We moved down for what seemed like three floors and as we were about to move down the last four steps.....

.....there was a blast.

I heard a loud thud. I didn't feel anything just the sensation of unbeatable pain. I was sort of encaged.
Is it what it feels like to die? I don't see any white light. I don't see any brightness. I don't feel any contentment. All I could see was darkness. All I feel is encagement and hardness.
Like what?
Is that your definition of death?
Hi! You're here as well?
Here as in?
Heaven...
For gods sake.
What?
"Were you planning to get blown up alone?" I heard a muffled voice say.
I smelt something nice. Wow! Heaven smells nice!.

"Are you all right? Did he touch you? **** you're bleeding." The same voice said, a bit softly. People swear in heaven as well?
I looked up.
WHAT?

THE

SUPER

HELL????????

God? Can't he even leave me alone after death?
Does that mean he is dead as well?
No. Don't let it be so.
"Say something. I'll tear apart his limbs, just speak for gods sake."

I realised that I was encaged in his arms, lying on the top of him. His arms were around my waist probably because the pain glasses caused was constant, undisturbed. I looked up and saw him staring at me intently.

"Are you dead?" I said.
"What? No I ain't, neither are you okay, just breathe it's fine." He said and brought a hand near my hair.
"Excuse me, I'm breathing alright, I don't need your help. Leave me." I said rudely.
What? I can't be dependant on him. He already has someone in his life.
Where did that come from?
Tell me, if your chocolate is being given to someone else, even if that person has been kissed by a dementor, would you like it?
No.
Then? He's  her chocolate....I don't want her to not like it.

You are hurt on head.
Whatever!
He looked at me in a twisted manner, however, I felt his hands loosen around me.
I pushed his firm chest and tried to get up. The position was already enough compromising. I realised that I wasn't dead. He had pulled me into a cage of his hands and jumped so that his back hit the ground and I laid at the top of him. We weren't very far from the building which had blasted.
Where did my life go from being all about cookie dough to worsening hell?

"Are you alright? You're badly hurt? Leave your attitude for once. You're bleeding so much." He said with a frown.
"It's normal for me." I said and immediately bit my tongue. Crazy, crazy Eve.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow.
Okay, now this is going to be embarrassing.
"Normal for all the women I mean. You know..." I trailed off.
Talking to a lizardman about bad days isn't a good idea, now is it?
"That is different." He said still frowning.
"Now we aren't standing here and discussing about women's monthly problems, are we?" I said and moved forward.
"Wait, car is that side." He said and pointed towards his car.
"I'm not coming with you." I said. I had to go and find Mia.
"Are you freaking insane? You are bleeding so much. Come with me or I'll have to drag you." He said.
"Dare touch me. Ouch." I said as I tripped over a bit. My legs and hands and back and neck and infact the whole body was screaming with pain.

"Miss Stanford try to understand. You're hurt and I have no clue what that ****** has done to you. You don't want to talk, nobody will force you just take care of yourself. Try to understand. I promise I'll kill that person in the worst way possible for everything. Come with me." He said this all so sincerely. My brain was still angry at him for being a cheater and risking his life. I am an exception. He isn't. He could have died and his child would have had to grow up without him.

But some unknown voice was screaming to give in.
I stomped my feet but nonetheless yielded.

We sat in the car and I looked out of the window. The pain and anger were fighting and anger was winning. I was so damn angry that my brain was clouded due to the venom in my head.

"Take me home." I said.
He looked at me and then said, "I'm taking you to the hospital. I'll call everybody there." He said.
"No. Home."
"Why don't..." He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You need to see a doctor and I need to get you checked up. I'm not sure how much blood would be needed. Don't fight with me, once you're alright, you can fight with me all you want." He said calming himself down.

"Home or wait.." I said and opened the door. That was bad. Opening the door while the car is moving isn't good at all, I know but I had anger issues, I couldn't help it.
"Miss Stanford." He said and held on to my arm.
The car skidded a bit but he balanced it.
"Alright, I'm taking you home. Don't self harm." He said. He was looking angry by the way his knuckles whitened and his nerves popped out. I was angrier.

We reached home. It was evening time. I rushed inside. Matt, Lilly and Ava were standing there. They gawked at me. I muttered some curse words and headed towards the small wash basin at the side of the living room.

I splashed my face at least seven times and moved back towards the kitchen. I wiped my face and took out a bottle of water, quenching my thirst.

"Eve, you alright?" Matt said.

"Your lips are swollen Eve?" Lilly said.
"Shut up Lilly. You couldn't see the blood? You couldn't see the cut on my bottom lip? All you could see is the damn swelling. Yes I've been making out with my kidnapper. I could do nothing better." I said exasperated. "Just get out of my sight."
"No..."
"Get. Out. Leave." I said.
She left and Matt followed.
"Ava just pull this dress away." I said. The pain was increasing.
"Here?" She asked cautiously.
"I'm wearing a damn tracksuit underneath." I admitted.
"What? Did any one force you?" Lizardman gritted.

