.

Ryan was a Police Officer, needless to say a good one. Its just when he wasn't on duty, his brain was somewhere in gutter.

"You are always welcome." I replied with a sickly smile.

The guy was a complete moron. I mean, come on, the guy was more concerned about his ears being damaged by honks than his sister lying on hospital bed with an IV and cast on her hand. I can't believe I was related to him.

"How did you know I am here?" I asked him.

He smirked at me as he spoke "You know Ale, you aren't as smart as you claim to be. Do you have any idea which hospital this is?"

"Uhh..no." I replied.

He facepalmed, as he said "I give up. Its NYC Hospital, Genius."

Oh. It must be the emergency cases wing. I never came here afterall I was a dentist.

"But still. I dont remember giving your mobile number in any form." I retorted.

"Well, you see. I just happened to know someone, who works here. " he replied.

I narrowed my eyes at that, as I asked, "Who exactly?"

"Sophia" he told me.

"Is that supposed to light a bulb in my head, because it didn't." I told him.

He sighed before saying, "Sophia, one of my ex-girlfriend. She works as a nurse here. I may or may not have told her a few things about you, including your name. She must have made a connection between you and me through that."

"Why am I not surprised." I muttered.

After that, we continued our bickering for hours, till fatigue took over me and I ended up sleeping.

It was roughly around 8pm, when I was woken up and served dinner by two nurses. I had already missed lunch.

And thats all, that happened. I looked at Ryan who was munching pizza greedily like a pig. I hope he chokes. And then I looked at my platter with food, which was supposedly my dinner. Atleast thats what those nurses labeled that platter with a bowl, containing the slimy viscous liquid and some rotten side dishes. It hardly looked edible to me.

I gave that platter one more hard stare, before lifting my face at looking at those nurses with a smile plastered on my face.

"Thank you so much. I appreciate you hospitality." I said to them, with that smile still intact on my face. I continued, "How about a magic trick?"

One of the nurses, whom I'll label #N1, squealed with excitement, as she ranted, "Can you, Can you?".
#N2, who was older than #N1, looked at me quizzingly, while Ryan remained silent and continued chomping pizza.

"I am gonna disappear this platter of delicious food at the count of 3." I told them, as I took the platter in my left hand.

I started counting.
"1"

"2"

"3"

With a flick of my left hand wrist, I threw that platter out of my room's window.

"Ta-Da" I exclaimed with a self satisfied smile.

Both the nurses looked shell shocked. #N2 was the first one to recover.

"We are at eighth floor, Miss Carter." she snarled at me.

Removing the lid of the orange juice glass, placed on side table, I took the glass in my left hand as I replied "And what difference is that supposed to make?"

At that Ryan burst out laughing, as #N2 dragged #N1 who was still in shock.

......END OF CHAPTER 02......

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