Chapter 2: Kerrisdale
"i loved jacob much more than i should and yet still nowhere near enough!"
_bella swan Twilight.
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Tears tumbled down her face. Crying isn't scary, but crying without a reason is.
Because for her, crying was a matter of impulsiveness and the really, you know that point when you're driving on the brink of breaking down.
She was standing near the edge of the very familiar cliff, making herself fall a victim to vulnerability. Again.
She was looking at death for the very first time without knowing it.
She declined death. Its funny how she denied something so formidably robust, something that cant be negated at all.
And then suddenly she feels her feet slipping and she slides right off the cliff!
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Third person POV
"Raya wake up! You said you have a presentation today, aren't you getting late for that? Its already 8am." mom said, while she sat on the edge of Raya's bed.
Raya opened her eyes to the bright sunlight coming from her white net curtains. She liked this. She liked mornings. While getting up into a sitting position, she rubbed her eyes.
She had designed her room with blacks and whites. Black furniture, white walls, white curtains, wooden floor and a closet room that was all black. Her room back in her own apartment was also all black- pitch black.
" Yeah mom, i guess."
Raya doesnt want to get up and attend some lazy, sleepy students right now.... That too just after the same bad dream. She doesnt feel like getting u-... Her thoughts were cut short by her mother.
"Wear something nice, it will help you feel better!" Mom beamed at the black coat that Raya bought yestarday.
"Yeah." She sat there and kept thinking about the nightmare for good ten minutes. Then she got off her bed.
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She always wondered how people get ready for presentations every week at the hospital. Last week she did not wear something presentable and she felt underdressed. But she never cared. Today's presentation and lecture are at 10am.
She quickly grabbed her towel and rushed to the shower. Hot water might be running out if not hurried.
After taking a nice warm shower, she changed into her black high neck sweater with a pair of black jeans. Taking a glance at the looking mirror in her closet she put on vaseline on lips, sunblock and a little bit tint. After spraying some perfume and grabbing her chocolate trenchcoat, she walked towards her bed and slid her feet into the old brown timberlands. Hurriedly, Raya wore all her rings. Ten chunky rings. To be exact. Yeah, that's something she never leaves without.
She had her black straight hair down. Just like always. Her hair were cut into a long bob. She has been dying her hair black since highschool.
Making her way towards the kitchen, she sat on the island. Her Mom made breakfast for her whenever she was around. Which was pancakes with butter.
Taking a bite of the pancakes, she heard her mom say.
"Raya I was thinking if you can come early tonight, we can go over to the neighbors. They were inviting you for dinner and-"
"Mom I told you they only need me there so that I can meet their son and work on their new project. To be honest I checked the guidelines and their idea didn't really click with me. But ill skim through it again." Raya cut her off.
"Please look through this wisely, while you are still in Kerrisdale. I will be over to the market most of the afternoon." She sighed.
"Okay mom. Ill be home early. I am going now bye! And take care!"
She left after giving her mom a hug. Raya knows her mother wants her to work on the project because she can help the Turners in this due to her position at IHeal Hospital.
Being a speech pathologist at her own hospital is something that Raya was very proud of. It made her have everything she dreamt of. So the Turners wanted her to give advice because she built her hospital herself. Thought it will just add up to her tasks for two days.
That's what she escapes but loves. Work. But well to her dismay work was all she did. Work was all that pleased her darkest deepest desires.
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"-so all these problems might stem from childhood trauma or anything particular in the past. It might not be from anything AT ALL. So one thing you all have to keep in mind is that you don't judge. EVER. Ill be ending this on that note. Lets do some practical work next week. Take care, good afternoon!" Raya said, blankly. She finished presentation and gathered all her stuff to leave this workshop already.
After biding farewell to all the juniors, Raya exited the room.
God it gets tiring to lecture every week. They must have already known this SLP stuff by now. Tsk. Ill start the practices from next week, might be enjoyable. Raya thought as she massaged her hands softly. Now she had two appointments for today.