"Do it." I ignored him. I was sore, alright. I was angry and mad at him as well.
Ava slowly pulled the dress apart and revealed my odd-looking track suit. I needed that regularly.
I was shocked mom and dad weren't there but kind of happy as well.
"Sir, they're here." I heard someone say. I turned my head to see a police officer standing there.
"Let them in. Miss Stanford, I've called some paramedics, get these pieces removed." He said.
"What is your problem? I'm not dying alright. Just..." I started.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, "For mom and dad's sake?" He said.
I sat down without another word. Two nurses along with a man carrying a lot of stuff entered the living room. I heard them gasp.
"Sir, she already seems to have lost quite a lot of blood, lets take her to the hospital. We can't risk." She said nervously.
"Just damn pull them out if you can or just..." I started but Ava kept a finger on my lip.
"You try to take them out. Be as soft as you can be." He said and strode to stand beside me.
I was sitting with my arms on both my sides, breathing heavily.
I closed my eyes as I felt warm pricking liquid come in contact with my skin.
She slowly pulled out glass pieces. Each caused me hell lot of pain. I didn't make a sound. Don't count the number of nails I broke as I bore them into the material of the sofa. Like hell, I was seriously sitting in the living room.
Once in between, the handsome cheat tried to keep a hand on my shoulder. I jerked it off and turned to face another direction.

I felt something prick my left shoulder and turned. Guess it was too late. I felt dizzy and each pore of my body which had been throbbing due to immense pain was forcing to give in. I was literally dying to shut my eyes close but my brain just didn't understand. Anger, anger, anger and anger.
I could take it no more when I stood up but shut my eyes after swaying a bit. The last statement of mine was, "Don't let the doctors examine me before I say." Hope he listens.

:::
I opened my eyes and as expected, found myself in a hospital room. Bandages all around my body, turned towards my left, and that idiotic machine of an IV attached. I could hear beeping sound as well. I tried to lay on my back but it just hurt. God! Ughgh.

The beeping sound sort of increased. I looked at it, now in a sitting position, ready to pull it apart and move out.
The door opened and entered a doctor followed by several nurses.
"Mrs..."
"Its Miss Stanford." I gritted. "Did anyone check me up?"
"Please lay down. It's not good for you to get up. No we haven't done any check ups on you as told by Mr Jayce. Only changed your clothes and bandaged you. We'll just call your family, they wanted to meet you." He said approaching me and laying down again, but this time on my right side.
"I don't wanna meet anyone. Just tell them that I'm alive and I don't wanna see anyone. I don't wanna talk." I said and shut my eyes. How will I face them?

"But ma'am, they have been waiting since yesterday." He said.
"No."
"Please Ma'am"
I ignored him but instead of taking a no, he went out and called everybody in.
Mommy-daddy, mom-dad and lizardman entered the room. He still looked handsome even if his beard has grown quite much. His eyes had bags under them. The girl would have asked him to take her shopping and all while I was away. And wouldn't have let him sleep.

As if I care.

They all just stood there while Mr Jayce approached me.
"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?" He said slightly taking hold of my left wrist.
I pulled it away from him then hissed falsely so that no one understands. He must've though.
"Keep laying." He said as I made effort to sit.
I sat down and looked at there faces.
Mom came near me. "Eve, how are you? All this is just so bad. We missed you." She spoke.
I looked away when dad also approached me. "My princess, what happened? Who did this? What did he.." He started.
"There is no doubt about that dad." Mr Jayce said.
"I don't wanna talk." I said.
A look of hurt crossed their faces but they understood.
Mommy and daddy came and mommy started touching my bandages lightly. I just stared blankly.
"Everything will be alright my child. We will wait for as long as you want, just don't feel lonely." Daddy said.
I nodded without looking.

They all just sat there while the lizardman stood near me, staring at me intently.
I kept a hand on my face rubbing it slightly. "Hey! Don't do that." He said.

"I'm sorry parents, I'm just not wanting to talk to anyone. That is why I said that I didn't want to meet anyone." I am a d!itch but not a serious case. I was just angry and had a mission to accomplish.

"It's fine." They said. I thought they'll leave. No offence but still.
"Ma'am your food." The nurse entered the room and the doctor trailed behind.

"I don't want to eat anything." I said.
"It's not good for you..." He started.
"Listen Doctor I would highly appreciate if you would stop telling me what's good and what's not good for me otherwise I don't think it would be good for you. I said I didn't want to meet anyone, you disagreed. Now I'm not gonna have this food even if hell breaks lose. Take it away." I shouted.
All eyes were glued on me. I blinked. Once, twice, thrice still.
"Leave." Mr Jayce said, taking the tray from the nurse's hands.

