POV : TOBIAS ARENDELLE.

"The elevator slid on open and our hero rushed in, his eyes looking up seeking an opportunity for control, he's dressed in an ocean blue suit, the blood spilled on his face and blazer. The dried blood spills on the blazer looked purple.

The hero is pushed into a closed space and boom it's locked.

Few men in blue, guard the closed door.

 A man with a blade comes at him, a lady with scissors in hand towers him and thwack, the Hero was cut"

The children gasped at the cruelty.

"Guys, this is not a murder scene, it's a surgery scene!!" I clarified, adding a little twist.

Poor souls, they've thought, I would let down my hero like I do every time. Not anymore kids.

"Uncle, why do you harm the hero every time? Why can't he live peacefully?" Norton asked in sign language.

"Hustle and Harm makes him the Hero that he is." I shrugged at his question. I've always found him like an old soul in a kid's body. This seven-year-old can be really preachy at times. But I love him nevertheless.

I mean when he was asked to put a sock on to the hanger for Santa, he refused and gave me a full-fledged explanation on why Santa should be considered a trespasser and I kid you not it was damn convincing.

"Then the bullet was removed and after a few days, he was allowed to get discharged. Prior to his discharge date, he was shot by the heroine"

"Why did she do that?" All asked in unison.

I deliberately pointed towards the huge clock hung in the centre of the dorm, reminding them that the storytime is over.

"That's it for today, guys. Bye, go back everybody, Sleep early."

"You can't abruptly end a story like that, Uncle!!" Norton complained.

"Good night Norton." I said before leaving.

I left the orphanage and went into my clinic.

The moment I entered my hospital the smell of the strong disinfectant welcomed me before the receptionist.

She greeted me, I know for a fact that she's my brother's girlfriend, all thanks to the ever-so-bragging brother of mine. I greeted her back, I just hope she doesn't break his heart.

I noticed that doctors were fewer than usual, only essential staff were made to remain all night.

I entered my chamber and changed into White coat and prepped myself for an all-nighter.

The feeling of the white coat on you is unexplainable.

For me, it's warmth, it's kindness alongside the agony and exploitation the doctors nowadays are subjected to.

As my eyes roamed around the hospital, I noticed that the patient inflow doesn't seem to increase, I guess I could relieve a few doctors.

I went on rounds and saw a few interns who were pulling it off with hardly any sleep.

Poor souls couldn't help but doze off a little bit.

"Hello!" I said in a quite deadpan tone.

"Sir we weren't sleeping, we were just-" They rushed tried to think of a reason.

"Just taking a power nap?" I asked playfully.

Some said no and some said yes.

"Never mind, the patient inflow is less, you guys can go home." I just told them that and their faces bloomed like a newborn flower.

"And here you go" I hand them a chocolate bar for their efforts.

They thanked me and left.

I stood there smiling at myself that I made some happy, a few moments later I went back to my chamber, I closed my eyes while enjoying the silence of my chamber, only until I heard loud footsteps coming towards my chamber.

A lady with fierce eyes, enraged face and a consuming aura came at me before I could process her arrival.

"What do you think of yourself, you bast*rd!!"

Before I could digest those words, I could feel a generous amount of wind on my cheek and smack, the throbbing sensation on my cheek just confirmed that I was slapped?

There's this one thing about me, I absolutely LOATHE violence against doctors, and I'm not somebody who'd go legally, I'll practically hunt them down.

Thwack, I slapped her back.

"What's gotten into you?" I signed and texted the security to throw her out.

She literally went on snatching the phone away from me and threw it away and suddenly turned around and just when I thought the danger is over, she locked the doors.

"You torture people for some petty marks don't you, I'll slit your filthy throat today." The lady came at me as she picked a pen kept on my desk.

Splurt

She stabbed the pen so hard, if I had not jerked my neck then I'd be dead.

This lady is disastrous, my mind alarmed.

She punched me right in my gut and sent a blow right at my jaw.

Fuck the gender bias, You can't beat a guy this badly and expect him to be a gentleman.

Thud

I picked her up and tossed her to the ground harshly.

She let out a growl in pain, I looked at her straight in her eyes and punched her jaw, it's quite dislocated, but I'm satisfied.

