Rachel's P-O-V

'So, Ms. Morris, how soon can we expect you to join?' the white haired interviewer asked me. A smile of hope crossed my face.

'Anytime you say Sir.' I said happily.

'Hmm..good. How about next Monday?' he asked.

'Fine with me.' I said. 'I mean the quicker it is it's good for me.' I added.

My heart paced with a rush od adrenaline all over my body. I guess I finally found the solution.

The three interviewers looked at one another.

'Well Ms. Morris, we must clear you that as per our company's policy we'll be holding up the salary of your first three months which you would be paid together in the forth month of your service.' The lady said as if she read my mind.

What! But, I need it urgently!

'What! But seems a little inconvinient Sir..Madam.' I said. 'Can I not have the money in advance?' I asked.

'I'm afraid not Ms. Morris. It's against our policy.' The other guy said. I sighed.

Gulping, I took a deep breath. I guess this one's gone too.

'Okay then.' I said. 'I guess I should leave.' I said.

'Good luck for your future.' They said handing me my file.

I walked out of the room with my numb body and thoughtless mind.

This one's lost too and I could do nothing. My head throbbed as I came out of the building. My future is  filled with the smokes of uncertainty and I don't know if I can ever see past them.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, getting me off my thoughts. It's from mom.

Rachel: Hey Mom.

Mom: Hello Rache..where are you? Come quick. You dad collapsed in the bathroom. (sobs)

Rachel: What? When? (Shouts in shock)

Mom: 10 minutes ago. We called the Ambulance.

Rachel: Yes Take him to Life View Hospitals. I'm coming. (Restlessly)

Disconnected

I was breathing restlessly. Dad! No! I can't let anything happen to him. I ran fast to the bus stand.

My phone beeped again and this time it was Dean.

Dean: Hello Rache! Where are you? What about your Job? You had an interview, right?

Rachel: Nothing Dean. Lost that too. (Through fast breathing amidst the run)

Dean: Rache..you're okay?

Rachel: (Holding her tears back)..Dean..Dad ...He..he collapsed in the bathroom. I'm heading to Life View Hospitals. (Sobbing)

Dean: What? When? (Surprised)

Rachel: Shall talk to you later. Bye.

I disconnected the phone wiping my eyes as I saw the bus making its way.

I jumped in amidst the crowd. Seats were all occupied.

'Hey! Isn't that Rachel from wwe?' I heard someone mutter.

'What is she doing here?'

I walked through the crowd holding a pole trying to keep myself from falling down.

No. I'm not wwe's Rachel anymore. I'm just a destitute who has no idea what to do. I had just enough money for necessary sustainance of this month. And the moment I thought things in wwe were giving me the required oxygen, fate decided to olay this cruel game. My eyes closed and a tear rolled down.

****

20 minutes later

I ran to the reception of Life View Hospitals.

'Ronald Morris..' I said in a cracked voice. Frustration and urge to break down lacing my voice too evidently.

'Just a minute ma'am..' the receptionust said and looked at her computer. 'Well, he's waiting for admission in the third room from left.' The receptionist said.

'What!' I shouted. 'He's in a state of crisis and you still did not admit him! Is this you call a hospital?' I screamed gathering atteention.

'Cool down Ma'am. I guess the patient didn't deposit the fees yet.' The receptionist said.

'..and so you let him die.' I screamed almost. 'Listen..if something happens to my father today, I will not spare any of you.' I hissed and rushed to the direction she said.

My blood rushed all over my body. Sweat and tears mingled all over my face. My heart pacing and my limbs chasing my thought.

I ran to see dad lying in a stretcher, mom and Rena crying beside him.

'Rache!' Mom squealed as she saw me. I ran beside her and hugged her tight, both wailing publicly.

'Did you get the money Rache?' she asked filled with sobs, breaking the hug. I shook my head and burst to tears.

'They won't give me any money for three months Mom.' I explained. 'I didn't take the job.'

Mom almosed fazed backing her steps away. She howled out and fell on her knees.

'Mom!' Rena screamed and sat by her crying. I sobbed by my Dad's side.

'I'm sorry Dad!' I sobbed. I failed as a daughter.

'Hey! What's all this going on here?' a doctor entered the room; '…and you didn't deposit the fees yet?' he asked looking at Mom.

I walked to him.

'Doc please..I folded my hands….my Dad's gonna die. I promise I'll deposit the money within tomorrow, please.' I pleaded.

