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"Actually, the accident wasn't so serious but she started bleeding in her brain. In most cases, the patient hardly survives and may even go into coma but her's is different. I guess she was fortunate enough or..." He faced one of the interns. "No, it can't be! It's so extraordinary. I mean, in my 15 years of experience, no one have ever survived this. I mean... she's so exceptional, Right?"

"Yes..." the interns nodded in agreement.

I sat up and muttered.
"Don't worry, doc. I'll be fine, really."

They stared at me as if they were shocked at my words.

"Are you sure?" Jordan asked.

I smiled and rested my back on the soft pillow, sitting up right.

"Yes, I'm fine now."

"Is she really fine? Can she be discharged soon?" 

"Sure... S.sure, If you say so." He takes off the drip attached to my hand.
"Pay her medical bills and make sure she never miss her medication."

"Okay doctor, thanks a lot for everything."

"She's completed this bag, She'll be discharged this evening" He and the interns walked out of the ward.

"Thanks..." I whisphered softly as my lips form a smile. Immediatly they left, Jordan pressed his palms into the pressure of my neck. He gently laid on the bed beside me, cadling my head to his chest. I was soo shocked. I opened my eyes wide as I felt goosebumps rising on my skin. What exactly am I feeling? Is this what they call love or is it just fear? I could hear his heartbeats so fast and clear do-dooom! do-dooom!!

Jordan slightly brushed his fingers through the hair that was covering my one side of my face.

"Errrr.... W...what are you doing beck? "

"Thank goodness. I thought I was going to loose you."

"Don't be so emotional now, I'm fine. Let's prepare and leave here. I hate hospitals."

"Okay, fine." He frowned and quickly stood up. "What happened now, don't mention it to anyone or else?"

"Else what?" I closed my eyes in pain, rubbing my forehead as if it would fall from my neck any time soon.

Tilting to my direction.

"Are you sure you're fine."

"I was only pretending" I laughed at his actions."I'm fine, idiot. Let's get going!"

"Whatever..." He mumbled as I carried the drug-bag.

"I think acting is better. You can't even help me with this?" I pointed the drug-bag to him. "How arrogant you are!"

"Imagine? I don't help girls. Everyone knows that."

"But why did you help me last night? You probably saved my life or do you perhaps have feelings fo-"

"G-i-r-l-s... Just because I helped you didn't mean I have any feelings for you. Perhaps, you're not my type." His eyebrows formed into a perpertual frown.

"Oh, really? It's good because you're not my type as well. I just wanted to make things clear."

"Let's go!" He walked out and I followed him.

When we got to where he parked his car outside, I stopped him.

"Bye now, Ill take a cab there."

"W...hat? Whats the point? We're passing the same road anyway."

"It's a dangerous world you know. And perhaps, you dont help girls. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, really."

He suddenly grabbed my arm and pushed me into his car.

'How rude! How annoying?!' I thought within my self. I sat down calmly but my heart was racing. Jordan skowly ride through the road, I pray step dad wont find me here... It would be the greatest shock of ny life.

An awkward silence reigned through the drive. I can't imagine what could be going on in his dirty mind. What do you expect form Jordan Beckford? He actually forced me into his totally classic, air-conditioned car but it looked like I couldn't breath properly. How I wish I took a cab instead... Ughhh!

He brought out a pack of cigarette from his glove compartment box. He removed a stick and lit it.

"Oh! What was I thinking? He's just like step-dad, Isn't he?" I looked at him annoyingly and started to cough.

He noticed and threw away the cigeratte. After a while, I decided to break the silence

"Can I turn on the radio?"

He didn't reply so I took a 'yes' for an answer. I pressed the on button and a deep, slow, opera-like song was playing:

'Come close to me, I need you now....
Be my Eve and Let's be together, I'll be your crown...'

My heart soared like a released eagle, flying in the blue forest sky. My whole body shievered and I became confused. Jordan cleared his throat, it was as if he felt the same way.

I pressed another button to change the channel.

'...And if you need me,
You gatta-gatta-gatta-gatta love me harder. Love me harder...'

Jezz! How I so hate this Ariana Grande's boring song. Another chill bomb ran through my spine. I quickly switched it off, staring at the road too. He looked at me a couple of times as if he wanted to ask me something but he didn't. The rest of the ride went silent untill we got to a corner, just at the street before mine.

"Thanks for giving me a free ride home."

Opening the door, his hand mistakenly touched mine, I flicked.

My heartbeat was increasing so was the awkward silence. And the strange heat in his air-conditioned car.

"R...red! Wait a minute."

I waited and watched his lip trembling to say a word.
"R..rest well and use your drugs. I'll see you on Monday."

"Thanks, bye." I quickly came down of his car and walked away. He watched me for a moment as if we wanted to know where I actually lived.

I waited after a while for him to him to first leave, to take off. He watched me from a distance and then he zoomed away into the empty road.

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It was my first time entering his Chevrolet Corvette jeep. Well, not bad. As I walked down the street, I thought about all what happened.

I stared at the road and I kept thinking of words to expain how I spent the night in the hospital. Stepdad would almost kill me if he knows about Jordan. Surely, he would.

If I hadn't heal myself, I would have died or probably be in a coma now. I dont think I can ever muster up the coursge and decide to reveal the truth of my true self. It might be that some truths, makes us more uncomfortable than lies... but will I ever say this truth?Now, how do I face stepdad?...

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Jordan's P.O.V

As I drove back home, I wondered why I wasn't able to say any thing. From now on, I... might do more things I might be sorry for. Hurting my mum, Getting expelled from school... And the worst, having an affection for someone like Marella Zale. I shouldn't do this.  I'm scared, I'm already a monster. I'm scared of hurting her when I can't stop hurting myself. I promise not to hurt you, Red. I'm scared I might later become a good boy.

Even while I was sitting close, right next to her, I couldn't say what I feel. I need to figure it out, What Is this I feel. I've never really help any girl, why she?... Why red? I couldn't even stay till the end of my own birthday party... Which is so savage of me, I know.

He switched on his phone and saw :

260 missed call, 12 messages and 583 messages from 35 chats. He scrolled through his phone.

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