She shuddered in fear, but yet kicked me sharply on my abdomen, thank god not below.

This lady somehow has decided to revive the beast I've eliminated.

She initiated another kick towards my groin, but I held her leg and slammed her to the wall.

"You son of bi*ch, you put up a facade of a good-guy all day and-"

Thunk, she tossed me down and I sent a massive blow right across her chin, before it could land, we heard a voice.

"Roar, You're in with the wrong guy" A feminine voice is heard across the door.

She tapped on her cochlear implants as she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Come out ASAP. The man you're beating is not the one I told you." There's a hint of desperation in the voice.

"Bi*ch, I'm gonna hunt you down for this." The lady in front of me yelled back.

She raised her head once but again bent it down.

We slowed stared at each other like we're some alienated species.

She blinked repeatedly to hide her embarrassment.

Her fierce eyes turned soft, and her shoulders stiffened, I could visibility sense that she was calming down, witnessing that somehow calmed me down alongside too, the adrenaline pumping or my animalistic thoughts to toss her around subsided and my eyes lightened.

Weird.

My elbow was yet in the air.

Her eyebrows furrowed at me, I let my elbows down, she bent her head down in embarrassment.

Awestruck.

"I am extremely sorry." The earlier raspy voiced lady seems to have vanished, her normal voice is quite different from her earlier one.

"I honestly don't know how to apologize and even if you don't forgive me, I am really sorry for whatever I did and for all the shit I said." I smiled at her sincere apology.

"I'm sorry too." I signed with a smile. I don't know how appropriate it is for me to smile here, never mind, I end up smiling in all the inappropriate situations.

"Are you dumb?" She asked me as she realised that I didn't speak a word all this while.

I picked up the pen she used for stabbing me earlier and wrote

"Verbally challenged!" I corrected her.

"Then I guess I'm Audibly challenged." She said with a smile only for her growl, as she experienced some pain.

"I'm so sorry." I signed in guilt.

"Me too!!" She said whilst the pain, as she held her jaw in one of her hands.

Shit, why does this guilt trip ache so much!!!

For the first time in years, I felt the urge of putting down my facade, breaking through my silence and voicing out my words but unfortunately I couldn't.

POV : Aurora Perrault.

I came back from work early and decided to surprise my friend Zephyrus by just popping in front of him out of nowhere.

I drove my car all the way to his apartment and parked it and went up the elevator.

This area always seems deserted, even the simplest things like hailing a cab becomes a task. I wonder how this future-therapist-fellow commutes.

The elevator swung open and brought me back from my thoughts. I knocked on his door and as I peeped through the peephole, he wiped his tears off from his shirt exhaled before he opened the door.

"Oh good lord, Roar, is that you? Why's the Heedless humourist at my door?" He said looking at me with his eyes wide.

"Long time, Psycho!" I said as I opened my arms for a hug.

"Indeed, Loud mouth. Missed you so much." He smiled like he wasn't crying a moment ago.

"Bitch, cut the crap, why were you crying?" The colour of his face faded.

"Was I? My eyes have turned red, but that's because of those stupid onions I was chopping." He said with a smile, sounding as casual as he could.

"Liar." I stated firmly gazing into his eyes.

Maybe I would've been convinced if I had not seen him through the peephole.

"You know how upset I get over everything litt-"

"Why can't you fucking tell me what happened." I couldn't contain myself from yelling.

He took a deep breath. He took a long minute before he uttered a words, every word he said was calculated and precise. It felt like he wanted to make it sound as casual as possible.

 "My professor has been abusing me since a year, I have not told a soul about this."

"Abuse, of what sort, like scolding-" I paused as I saw his eyes welled up, and his voice turned shaky and low.

"He pesters me for..." He couldn't bring himself to voice it out.

He bent his head in shame. It felt like hundreds of needles piercing me at once.

"For sexual favours." He managed to only whisper, as his voice was cracking while he was shivering.

"State his name, I'll handle the rest." I said firmly, my eyes darkened.

"No, you don't understand the situation and the consequences your action would have, on my life-" I interrupted him. "Name!" I questioned vehemently as I grabbed his shoulder abruptly.

"Taylor Abbotte" He mumbled as tears flowed down his cheek.

Starts with T and with E. I reminded myself mentally.