'Yes Sir..please have mercy on my husband. He already has a pacemaker placed an year ago.' Mom pleaded.

The doctor debated for a second w8thin himself and then walked to Dad. He took Dad's hand and measured his pulse, he looked at his eyes and placed a hand on his chest.

'Well..I think you should get him to the ICU as soon as possible.' The doctor said.

'What's wrong with him Doctor?' I asked with a fearlful heart.

'Well, I guess it is failing measurably. Not a single beat.' He said with a sigh. Rena gasped.

'Dad!' She picked my his hand and held it closer sobbing.

I, on the other hand, was frozen.

'No, doctor..no..my husband..please, tell he'll be fine..' mom begged.

Tears were running off my eyes silently.

'Can't you people afford to admit him today?' The doctor asked looking at her pitifully.

'I don't have a penny doctor…but, I promise to deposit tomorrow. I do...please save my Dad.' I said honestly through my tears. I know something or the other wilm turn up tomorrow. But, today...I have to save Dad.

The Doctor looked down at Dad and then back at us.

'By the way, who was treating him? If he agrees to treat and consider the fees for a day, may be…' he suggested.

'It's Dr. Johnson.' I said.

'Hmm.. okay..I'll talk to him about..' he said trying to remember the name.

'Morris. Ronald Morris.' I said. 'Please Doctor..please save my father.' I pleaded to him one last time.

'I'll try Miss Morris.' He said patting my shoulder.

****

Dr. Johnson was at Toronto. He won't be back until a week. The doctor, who spoke with us said he was sorry he couldn't help us, not being an expert in cardiology. There was Dr. Pollard, a specialist but he wasn't ready to treat without peoper deposition. The Doctor who spoke with us..Dr. Robertson managed to get Dad a bed in a ward out of pity but he said that's all he could do because convincing Dr. Pollard was impossible.

Me and Mom stood for an hour in feont of Dr. Pollard's cabin. We explained everything to his assistant and the lady went inside a number of times and came out with the excuse that the doctor qas busy. I knew what the doctor said. Of course, this isn't a public hospital. Why would he be ready to treat my Dad without the money being paid?

Mom's face shrung as she kept requesting the assistant in vain. Rena was with Dad. The dried tears on her face, the helpless pleads of my mom and the breathless body of my Dad were haunting my soul.

No. I can't see them like this. I failed them. If it wasn't because of my ignorance,  may be I wouldn't have injured my knee and may be...I'd still be a wwe superstar. May be Hunter would have grated me..

I didn't know when the thoughts clutched my consciousness so hard that I started taking steps without me knowing.

This is all my fault. My family trusted me and I failed them. Seth...he wasn't there too. I am lost...somewhere even I don't know.

****

The terrace of the seventh floor..I stood at the edge measuring my death. Dr. Pollarf refused to acknowledge my father. There's no way out. It's over. I can't see my father die this way or my mother work as a domestic help or my sister stripping in a night club for money. I stepped a foot in the air ahead.

'Good bye everyone.' I said in a whisper as tears rolled.

I slowly tipped by other toe and..

'Rache!' I heard a loud yell.

Rena!

I slowly turned back.

'What are you doing Rache?' she said rushing to me, frowning her eyes.

'Don't stop me Ren..I'm made my decision.' I said in a cracked voice. Thankfully, no one was around. 'I can't see my father die.' I screamed.

'Rache...no..stop this..! Our Dad's not dying.' Rena said grabbing my wrist and pulling me off. I looked at her confused.

'Yes Rache! Angels came in disguise. They..they paid for Dad.' She said with tears of happiness lacing her voice.

'Angels paid? Who?' I asked surprised.

'I don't know them. They said they know you.' She informed.

'It's all because of you Rache. Dad will be fine. Dr. Pollard aleady went to treat him. He'll be fine.' She explained.

I couldn't decipher anything she said. It was like hakf an hour ago that I came here unmindfully thinking of my fate. When did all this happen?

Who could that be the ones that paid? I don't take favours and all my friends know that. Still..It can't be Dean or Renee…I gasped as I remebered. Is Colby back?

'Let's go Rache..' Rena said, a hopeful smile on her face.

I nodded following her.

*****

Update!

How do you like the chapter?

Poor Rachel!

But, who do you think paid for her father's admisssion?

Is Seth really back?