Chapter2:
It was the second day of Sahiras new job, she again drove in the car park in her flashy sports car, her slim figure stepped out of the car and headed towards the door, *another day* she thought, not really wanting to go in because of what Jac Naylor had said to her yesterday, but she knew she had to, she didn't want to lose her job on her second day now did she? That would just be really stupid.
'Nice to see you again, Sahira' said Jac coming up behind her making Sahira jump out of her skin!
'Woah! No need to do that' said Sahira 'you scared the life out of me!'
'Well, that's not going to happen is it?' said Jac in her smug voice like usual.
'What's that supposed to mean?' said Sahira, sounding shocked that her colleague would say something like that to her, she really didn't know Jac at all! She was in for more shocks for the upcoming days whilst working at Holby City.
'Oh, nothing really.' And she walked off.
'Bye then?' Sahira said in her mocking voice.
Sahira walked up to the desk and looked to see what was happening with her today, to her disappointment she looked at her notes and she wasn't too happy to see who she was working with today, it was Jac, the one she'd like to call 'the bitch' but she kept that to herself, like she does most things in her life. Many people knew she was very secretive but they all wanted to find out what she kept so secret, what was she hiding, she never talks about anything, but Jac Naylor would be sure to get something out of her, because she knows how to get round people...
'Sahira!' Jac shouted again. 'You're with me today, hurry up!'
'Coming!' Sahira says sounding very annoyed and just not really in the mood to talk to anyone, she had to spend the whole day with Jac Naylor, the one person who she wished she didn't have to spend a second with, so the whole day was going to be torture!
'Take your time why dont you?' Jac was getting impatient now.
'Sorry about that... actually no, im not sorry, what are we doing today? Can i have a look at the notes please?' Said Sahira in a voice that sounded like she was so confident, but she really wasn't, she just needed to sound confident so Jac didn't get the wrong impression.
'Not sorry? Where did that come from? You normally seem really nervous... enough of that, this patient is called Ron Burley, he's 34, and he has pains in his stomach, could you check these out for me please whilst i go check his other notes and his valuables, see if there's anyone i can contact for him?' says Jac, sounding unusually nice but not nice at the same time.
'Sure, i can do that, and dont sound to nice, dont want to strain yourself do you?' says Sahira in her sarcastic voice and just as Jac left she muttered under her breath *ugh, why do i have to work with her all day? She annoys me!*
She checked the patient over, she found out that he had appendicitis, so she made the call for him to go into theatre but she wasn't doing the operation, she had something else to think about, there was something she was keeping secret, though she didn't know how long she could keep it for.
'Michael!' shouted Sahira 'is it alright if i go on my break now, i need to make this important phone call and i have to ring now before its to late? Really sorry.' Said Sahira, she sounded panicky, probably the most scared/nervous that Michael had heard her before.
'sure you can, are you sure everything's alright, you can always come to one of your colleagues if you have any problems, they'll be sure to help you' said Michael sounding really concerned.
'im fine, honestly, i just really have to make this phone call, thankyou!' Sahira shouted that as she ran off out the hospital and round the corner onto the bench near the road. She looked so fragile, the most fragile you've ever seen her, she looked at her phone to find she had 10 missed calls, and 22 texts messages from various people asking where she was and that she really needed to come see them. She was getting so worried now, she couldn't stop shaking as she dialled the number, her sisters number, she was shaking so much, there were tears in eyes as she knew what was going to happen when her sister, Sarah, answered the phone...
'it's mum' said Sarah, she was already crying on the phone, she knew what her worlds meant, as her mum had been suffering from Cancer for a few years now and she knew that she didn't have long left, those were the words she dreaded to hear, she didn't want to believe them, yet she didn't know want to put the phone down on her sister, she let her carry on, even though she really didn't want to hear it, but she needed to hear it, she needed to.
'it's mum, she's died' Sahira repeated her sister 'she's died? No, no, no she hasn't, she cant have!' this time she was screaming it down her phone, saying it over and over, it wasn't sinking in, she was refusing to believe it. He sister was trying to calm her down on the phone, it wasn't working, Sahira was now shaking so much that she couldn't control her tears. Sarah hung up after explain all the other details to Sahira.
She got up of the bench, she walked so slowly back towards the hospital, she looked so fragile, she didn't really believe that, that just happened, as she was walking, she brushed her hair, wiped her eyes, her makeup was smudged, she didn't care, all that was going round her head was 'my mum's dead, my mum's dead' over and over, trying to make it sink in, it was working, she didn't believe it , she didn't want to believe it, she just didn't!
She got to the doors, brushed herself down, and looked like a normal sophisticated woman, smart and pretty, apart from the smudged makeup. She walked through the doors, trying not to give away any emotion of what had just happened. She looked up from the floor as she walking in to see Hanssen, he looked annoyed, angry, she looked at her watch and saw it was half past 2, she was 20 minutes late from her break.
'and where have you been?' Hanssen shouted, 'you're late! Where have you been?'
Sahira just looked up at him and said 'sorry' her voice sounded really timid and fragile, then looked straight back down again and walked off, not even giving an explanation to why she was so late, he watched her walk off, not asking any questions. And just as Sahira thought she was out the way of nosy people, Jac came up from a corner, and we all know Jac wants to know everyone's secrets.
'Sahira, where have you been? you were meant to be here half an hour ago!' said Jac, in her annoying voice. Before Jac could say anything else, Sahira just walked off but got stopped by Jac's hand on her arm, she looked down at her arm and saw Jac's hand, she looked up at Jac with tears in her eyes, but before they fell she stopped them and wiped them away, not wanting Jac to know that she was vulnerable right now.
'sorry' said Sahira again, that's all she get our right now, no other words, she didn't know any other words at the moment, she didn't know what to say.
'is everything okay? Sahira?' said Jac, sounding very sympathetic, and Jac Naylor, never sounds sympathetic! This is a first for her.
'im' she paused for a second 'fine... thanks' then she walked off, she didn't know where she was going, but she eventually found herself heading towards the locker room, she checked if it was empty, she saw that no one was in there so she sat herself down on the bench, and all the tears and emotions that she had held in for the past half an hour all came flooding out, she cried and cried, she didn't think she could stop. She thought she was crying alone, but she didn't realise that behind the closed door of the locker room was Greg, listening to her cries he wanted to just go in there and comfort her but he just didn't know what to do...
