I'm Sorry

Part 28

"What..?" She let out a frustrated sigh, but her face showed otherwise.

"I said.... I'm sorry..." I tried to look at her eyes, as I thought.

Her eyes were glassy like she was holding back tears, but she never even dared to turn and look at my way, and her expression was stern.

"What will change when you say that?" Her head snapped towards me, eyes were as wide as mine before, but then replaced with remorse when she looked down. Legs no longer crossed, her hands rested on her lap as she fiddled her fingers once again.

"I don't know...." she admitted. I looked at her avoided gaze, biting her lower lip from the anxiety.

"Why do you actually say sorry for..?"

"I'm sorry about.....what happened to you... I'm sorry about putting you into so much trouble, I'm sorr--"

"Can your apologies turn me back to normal?" The question had taken her aback, she was deep in thought. Something inside her head actually snapped.

She was thinking,

"No..." she spoke as in a soft whisper.

"If it can't change me back, then don't say sorry." As I spoke those words loud and clear, finally our gazes met, her eyes was still in a bit of a shock, and it took almost a minute until our gazes were interrupted.

Suddenly came a loud thud from the entrance, we both turned to look at the intruder.

"Good evening, guys. Nice night we're having." Priscilla strutted into the infirmary with two guards behind her.

Ugh.

Priscilla stopped beside Angela, and I could see the doc wasn't happy to see her.

"Time's almost up, Angela. So... as promised, tell me about your Overwatch friends. Or... you can tell me about the research. You can choose." She chirped.

"I choose neither." She answered blankly. But Priscilla didn't falter. The gun that she used to shoot me, now pointed at the doctor's head, yet she didn't budge.

"Then you choose your death." She was about to pull the trigger, but I quickly interrupted.

"Knock it off, Priscilla." She stopped her finger from pulling the trigger, and turned to look at me.

"Shut up, merc. You don't have the authority here." She smug. But I just smirked.

"In fact, I do. Her interrogation is my responsibility and always will. You, only gave the order to kill her when he told you to. Now, thanks to you..." I paused, her face twisted into a frown.

"Her death sentence was delayed because YOU shot me. My interrogation was cut short because of your own stupidity." Suddenly she switched heads from Angela's to mine. I only gave out a chuckle. She was a tad bit furious as the gun now pointed to me.

"Watch it, Pris. You know what happens when you kill me, right?" She didn't budge, but slowly she huffed out an angry grunt and swing the gun away from me. She turned back to the exit of the infirmary along with her two 'dogs' following her from behind.

She stopped to look at me one last time, pointing the gun at me as if she was threatening.

"You mark my words, merc. Someday, you'll pay for what you did to Gordon!" Then she left. I saw that Angela was a bit stunned, then she looked at me.

"Go back to your room, doc. I need to be alone for a while." I spoke, not looking at her. She was confused, but now's not the time. I don't have much seconds to spare.

"But--" without warning, I pulled her hand into mine, I hastily placed something on her palm, letting her grip on it securely into her grasp. I quickly raised my body up from the bed, not actually wincing this time; held both her shoulders and looked straight at her widened eyes.

"Go back. Wait for me tomorrow at 10 in the morning sharp." Her gaze shifted to the item in her grasp, and her mouth went agape for a moment before she turned to look at me.

"You..."

"There's not much time left. Do as I say, and go back. I'll be there." I could see her eyes started to water, and she hugged the item that I just gave to her to her chest, holding onto it, like it was the most precious thing in the world.

Then a stray tear fell on her soft cheek.

"Thank you..." she whispered softly, yet it was clear to my ears. I was speechless.

She lifted her face and looked at my eyes. I gestured her to go back, and she nodded. She got up from her seat, and the guards at the entrance got the cue. She followed the guards as they escorted her, but before she was gone from my sights,

She took a quick glance back to look at me.
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Hey hey hey! I'm back! Thnx guys for the loyalty to wait (for how long?) for the next chapter. Hope you guys enjoyed this part. And thank you for the kind comments in the previous A/N, I felt a bit glad that you guys are being considerate.

But I have to say this. I actually lost my mood to write atm. (since it's my holiday time, I got some other stuff to do like playing games or learning to use CLIP STUDIO PAINT). And some unexpected things happened in the house (which make me even more lazy to write anything productive).

Hope you guys bear with me. Thnks for all the support guys.