Right now, he wasn't being supportive instead he was eyeing me as if I had grown horns, while I was busy feeding Luca, despite him telling me that he would do it on his own.
"Luca! She has to eat too, you know that right?"
"Kalix! Can't you see he is hurt, he got shot at his chest, he can't eat himself, any movement might make the injury worse!"
I retorted at Kalix, to which his expressions turned more fierce, as if of a child throwing tantrum.
"You weren't like this before, what happened today? Did something happen?"
My question maybe shocked him, he might have did not expect such question coming on from me.
Shaking his head in a no, he slowly got up from his place and left the room, despite me calling his name again and again, he didn't even for once look back.
"He didn't even finish his lunch."
I glanced at his takeout box, which was kept half touched on the table.
"I told you I can eat on my own!"
Luca thought that maybe, Kalix was acting this way because I was feeding him, but no he was wrong, he was finding a way, somewherey to dump his frustration at, and he found this to be the best reason.
Even if I wasn't his sister, at least my mind connected the dots, like any sister would do.
While feeding Luca, my mind was taken back to the day when Ayla was born, Kalix's rudeness towards me, that harsh tone, the threat in his voice.
I remember it clearly, and then today the way he was all around Cecily after the doctors had locked her in the room.
The way he handled the whole matter, all on his own.
I was getting suspicious about his behaviour, the sudden change in his body language and all.
After feeding Luca, the doctor had came to check on him, and to change his IV before Luca was also one of his injections that made him sleepy and he fell asleep.
Leaving the room, I looked around here and there, in search of Kalix, when I found him standing in the balcony of that floor, arms resing on the glass railing, his shoulders slumped, with something in his hands.
I walked close to him, as the strong essence hit my nostrils and I began coughing loudly.
Flapping my hand Infront of my nose I quickly squeezed it, staring at the cigarette in his hand.
Sensing my presence he quickly threw the bud on the floor, stepping on it with his foot.
Clearing his throat, he blew the smoke from his mouth, facing the other side.
"You were smoking?"
I raised my brow, glaring at him with judgemental eyes.
"Stop it! I'm not in any mood to argue."
Tiredness was filled in his voice as he talked.
"Is it about Cecily?"
He jerked his neck towards me, so hard that I thought it might break.
"W- what? How?" He looked so shocked and slightly worried about my question.
"I can tell, infact anyone can." I replied and stood next to him, with my arms resting on the rail like his.
"The day when I helped her give birth, the way you got furious at me, it was weird at first...but gradually things began fitting in their place."
"Plus I'm not that stupid to not be able to connect some simple dots, you were giving it away by staying all around her."
I shrugged my shoulders, not looking at him, my eyes at my plastered hand, it was hurting even at the slightest movement.
But I was pretending as if it didn't before, because I was in front of Luca.
"So? You, are you mad or something?"
He was hesitant, while I was still staring at my hand.
I replied with the shook of my head.
"Why would I? It's your life, but I would just say one thing... Cecily has suffered a lot in past, maybe she would've never been able to accept Ayla too, but she is very brave, she accepted her as the daughter of the one who hurt her, so please take care of her, if you two end up together, I will forget that you are my brother, you will just be a man who is with Cecily."
Kalix was taken back by my words, he wasn't able to believe what I had just said.
He didn't say anything further on, and remained quiet.
He walked me to my room, and left me all alone to go back to Luca's, he was very strict about my rest.
I went in, and tucked myself in the bed...
Yet I couldn't sleep, I stared at my plastered hand
If I was still Sarah, my hand would've mattered a lot to me, I would've gone crazy over it, but it wasn't doing anything to me, it hurts and there is some... little bit of anxiety too but not that kind, the kind that a doctor would have felt.
All of a sudden someone burst opened the door of my room, and there stood a nurse, looking panicked, with her whole face pale with hurry.
"Mr. Miller!-" she stopped as soon as she saw me sitting there on the bed.
Her eyes widened even more, as she scanned the whole room, but only found me there.
"I...am sorry!"
She apologised and left, shutting the door behind her back.
The anxiety had increased, and a certain type of unease had settled in my chest.
Leaving the bed, I followed the nurse, she looked panicked talking to each and every nurse she'd meet on the way, who would be equally panicked as her.
What is happening here?
All of a sudden a nurse bumped in my back, as I turned around to look at her, but perhaps she was more off in a hurry and without excusing walked away to a nurse standing there.
The whole corridor was in a Ruckus, wherever I turned my face to, I would see a nurse rushing off to something.
Mostly...talking about where, Kalix was.
But what did it had to do with Kalix? I'm fine then-
Oh no!
I quickly rushed to the hall where Luca's room was, there was a whole crowd of doctors, nurses in his room, outside his room.
My body had began trembling with various thoughts popping in my mind.
I walked in, making way for myself by pushing away the staff.
The continuous ting was echoing in the room and in my ears.
Before looking at Luca, my eyes went to the machine attached to him.
No heart beats.
No...heart beats!
A flat line on heart rate monitor.
I looked over to Luca, whose body was pale, there was no fall or rise of his chest.
He was like a statue.
With staggering steps I walked to him, taking his hand in mine.
The doctors began stepping away from him, as one of them was about to cover his face with the sheet.
"W-what...are you doing?"
I asked as I quickly grabbed the doctor's hand.
"He...he needs help why are you not helping him? He...he needs help...he...is dying!"
I screamed at the doctor while he stood calm at his place.
Not saying anything to me, not telling me to calm down, or not saying anything.
I couldn't believe my eyes, I was getting furious at the doctor standing in front of me, doing nothing but standing with a sorrowful expressions on his face.
I got pulled back by someone, bumping in their chest.
"Shh...calm down... let the doctor do their work!"
He softly whispered in my ear, the same sorrow in his voice, I tried pushing him away.
"Let me go Kalix he... Luca Is Dying!"
I screamed the last words, pushing him away while his grip tightened on me even more, gathering my whole strength, I pushed him harshly
Rushing to Luca, throwing away the white sheet that was covering him from head to toe.
Without wasting a moment I began giving him CPR, pumping his chest, waiting for a sign, a response.
But it was too late.
"Wake up... wake up...wake up...wake up..."
I kept chanting over and over.
I was crying, sobbing awaiting a small sign, a small reason...to live.
But there was none.
My shoulders slumped in defeat, staring at the man before me, the man who was no longer breathing, the man who was smiling before me, at me just a few moments ago.
But now, he was no longer smiling, he was no longer talking, he was dead.
He was gone!
Kalix pulled me back, hiding my face in his chest, as I cried, weeped in his arms.
My fist clenched against the smooth fabric of his shirt that was biting my skin.
Luca was gone.
MyLuca was gone.
Tears kept streaming down from my eyes seeping in Kalix's shirt.