The other pathologists invited her every week to the workshop because the students felt comfortable with Miss Raya. Her guess being that she's easy to converse with. But in reality she doesn't know how she even ended up being SLP because she's literally not someone who should be a pathologist. Just her passion and she's here now.
While walking towards her treatment room, Raya caught the sight of the little boy who has his fifth session with her today, sitting outside the therapy room with his mom beside him.
"Come on in Noah! Lets get started hmm?" He quickly ran towards Raya and came inside. He's such a cute little baby! Raya silently smiled.
After two and a half hours the sessions came to an end. They went home. Now Raya was writing all the progress reports from Noah's case and the other child's case on her diary. She came to a halt after completing and noticed that its already 5pm. She swiftly got up, grabbed her backpack and then strode towards the parking lot.
She wore a backpack because it was easy to carry and all of her tools were tucked in it.
"I guess the Ashers are going to meet Raya Wagner tonight... Interesting..." Raya said to herself. She was not a narcissist but she did not go well with people who needed her just for something to get done. Ironic because she literally takes money and murders people.
Walking towards her lexus made her feel pleased. She changed cars very often.
Raya always had nice cars, her parents were rich and she being a speech pathologist and having her own hospital helped as well. Criminal highschool days were also helpful. Although those little criminal adventures have now turned into Raya being a softie.
Driving through downtown towards Kerrisdale has always been such a source of peace. Its a pretty long drive and she has to take it two times every week. She's happy about it. Some alone time. Away from Nova's tiring leadership.
The sky looked awfully beautiful today. Pretty clouds lined the sky. She loved clouds.
Raya turned on the radio because she CANNOT drive with such silence. The drive continues until she reached her house, listening to a podcast.
"Lets pay a quick visit to him first..." Raya said to herself...
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Skye walked pass the lift and towards the hotel room. Adjusting her rings and drinking her black tea, that she got while she drove here, she knocked on the door.
After some shuffling on the other side, the door opened.
There he stood with his signature black jacket.
"I have been standing here for two minutes, told you to hurry up. I am already running late. Did you talk to Zeus about the finances?" I inquired.
"Chill bro! Why are you so uptight? Loosen up a bit and put that mask away from your pretty face, Skye." He pulled the mask from her face but she held his hand and pulled him closer.
"Dont you dare touch me Blade. Answer me before I-"
"Hey stop and I talked to Zeus's men. They said its fine with him" Blade said with a smirk. She hummed in response and her eyes glistened with satisfaction.
"Can you leave my wrist Skye, although I don't mind-"
"Shut up." And with that she turned around and walked back.
"Call me tonight Skye"
She heard him say just before the lift closed.
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"Mom im home!" Raya shouted, letting her know. She hastily ran towards her room.
After changing into some grey sweats, she fell on her bed.
The dinner is at 8pm and since she's very tired she might as well have a little nap before going over to the Tuners. That was her plan.
Slumber takes over in no time..... *yawn* ....
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"Yeah just a minute mom let me wear my shoes? OH MY GOD! can you stop calling my name?"
Right now both the ladies were in Raya's room and Raya couldn't find her long boots all evening. Which meant that they were running late to the dinner now. These black boots were the only ones that go well with the red hood she was wearing. Paired it with a black jeans.
After some death glares they finally go over to the Turners house.
Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding do-
"Oh hey there, Mrs Wagner! Come on in. Everybody's out in the garden." The tall boy mumbled.
"Thanks Asher!" Mom exclaimed.
After exchanging the formalities, Asher let us in. They have been their neighbors since Raya was a toddler. But she never really visited their house, well she didnt get the chance to.Tsk.
She took a quick glance at Asher. He wore a black dress shirt, a few buttons undone. Hair in the messiest way possible.
She came tonight to discuss some ideas about the hospital that the turners wanted to build.
She frequently caught a glimpse of Asher but never really met him.
Dark walls, white and crème interior, furnished with antiques all around. Raya remembered her mom would always gush about the pieces that decorated the Turner house. But this was more than what she had imagined. Such clean and decent carpets. And windows all over the lounge.
