Chapter 13: Chapter 13

**Nancy's POV**

The door knocking sound reaches my ear. I open my eyes lazily and sleepily and look at the clock hanging on the wall.

It is still 4 am.

Who could knock the door at this time?

I walk towards the door.

"Excuse me! Who are you?" the voice of lady squeaks in?

I was rubbing my eyes but my sleep left my eyes immediately after I hear the ladies voice from outside. It is such a sharp and loud voice.

"I am...," but before I could introduce myself she intrudes in the room and I cannot do anything.

"Excuse me! Mam, you're not allowed to get inside the room. He is a patient and he needs a peaceful environment," I say.

She glares at me as she holds his hands.

"I am his fiancee and I have every right to hold him. You don't try to teach me," she scowls.

Fiance?

Of Zion?

How could I forget that its been so long years and now we could be busy with our own households.

Nothing in the word is same. Everything changes.

Even the leaves which comes out this year falls every autumn.

It's been almost seven autumns without him and its been only me who have been suffering.

Maybe those all suffering actually didn't have any meanings.

I

Was

Just

Suffering

Alone!!!

"Still, miss you can't. It's his private room and he is on medication," I say.

She stands up from her place raises her hands and slaps me.

"I am his fiance. Who the hell are you to tell me what I can do and what I cannot? And why are you on same room with him? Are you some gold digger who wants to rip him off when he is unconscious?" she shouts.

This is getting too much.

"You're wrong. I am just his caretaker and I just want him to get better that's all," I say as I hold my cheeks.

It's been long, I haven't been slapped.

I was slapped once and badly by my mother and that is because of Zion.

All because of him.

" Just get the hell out of here. I don't want to see your face," she shouts and I run out of there with the tears on my eyes.

My heart is weak. I tried really hard not to get affected but it does.

It fucking affects me.

He has a fiance.

What am I even expecting? I have a fiance too and he is so good to me. I have someone who loves me like hell, who cares me with all his heart.

But...

Why the hell this heart wants to go to Xander? Why does it affects so much even after all these years?

"Miss Nancy?" I meet his assistant on the way.

"Did you bring me here just to insult me? I had told you before I have no intention to work with this man. Then why? Why the hell did you bring me here? To get slapped?" I scold him.

"You got slapped? By whom?" he says and look at his room.

"Who's in there?" he asks.

"You are all pretentious," I say and walk away from there.

He runs to the room. I don't know what he will do there.

But I have thought I won't be staying a single more second at there. It is causing my heart a ruckus. It is causing a storm inside me and it's really painful.

Right now, I want to go back to home. But, its late. It's really late to be there and I cannot find anything to drive there.

I can't go to Mia. How will I face her? She loves Kevin and she hates me.

I spat behind the door and ain't down holding my knees against my chest.

"Why the hell this door has password in it? I want to go home," I cry.

It hurts. It really hurts.

To love someone who isn't destined to be with you hurts so much.

I sit there till the morning.

"Miss Nancy," I hear a voice. He puts on a blanket over me.

"I took here to take care of a patient not to make yourself a patient," he says and helps me stand up.

"Stop this! I don't want to be here. I don't care whether your boss lives or die just let me go," I scream at him.

"I am really sorry miss but we need you. He needs you. Please...," his voice softens and it becomes pitiful but I don't have any intention to stop at here.

I try to walk out of there.

"You have signed a contract miss and you can't do that," he says.

"Go hell with your contracts. Just go with hell," I say and try to walk out of there.

"Open this door. Open this fucking door," I shout at him but be doesn't. He looks at the floor for long time.

"Fine, I will open it myself," I say and seek ant object that could break the door.

"No... Miss... Please don't do this," he tries to stop me.

"Get the fucking out of my way or else you will be the one to get a hit," I shout at him and try to hit the door but it feels as if someone is pulling it really hard behind me.

"What the fuck? Just leave the spade, you silly man," I shout at him.

"You sound really sexy swearing like the cute little fiance," I hear the voice and that voice isn't of his assistant.

It's...

"Fiance?" I turn around to see Zion standing right behind me.

"Zion?" I say.

"Selena, how dare you do that to my house? Don't you think its really appropriate to break the property and when it is my property the result might be more than just the punishment," he scowls.

I can see the full anger on his face. He looks extremely agitated.

But whet did he call me?

Selena?

"I... Am...not...," but before I could say anything to him he pulls the spade away taking chance of my dumbness and hugs me.

He hugs me so firm that I almost feel like I am suffocating to death.

"Sir, she isn't...," his assistant is trying to say something to him but he doesn't listens.

"Zion! Listen! I am not...," I try to say him but he doesn't listens.

"God! I thought you would run away like you did last time. I don't think of leaving you this time. You're my best friend and soon to be my wifey. Why would you even try that?" he says?

"Zion?" A lady's voice shouts in our conversation.

It's the same girl who entered forcibly some moments ago.

She walks aggressively towards us and breaks us apart while I stand their like a dumbo.

"Who the hell are you?" he asks.

"I am Selena and she is just some fucking caretaker," she shouts pointing her finger at me.

Fucking caretaker?

What the hell does she think of me?

"Your boss is awake now. I don't think there is any work for me now. I think I should just go," I say and try to exit out of the scene but I feel someone pulling me and yanking against themselves.

"What the hell are you saying? She is Selena not you? Why the hell will you claim to be Selena when you're not?" he shouts at original Selena while holds my hands without any shame.

What is wrong with him? Does he have any disease? Did he just lose his memory?

No! If he had lost his memory then he wouldn't have known about Selena but why is he saying me Selena?

"I am... Sorry... But...," I try to say something trying really hard to get out of his grasp.

"Selena you just be quiet... I need to talk to this faker," he points at that girl.

God!

I am sick of this.

This time I yank my hand really hard and shout so loud at him.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I am not bloody Selena. She is. Like she said, I am just fucking caretaker who was to take care of you till you wake up. But now you have just gotten up now let me go back to my own work. Thank you," I scream at him and get inside the house.

"You said you were going?" his assistant asks.

"I need to get my things for god's sake," I say and enter inside his house.

I don't know what is wrong with my fate. Everything is so jumbled right now. I am not getting what is wrong with everyone or is it only me who's been wrong here.

I am just trying to step into the house, then I hear a shout.

"Sir?" his assistant shouts.

I look back and see Zion laying lifeless on the ground with his wounds in his body. He is still a patient and he has used to much of energy for a patient.

He sure has not much wounds and injuries like that of Kevin but he still is a victim.

My heart explodes when I see him laying unconscious in the ground.

"Zion?" I shout his name and run towards him and the doctor is called in immediately.

We all stand in front of door and wait for doctor.

"What is wrong with him doctor?" his assistant asks.

"I am sorry to say but due to his internal injury its hard for him to predict people. It will take time for him for his recovery but until then, please I don't want you to stress his memories. I mean to say act as he thinks," he says.

Act like he thinks!

What does that mean?

I should act like Selena!