Secret Doors

Airi’s P. O. V:

Portia’s operation is done successfully. Police approached me and the media too but I refuse to give any statement. I didn’t know what really happened. I just received a call from the hospital that my best friend is stabbed multiple times. Whoever did this aims to kill her. But why? She never had any fight or argument with anyone. She’s always nice and easy to approach.

The police come over again asking me if Portia is already awake. “She doesn’t have any response yet,” I answered them. “Will you notify us, ma’am? She might be a victim of the serial killer lurking in the other town.” The police said and it creeps the hell out of me. Portia survived and the killer might be after her again. “Can you give Portia maximum security?” I asked.

“Yes, ma’am we are just everywhere in the building.” The Police said and hand me a card. “Thank you so much.” I thanked them before they leave. I got inside my best friend’s room I saw the doctors with Jean checking her. “Her heart is already responding Jean. We will be going now.” The doctors said. “How was it?” I asked him. Jean is off duty when the hospital calls him too about Portia’s condition.

“We are just thankful the author who saved her knows some first aid.” He answered and handed me cold coffee that he gets from the refrigerator. “How was the author doing too?” I asked in concern. “He’s still not awake too. My operation on him got pretty dangerous as it almost reaches his heart.” Jean explains. He’s exhausted and sleepy. It took him six hours as the blade got stuck in the victim’s body.

Portia on the other hand received four multiple deep cuts that cause her to lose blood easily. Gladly the authority came faster with an ambulance and the author also perform first aid on Portia before he losses his consciousness. “I hope she wakes up. It’s already Sunday now.” I exclaimed as I look at Portia’s angelic face sleeping. “She will don’t worry her vitals are already doing good,” Jean said as he checks on her.

“I’ll sleep for a while Airi. Take care of Portia.” Jean told me and he lays on the sofa near the door. I on the other hand sit on the couch near Portia. I took a magazine to read as I wait if Portia will wake up. I also make sure that I am also aware of my surroundings as the police told us that they didn’t catch the perpetrator yet. After getting bored of reading magazines I sip my coffee and open a bag of cookies to eat.

I heard a knock on our door so I came to look for the visitor. I opened it to see who it was with my guard up but I saw a very handsome man sitting in a wheelchair. “Hello, I am the author of the accident.” He introduced himself. “Yes, what can I help you with?” I asked him. “May I check her?” He said so I let him in. “Sure, you can check her,” I told him and I sit on the couch while he checks on Portia. He is holding a pen and a book with him.

The author is indeed young and very sexy. His eyes are pink and his lips look like temptation. He writes something on the book and on a sticky note that he sticks to the book. He also left his autograph on the book and handed it to me. “Please give it to her when she wakes up. We missed a selfie and a book signing.” He said as he handed me the book.

“Yes, sure I’ll give it to her. I hope for your recovery too.” I said. “Thank you so much. I’ll take my leave.”  He excused himself. “Do you want me to help you go to your room?” I suggested but before he could even answer the door went wide open. A man that looks at his college days enters. “You worry the hell out of me Al.” He said in relief. “I just look after my reader.” He said and the man come near him.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m sorry for our interruption. I’ll be bringing him with me now.” The man told me. “Let’s go now?” He asked the author and he nodded back. They both leave Portia’s room. The guy is still you but I think I have seen him somewhere. I look at the book the author gave me. It’s the same book that Portia covers her body. The police get that one as part of the crime scene.

I put the book on the bedside table and sit on the couch again. An hour had passed and I am feeling sleepy already. Jean woke up and stretched like a cat. “I’m just gonna buy food for us Airi.” Jean excused himself after going to the comfort room. “Yes, thank you. Will you also buy me some potato chips? I’m getting sleepy.” I told him. “Sure, sure. Watch out for Portia okay?” He said and I nodded.

After Jean leaves, I go to Portia’s bed to fix her pillows and change her blanket. When I heard a knock. I hurriedly open the door and saw two nurses and a very handsome and dignified man. “We are going to check Ms. Portia. And we also escort Mr. Everett here.” One of the nurses explains and I let them in. He goes straight to Portia and looks at her state. His face has no remorse but his aura filled the air in this room with tension as I know how worried he is.

He called last night and I told him what happened his whole existence is more scarier than the phone call we had last night. The nurses check every bit of Portia and Mr. Everett looks in my direction. “What happened?” His calm yet terrifying voice asked me. “She got stabbed four times at the book signing and the culprit is still lurking around,” I explained in summary as I suddenly feel scared. “Then why don’t you have someone to look after Portia? No Police or guards?” He said and his slit eyes are like killing me.

“They say they are just around the building,” I answered and he dialed someone to look after us. The nurses finished running tests on Portia’s body. “Her vitals and her wounds are already copping up and she is in a good state now. Let’s just wait for you to be awake Mr. Everett.” The nurses said and he motions them to leave. After the nurse leaves he hurriedly goes to Portia’s side and kissed her hand. He might be so worried.

So I just let him do whatever he wanted. I just sit on the couch near the door to wait for Jean. Mr. Everett whispered something to Portia. It must be sweet as I analyze his gestures. Maybe he’s telling Portia to wake up because it kills him. He kisses Portia on the forehead nose down to lips. He doesn’t even care if there are tubes and stuff on Portia’s body. He’s just caressing and kissing her with all his love.

My best friend really finds a great man to take care of her and it’s a sign of relief to me. He sits beside me and offers me gum. “I told her not to go anywhere.” Mr. Everett started the conversation. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you warned her already. I should have come with her.” I apologized as soon as I get the gum. “It’s nobody’s fault but we have to know who did this.” He said. “The police can’t find a clue to the suspect. And they think that my best friend is a victim of a serial killer.” I cried in fear.

Mr. Everett patted my back and I stop crying in shyness. He handed me a tissue box and we went silent in the meantime. “I’ll have two guards outside this door and two guards at each corner charge for Portia. I’ll just handle some things for her case.” He said and stand up. Jean then enters before Mr. Everett could leave. “I’m here. Let’s eat?” He said when he enters.

Jean was shocked to see Mr. Everett he immediately fix his posture and greeted him nicely. “Good Afternoon Mr. Everett. How was your day?” He said with respect. “I’m doing good Dr. Chryses. Nice to see you here.” He said. “The patient is my friend sir.” He politely answered. “I see. Take care of Portia, I’ll be back soon.” Mr. Everett said and take his leave.

“Do you know him?” I asked him and his eyes widen at me. “Of course, he is the owner of this hospital.” He said and it shocked me. “Why? What makes you shocked?” He asked confused while he readies our food. “Why did he come here? He usually never checks the patients.” He said. “He came for Portia. He’s Portia’s boyfriend.” I admitted to him and it shocks him. “The one she’s talking about she met at the party?” Jean was a shock. “Yes,” I answered and took a piece of chicken. That left his jaw dropped and we just both laughed. How lucky our Portia is!