"Bye" With that I stormed off in a second.

I drove my car all the way to Zephyus' college-cum-hospital.

Ethereal Hospital and Research Institute. The huge ass board read.

Ethereal? My foot!!!!

I stormed inside and there was this deserted hospital with little to no crowd.

As I parked my car in the parking lot, I couldn't help but see the orderly parked luxurious cars.

A hospital run by rich brats, I thought to myself before I stormed inside and there was the multi-speciality hospital with little to no-crowd, these best deserve it.

There was also this board with Doctor's name with their specializations written below and arrows denoting the direction of their respective chambers, wards and rooms.

The name I had to find was simple.

It starts with T and ends E.

Tobias Arendelle. The first name on the board. He is it.

I immediately looked at the arrows and rushed into his chamber.

Inside was a seemingly calm man who sat meditating like he's the next incarnation of the lord himself, suddenly he opened his eyes and saw me, he straightened his back before leaning back onto his chair.

I was fuming.

"What do you think of yourself, you bast*rd" I roared in rage.

Thwack. I slapped him, his jet black eyes flashed a hint of shock.

For a sec, his gaze lowered. Something seemed to have changed in his demeanor.

And boom, he slapped me back.

The sheer audacity!!!

He signed something which I was too furious to decipher.

He took his phone out and did something.

I instantly snatched it and threw it away.

I went back to the door to close it.

I gave him a glare that literally was giving -The-hell-awaits-your-arrival-and-I'll-make-sure-the-wait-ends-sooner.

I immediately picked up the pen on his desk I aimed at his throat and barged at him as I said "No more petty games for marks!!"

Splurt

The stabbed the pen so hard, but he had moved away right in time. The sound of the stab echoed. The pen stuck to the wall.

Now I'm so angry that I can feel my face heat up.

I punched him hard and sent a blow from my elbow to his jaw.

...I hope it's broken, if not, I'll make sure it will be....

He gazed, straight my eyes and smirked before I could decipher what it meant,

Thud, He picked me up like I'm some rice sack, and tossed me, like he wanted to crush my spine.

Makes sense.

I couldn't help but let out a growl in pain. He punched my jaw.

Now the bloodshed seems inevitable.

I sent a kick to his abdomen. He moved a step back due to the impact.

He glared at me like he wants to kill me, the saint guy who was meditating earlier was long gone, the man stood before was an absolute beast.

And I'd love to feast on a beast.

I sent a fierce kick to his groin, which he stopped by catching my ankle in time and pulled me towards him abruptly from my ankle, I lost balance and fell to the ground.

He lifted me up from my ankle and slammed me to the wall.

"You son of bitch, you put up a facade of a good guy all day and-" I smirked as I came at him and

 Thunk. I tossed him down and he was locked, he closed his eyes in reflex. He raised his elbow for a blow.

"Roar, You're in with the wrong guy." I heard Zephyrus 's voice.

I tapped on my cochlear implants in disbelief.

My body stalled in shock, my pupils dilated, and my eyes popped out wide.

WTH did I just assault a wrong person?

"Come out ASAP. The man you're beating is not the one I told you." He said in despair.

I felt a surge of blood rushing to my face.

"Bitch I'm gonna hunt you down for this!" I yelled in rage.

Why the hell did she give me the wrong name!!!

I was infuriated yet embarrassed. I wanted to a dig a hole and bury myself in it.

I looked up, too ashamed and embarrassed to gaze at his eyes I bent my head down again.

I slowly gazed at him as I took a deep breath in. My eyebrows stayed furrowed as I noticed that he has just frozen with his elbow halted in the air.

He noticed my eyes at his elbows and lowered it.

"I'm extremely sorry." I said in a gentle tone.

I was too abashed to come up with some extraordinarily vocabularized apology.

But even I wasn't satisfied with my own apology.

"I honestly don't know how to apologize and even if you don't forgive me, I am really sorry for whatever I did and for all I shit I said." I admitted, honestly.

He seemed as puzzled as I am and lastly smiled at me in response.

God knows why?

"I'm sorry too," He signed.

I wonder why?

"Are you dumb?" I asked as I realised he never actually spoke.

He pulled out the pen stuck to the wall and wrote "I'm verbally challenged."

