Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

459 The dance floor opens - 4

As she twirled, the fabric of her dress swayed around revealing her slender long legs. The sight was something that was difficult for anyone to resist and neither could Dr. Nelson.

First, she was amazed to see his moves and next she caught him looking at her legs. Had it been any other guy, it would have weirded her out, but it was Jaby. A man upon whom she could entrust her entire life.

So as she rolled back close to him, she looked up into his eyes which were looking at her fondly. But her one look was enough for him to avert his gaze. He felt all weirded out for a moment and did everything possible to avoid looking into her eyes, whose ocean-like depth was way too overwhelming for him at this point in time.

"What are you thinking?", Akira asked, trying to read his mind through her eyes.

He gasped for air as he heard her question and turned his eyes to look at her for a moment and then simply shook his head in negation.

"Well, that didn\'t look like nothing."

Dr. Nelson heard her speak but he kept looking at her, still unable to believe the resemblance even though he was completely aware that she was not the one whom his heart desired.

Even though his heart was racing in a wonderland of his own, his mind was constantly aware of the prying eyes of Vikram. Even though that guy was dancing with Dr. Oshana, he knew that his eyes were constantly following every move of theirs. He knew that it was his job to save Akira, but he didn\'t want to create any suspicion in the heart of Vikram, for he knew by now that he was no common enemy of Raymond.

Taking a deep breath, he started wheeling Akira around himself for a couple of turns and then finally pulled her extremely close to himself. There was nothing but an inch of air in between them and he inched the gap even lower when he whispered into her ears,

"I guess I have proved myself enough. Haven\'t I ?"

And before she could even attempt to reply anything, he tightened his grip around her waist and said,

"I am sorry. It\'s going to hurt just a bit."

Unable to understand what he meant, Akira looked at him with her eyes filled with questions, when he suddenly bent her with the support of his arm for a second and then took away the support in the other.

"Thud"

"Ouch....."

"Akira !!!", screamed Vikram and jumped to pick her up even before Dr. Nelson could.

"Oh my God, miss are you ok?" Dr. Nelson asked and when Akira gathered herself up and looked up at him, she saw him mouthing,

"I am sorry."

And at that moment she understood that he had deliberately injured her so that she didn\'t have to dance with Vikram afterward.

"Are you hurt anywhere Akira? Are you feeling any pain?", Vikram asked as he helped her to get her balance back.

"I am really sorry. I told you before, he is awful at dancing." Dr. Oshana said and came forward to lend a helping hand.

"I am really sorry. I should have just ... "

"Yes, you should have better been a mock spectator", Vikram interrupted the apology of Dr. Nelson curtly.

"We are really sorry but he is a real doctor. If you have any pain then he can check."

Dr. Oshana said and looked all helplessly at Dr. Nelson.

"No, I will get her checked with my own doctor", Vikram said getting all annoyed with the clinginess of the weird couple and started escorting Akira upstairs.

"Vikram wait."

Akira muttered wincing in pain.

"What\'s wrong?"

"I feel like I have pulled something in my leg Vikram."

Saying that Akira tried to balance herself hard, but the pain was evident on her face. Seeing her hurting this way, Vikram got even more annoyed with Dr. Nelson.

"Look at what you have done!!!"

Dr. Nelson hung his head, unable to see Akira in pain. Somehow that hint of pain in her eyes brought back all the old memories of his beloved, the way she had struggled with pain, the way she was defeated eventually by the pain.

"Can you at least do something about it till my doctor arrives?" Vikram asked in a demanding and annoyed tone while he texted his family doctor to come ASAP.

And suddenly Dr. Nelson came back to reality. He took a second to get a hold of himself and then immediately removed his jacket.

"What are you doing?" asked a puzzled Vikram.

But without even bothering to reply to him, Dr. Nelson moved ahead and covered Akira from the waist down with his jacket and lifted her up in his arms and quickly took her towards the nearby sofa.

It was then that Vikram understood that he had covered her with a jacket as she was wearing a thigh-high slit dress and that he was saving her modesty.

"Seems like a clumsy idiot, but acts sensible."

Vikram thought in his head.

Dr. Nelson started pressing at a couple of points to locate the point of pain at her ankle and while he did so, both Vikram and Dr. Oshana hovered around like eagles.

So Akira looked up with a smile on her face and said,

"I am all fine Vikram. Trust me. The dance party is over. I think you better go and socialize with the people you intend to."

"I can\'t leave you alone in a condition like this", Vikram said and stood there without even budging an inch.

"Vikram seriously. Please go ahead. It\'s just a small sprain."

"Yes, Dr. Nelson will handle it. She is in good hands. Plus I will be here till your doctor arrives. Let us do this much for you guys." Dr. Oshana added.

Vikram looked at her helplessly and then looked up and saw that Mr. Shaw and Mr. Sebastian engaged in deep conversation.

"Vikram, just go," Akira repeated with an assuring look in her eyes.

"Fine. But don\'t go anywhere till Dr. Fredrick arrives ok. He will be here in 20 minutes." saying that Vikram suddenly bent down to give a small kiss on Akira\'s head and left.

Repulsed with the recent touch of the man whom she loathed with all her heart, Akira could feel the bile reflexing back into her mouth. Her face turned all serious and the expression of disgust was written all over her.

Dr. Nelson looked at her and then looked at Dr. Oshana and said,

"Can you please give us a moment?"

"Yeah sure !!!" saying that Dr. Oshana left.

After a brief moment of silence, Dr. Nelson moved his hand and touched her ankle all tenderly.

"Does it hurt here?"

His hand was placed over the probable point of pain. His touch was as gentle as possible but the pain rippled in, but still, she stayed all silent.

"I am sorry for ...."

But before Dr. Nelson could even complete his sentence, Akira asked,