"Raya is it? You may come inside. Everybody's waiting..." Asher said while he ran his hand through his hair.
"Yeah, thanks." Raya stoically exclaimed.
He eyed Raya firmly. He looked how she walked. One word that surrounded her. Confidence.
He watched Raya walk through the hallway towards the garden.
Raya walked outside the door that led her to the garden, where Mr and Mrs Turner and her mom all stood near the fire.
"Oh hi, Raya! please come. Sit down and how are you doing?" Mrs Turner asked excitedly.
"Thank you Mrs Turner! I am doing great, busy in the hospital and stuff. I hope you are doing well?"
"Yes I-" Mrs turner was cut short by Asher calling her from inside. She apologized and went after him.
Mr Turner started the conversation now, telling Raya about the project that they wanted to start. The Turners were quite rich even a bit more than Raya individually was. But they still wanted her to be a part of this. Because of her reputation in the field.
After having small talk over it, they were all called in for dinner. Asher sat across Raya on the fancy dinning table. They both were very much unknown to each other. Turns out dinner was made by Asher. It tasted delish.
He watched how she ate clumsily but due to her aura nobody would point it out.
The dinner went by and it was already 9:30pm. The dinner went quite well. They were sitting in the lounge now. Raya was constantly on her phone. One of her patients were not stable so she was arranging staff for them.
Asher noticed how her thumb moved frantically over the phone. He also noticed how he has seen Raya wear those black boots quite often whenever he saw her getting in or out of the car.
"-hahahahahha oh yes those days. I remember Kerrisdale was very quiet back then." Mrs Turner happily added.
Raya was now done. She was thinking if she should take the offer from the Turners. She has already thought about it. And she might say-
"Raya, i guess you are not really impressed by the idea. But i really need to know your answer? Because you own your hospital so it'd be helpful to have your opinion on this..." Asher questioned out of the blue. Making everybody stop talking.
Raya unfolded her legs and sat straight. Looking directly at him. Noticing how he was drinking his coffee. She just shrugged and answered while playing with her hood string.
Asher saw how Raya was not shy to show that she was not impressed. He also caught a glimpse of the tattoo on her wrist. It was a symbol of some kind, he guessed. Sketchy, he thought.
"Asher i guess I'll work with you. Only because its favourable to my account as well. I don't mind the idea though it can be a bit more bigger. Maybe expand the budget a bit. I don't know...." Raya discussed. Mr turner no sooner joined the conversation.
The discussion kept going until it was time to leave. It was 11 pm and Raya was barely holding herself together. She was exhausted to say the least. And all the business talk made it worse. Work tired her so much, but it also made her calm. She would not replace her work with anything less busy.
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At night, Raya was tossing and turning, thinking if she gave the right advice for their hospital.
"I guess ill just have to give them a planner to help them out and make it the best if not now...." She said to herself. She kept thinking more.
Raya was thinking about the project and Asher Turner.
Her mother always told her about the Turner boys. And she once saw Asher getting in his car while she got in hers. Other than that, she never really was confronted with Asher, even by accident.
Broad shoulders, looked like he exercised alot. His hands very very... Slim and slander.
Noticing details was something Raya did VERY often. She would take one glance and notice just every single detail about the person. This was one of the perks of working over at Nova.
She was happy that she has something new to work on now. The same routine gets tiring. Asher's ideas were pretty nice. And his eyes screamed determination.
Tomorrow is a big day, we start anew. She thought while yawning. She needed to call one person before sleeping.
"Hey you called.."
"Well, why wouldnt I, you know call my sharpest sword?" I answered.
"Jokes on you bro. Meet me tomorrow at 7am, I have some information."
"Sure." She hung up the call.
She slept instantly because she knew it wont be an easy task to wake up that early in the morning. With pillows all around her.
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A/N
Oh god getting started is very very difficult idk if this makes any sense but yeah.
Did you guys like it? Ignore any grammatical mistakes.
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