"Then I guess I'm audibly challenged" I said as I couldn't help but smile at his sudden politically-correct behaviour,

Ouch! I winced in pain. I guess my jaw is maybe dislocated.

"I'm so sorry." He signed in worry.

"Me too" I said with gritted teeth due to the pain.

POV : TOBIAS ARENDELLE

"Roar!!! Come out, you're in with the wrong person, Roar! Are you even listening for god's sake!!"

Unbelievable

I can't believe that I'm smiling at someone who just assaulted me, an on-duty doctor by mistake, and was supposed to beat up another person.

Fury surged through my veins mildly.

I looked at her with rage and signed "Let's head out, shall we?"

She nodded in response.

I gestured her to lead the way, when she turned away, I could clearly see a drop of blood dripping from her lip.

I felt so wronged, yet I couldn't help but to feel a sense of pity.

"You need help?" I signed as I picked up some tissues.

"So do you." She said as she pointed at my purple eye as she received the tissues.

We look equally terrible.

"Let's head out first." I signed firmly.

She agreed with a curt nod.

As she opened the door, I saw a male figure that towered her. But my eyes were in search of the source of that feminine voice that I had heard earlier.

"I'm so sorry, sir. We are so sorry for-" I gestured him to stop as I realized that, that source was him.

"Student, aren't you?" I signed as I raised my eyebrows at him.

I've seen him somewhere, in the institution I guess.

"He is, but YOUR FACULTY-" I glared at her as she raised her voice.

I turned towards the male figure and gestured at him "You're not verbally disabled, are you?"

He shook his head in response.

"Then you better start speaking up for yourself-" I signed, and I turned towards the lady and stated "-and This is a hospital, so you shush."

The lady was visibly fumed, I couldn't care less.

"Sir I" He paused, he slowly exhaled, his voice was cracking up.

"Sir I'm Zephyrus, a psychology student from our institution."

"And you decided to send people to assault the CEO of the institution?" I questioned.

"Sir, The assault on you was unintentional, it's all messed up, we're sorry sir, please let us go!" He pleaded in fright.

"So the assault was planned on someone else, wasn't it?" I said as I crossed my arms across my chest and interrogated him.

The lady shook her head at us.

"He was asked for sexual favours in return for marks by one of your so-called professors and on top of that he has been abused by the same professor for a whole year.

Is this the type of environment a student is getting after paying so much?

And what's up with your line of questioning, Doctor? You're trying even trying the silence me, someone who raised voice for an unheard like him, and are questioning the victim like a culprit hence clearly, your scale of justice is faulty. I'm gonna sue your entire institution for this." She said as she sharply exhaled.

I stare at her in cautious disbelief.

Sexual favours for marks.

Abused by a professor for a year!!

How can a white-collar literate like a professor be this inhuman to a student?

"Who's the Professor?" I signed to Zephyrus.

"His name starts with T and ends with E" The lady answered.

So does mine.

"It was Professor Taylor Abbotte." Zephyrus murmured as his gaze lowered.

I felt a brief moment of disbelief, How could Taylor do something this heinous?

I texted up a guy from the administrative block and told him to conduct a proper investigation on Taylor and this Zephyrus guy.

Something about this just doesn't seem right to me, maybe I'm just paranoid about it. But I feel what I feel.

I think I shouldn't have handled this the way I initially did, I need to be more calm and sensitive upon this communication.

I gestured them to follow me to my chamber and asked them to sit down.

"Before I ask you anything, I apologise for my earlier way of questioning" I admitted honestly, and he slowly nodded.

"You want to register an FIR against him?" I questioned.

"No, He's your brother, obviously he's way wealthier than me, way more influential-"

"He's your brother?" The lady asked me in disbelief.

I nodded.

"Listen Zephyrus, even if he's my brother, you don't have to worry abou-"

"Sir, Taylor sir told me to inform you that he will be here in thirty minutes." My assistant Henry said as she abruptly entered my chamber and exited in the same manner.

Surprisingly no objections arose.

A sly grin made its way to Zephyrus' face.

"So you guys want to have something?" I signed in hurry as I couldn't think of any other ways to engage them for the next thirty minutes.

"Spaghetti." Zephyrus responded, which earned him a side eye from the lady.

