girl meets surgeon, flashback to confrontation part 2

I froze. 

What was i thinking?! I should have waited for an answer! What should I do now? He told me to stop and I am gonna make a bolt for it, towards the door. I can not stay in this room. It is a gamble and the stakes are high but there is no way he will catch me, right? 

Okay, okay. Let me breathe and calm down. Alyssa thought to herself as she took a deep breath as inaudible as she could because she did not want to alert the man behind her. 

Okay, it is quiet, He is not moving and he might not be aware of my movements especially if I catch him off gaurd. I mean, why does he want me to stay anyway? ( sigh) Let me stop overthinking and focus. 

( I counted in my head so that I could make a beeline for the door) One, Two, Three...Now! I ran. I did not look back and ran towards the main door I used earlier to escape this peculiar situation. I got to the door and reached for the doorknob. I turned it to the right and pulled the door but it did not bulge. Was the door locked? But how because I just used it and it was not locked. 

I decided to look around the door and I figured out the reason behind the locked door, it had an integrated advanced tech lock and monitor besides it which meant that ...

" I locked the door, I hope you do not mind." A cool voice rudely interrupted my train of thought. Wait, the voice sounded way too closer than before, I froze and held my breath because he was right behind me but at a safe distance at least.

Should I turn around? Is he still shirtless? 

" I asked you to stay put and you decided to run. Did they not teach you to follow commands from your superiors at your previous school. Do you not know of a hierarchy?" He said in a sarcastic but slightly amused tone. So he was toying with me. 

" No, they did not and they did not have to since my school is not a military hospital and the term 'hierarchy' is foreign to us." I stated matter of factly. " Also it is still my current school." I added 

"Huh? I can't hear you, my lady. How am I supposed to hear a person who is talking to the door and not me." He stated like his statement was the most logical thing he had to say. I had the feelimg he was enjoying this but I wasn't. 

" Well, maybe if you had a shirt on I would not need to talk to the door, sir." I snapped while I folded my arms and emphasized on the 'sir' part because of his "hierarchy" comment earlier. 

His sudden laughter startled me, I immediately jumped towards him and nearly made contact with him, phew lucky I did not. I could still feel some warmth radianting from his body though which made me squirm forward just a little, back to the comfort of the door which i was still facing. 

" Oh, so is that why you faced the wall and attempted to escape?" He asked after recovering from his laughing fit earlier. " Rest assured, you can turn around now, It is PG 13 now." He said in a voice that still had a tinge of laughter in it. 

I did not bulge. I needed to stop and remember why I came here, I should not let myself get roped in by his flow or pace. 

" Or you can choose to remain there, up to you but just so you know, I will need to use that door later so remember to at least move aside for me." He said as he moved away from me. I instantly felt the warmth disappearing,I think it is mainly because I am too sensitive to the cold, that is why I was able to note the difference.

"Actually... I wanted to ask you something about earlier." I started 

" Like I said, I can not speak to you while you are facing the wall." he said as he stopped walking then added " come to the lounge when you feel like talking to me directly not through a wall." He stated then walked away this time his voice lacked the initial playfulness and may be it was because I mentioned the incidence that occured earlier. Was he remorseful? 

The office was like a live-in office with all his basic necessities and I was kinda curious as to wether he'd actually own a home because he did look like the type to rent an apartment. I got to the lounge and made my way to the furtherest seat I could find from him. 

" What did you want to speak about my lady?" He asked in a playful tone. Honestly, he switches sides way too quickly. 

"Why did you do that earlier?"I asked 

" Do what, my lady?"He asked back not changing his tone of voice whatsoever 

" Why did you ask me to declare that she had passed away?"I asked more directly this time in a serious and grave voice. Despite all the anger earlier all I had left was sadness and just choking out these words and remembering the scene was taking a toll. 

" What? you did not like the attention?" He asked with a smirk.

" It is not about the attention, what you made me do earlier was a little too harsh." I spoke without filtering because that is how I really saw it.

" Oh?"he asked with an arched brow. Oops his smile and playful nature was gone now, probably for good. " Harsh? Miss, may I ask if that won't be a part of your job description ? What will you do when you have your first patient die on you,huh?" he asked 

" I would certainly handle the situation a whole lot different than you did, sir." I said and I used 'sir' as we had went back to formal speech it seems. 

" Different how?" He asked in a netural voice. He was getting more and more intidmidating. 

" I would not have just said it out like that with no feeling behind it like you did." I snapped at him, maybe I am wrong but I do not like how he still does not want to admit that he should have done things differently. 

" Oh? Will the 'feeling' you are referring to bring her back?" He asked with a straight face. This was just plain cruel, I felt a lump forming in my throat. This is not how a doctor should be talking about someone's life.

" Sir, the procedure was done in front of many eyes and all eyes were on the professor in hope that he would be able to save Anna. You killed their morale and hope."I stated looking straight at him 

" And would that morale bring her back or save her?" He asked 

" No but..." 

" Then this conversation is not going anywhere." He stated matter of factly. 

" If you are thinking about whether if i picked you for a specific reason, I did not. I randomly picked a person I thought was the most calm in that situation and that happened to be you." He added nonchalantly.

This is not how I envisioned the conversation would go. 

" Here is a piece of advice, the minute health professionals involve emotions in an emergency situation, they are simply gonna cost the hospital lives and you should walk away from such a situation. I chose you because you seemed like you had your emotions under control...maybe I was mistaken" He concluded 

I did not have anything to say back to him and I just sat there fighting off my tears. Then I simply stood up and walked to the door and this time he'd better open the door for me to leave. 

Then I heard him say, " Very handsome." I stopped in my tracks 

" My name, Calix means very handsome. It was a pleasure to have this little chat with you, my lady. See you soon." He said again with what I recognized as his playful nature again. He is the real life example of being hot then cold. 

I did not acknowledge him and simply walked to the door. But then I stopped, turned around and said 

"For me, it was not a pleasure and I do hope we never meet again." I gave a bow and turned to open the door.

Then I heard him chuckle and say " Oh, how enticing. We will see."