"How did his brother get to know that you're here?" The lady questioned him.

"Lisa, the receptionist with some extra lip colour, you remember?" He reminded her.

The lady nodded at him with a puzzled expression.

But for me, I caught a detail which I shouldn't have.

I went out of my chamber and grabbed two ice packs and handed one of them to the lady.

"Did you order the Spaghetti?" Zephyrus asked me.

"I'm about to" I signed in response as I pointed towards my phone.

"Add a diet Coke as well."

I nodded in response.

I placed his order and raised an eyebrow at the lady infront, she seems to be hesitant to order anything.

"No, thanks. I just want this case to be sorted out soon." She said as she exhaled sharply.

Something sensible, finally.

I smiled as I heard that.

Now that I look at her, she is quite a beauty.

But I wonder why I somehow find her familiar...

Within a few minutes the waiters of our hospital canteen show up with the ordered food and served us both soup and him, the spaghetti and coke he wished for.

The soup was warm and light just as I would prefer.

Before I could've another spoonful of it, Taylor arrived.

I gestured at him to get in.

He saw my bruises, purple eye, wrinkled shirt, her bleeding lip and her one hand supporting her jaw and his eyes widened at me, but I had no time for his questions, because this time, the one facing the heat of the questions will be him.

"You know him, don't you?" I questioned Taylor.

Taylor glanced at Zephyrus, he took a minute to take in the situation and slowly nodded.

"Toby, he's a student, I'd obviously know him." He shrugged.

"Is that why you decided to harass him and abuse him for a year?" I questioned as I pounded on the desk.

The noise echoed.

"Harass!" Taylor seemed speechless.

He immediately opened his phone and went to Google photos and last year's timeline showed us numerous pictures capturing their affectionate moments of them kissing, hugging and smiling at the camera.

From Taylor's proposal to Zephyrus in Paris, Sharing a kiss in the New York time square, cozy moments in their first home to the kiss infront of the Benz he gifted Zephyrus, nothing looks forced.

"Toby, this opportunist and I were in a fourteen-month-long relationship, and he cheated on me, and now that I'm in a happy relationship with another girl, he has gone insane, and he has started some filthy rumours about my girl and what not, and now THIS!!

I can't believe that you're stooping so low, Zeph!"

"Why her! Why not me, Tay. You loved me more than anyone ever could, after that love bombing, why did you push me away, why did you let me go, why did you not chase me? Why are you not responding to me the way you used to?" He refused to accept the fact that Taylor has moved on.

"I'm in a relationship with someone else, that's why. I don't love you anymore, that's why. I don't want to see your face anymore, that's why." Taylor said it out loud and clear.

"If it means to sue you to get a glance of you atleast in the courtroom hearings, I'm up for it." Zephyrus declared.

"Why don't you realise that I've done all of this for you, babe? I've loved you with all that I could muster up?" Zephyrus literally begged Taylor with his eyes welled up as he held Taylor's hand.

Thwack

The lady infront of me slapped the shit outta him.

Why do I end up finding this agressive lady interesting.

"You think, harassment and abuse accusations are a joke? You use them to manipulate and blackmail people, have some shame!!"

"Love makes you do ridiculous things, This poor heart can not live without him. You just won't ever get it, Roar, you just won't."

The lady and I couldn't help but roll out eyes at her.

"We are over, Zeph. The faster you get in your thick skull, the better it will be, for both of us." Taylor asserted.

Zephyrus started tearing up again. The lady facepalmed in embarrassment.

"Not sorry to interrupt you, but if you're done with your performance I'll drop you home." The lady said without bating an eye.

"I'm not going anywhere with you, go to hell!" He nearly screamed at her.

"Suit yourself, bitch." The lady shrugged.

"Don't worry I'll send him home." Taylor initiated.

I and her shared a glance in surprise.

I glared at Taylor, he doesn't seem to have noticed.

This boy is off to no good.

Taylor and Zephyrus left the room.

The lady picked up her belongings to leave.

"I can drop you home, only if you don't mind" I offered.

"No, thanks, I've brought my car." She rejected without a second thought.

I smile faintly as I stepped back.

"But you can accompany me to the parking lot, I mean, only if you don't mind."

My mouth twitched in a quick suppressed smile.