I could feel their gazes but no one spoke.
"May I come in?" I heard a very familiar voice say.
I kept a hand on my face and then gulped down some water. I couldn't let him see this side of mine.
"Come in."
The door opened and there he stood in all his glory.
"Eve." He said and just threw himself upon me, hugging me tightly.
Mom and Mr Cheat moved but I gestured them to stop.
I kept a hand around his back and the other one in his hair. My hospital gown was slowly becoming wet on the left shoulder and his strong grip hurt.
"I missed you." He said.
"Hmm." I finally felt somewhat better.
"How are you?" He asked still holding onto me, his voice muffled.
"Uh I'm good. Actually I'd be better if you would just leave my back." And immediately he pulled away.
I held his handsome face in my hands and raised and eyebrow.
"Crying? You? I'm fine. We can talk." I said wiping his tears.
"I thought that you were.." He trailed.
"That I was?"
"That you were.."
"Dead?" I said.
He opened his mouth to say something but then nodded.
He looked up at me when I did not speak.
"I'm sorry." He said. The whole room staring at me while I stared at him.
"I will not die till the time I get the payback of all the ice creams and chocolates you've stolen from me, okay? It's not that easy to get rid of me. Dead? Me? Even the thought makes me laugh. That is why I say, you have no brain. I don't give loans." I said.
The tension in the atmosphere lost weight.
He smiled. "That way, I shall never pay those back."
"Hey you are still crying. You know how much I hate this." I said. "I'm gonna tell this to all your girlfriends."
"Shsh." He said while the parents chuckled.
"Tell me, you're fine right? What did that d..."
I kept a finger on his lips and shook my head.
I gestured towards mom and dad.
"I'll kill that.." He started again.
"You're not going to jail. Plus we don't know who that 'that' is actually. You can not go and kill anyone randomly. Killing isn't our thing." I said. Look who is talki..
Shut up.
"What? You don't know who he was?" Mr Jayce said.
"I don't wanna talk about it. What problem do you have in understanding that?" I said to the cheat.
"It's fine Eve." And once again I was enveloped in a hug.
I whispered something in his ear to which he reacted by pulling away and frowning.
"Please?" I batted my eyelashes. I knew everyone would be shocked to see my bipolar behaviour.
You couldn't let your brother see that you're hurt. At least not that you're so angry. Alright, at least not if you were me.
"I'll try."
"You're the best Phill." I said.
"Hmm." He sniffed again.
"Do you want to be slapped or kicked? Or even pinched for that instance? I'm trying to contain my anger but you're just fuelling it." I said and felt myself losing control.
"What?" He asked.
"Stop crying. Since when did you go from calling me the ugliest person on the planet who weighs more than the blue whale itself to crying buckets for me?" I tried to control.
"You've not changed." He remarked.
"No, I actually have. Look at these." I pointed at my bandages.
"I can't look." He said.
I made him look at me and spoke,"What did dad teach? Lesson number 137?"
His eyes widened. I smirked.
"Are you kidding me?" He said.
"I don't kid kids." I shrugged.
"I don't remember."
"Strength is not what lets you see other's blood, it's what lets you see your loved ones blood. You might have beaten up hundred boys making them bleed but I'll take your test today. You'll be there when the doctor dressed my wounds." I asserted.
"No."
"I'm telling not asking."
"I'll faint."
"We'll see. Mom-dad do you have any problem?" I said, my expression changing.
"No." Mom said and dad smiled.
"You may leave. Never again shall I see you crying." I said and he got up to leave.
"Hey, is this your food?" He asked as he saw the tray.
"Yeah." I replied.
"Eat it... Please?"
"You don't need to worry." I tried to smile.
He smiled back and left.
"Thank god. He had been so tensed." Mom spoke.
I was back to my d!tchy side.
"Where is my phone?" I asked .
"It's back at house. I'll get it." Mr Jayce said.
"Leave it."
"Your food." He said.
"I don't want to eat no." I said and laid down immediately jumping due to the pain at my back.
He came towards me and held my arm softly.
"Wait." He ordered.
"Leave me." I whisper yelled. Parents were busy talking about something.
"Let me." He said.
What do ya think have happened?

I asked you.

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"No."
"At least have your food."
"No means no. Pea brain." I said.
"Miss Stanford, the police officers wanted to talk to you. We can make them wait for as long as you want. No problem with that. But check up?" He raised an eyebrow.
Goodness! He was so handsome.
Ahem??
"Send doctors. I'm not in a mood to talk to anyone right now, maybe tomorrow." I replied. "Who is the officer in charge?"

"Mr Swans." He informed.
"Who?"
"He's new to the position." He said and brushed the back of his hand with his nose.
"Tomorrow." I consented.
"We are leaving, children. Eve take care." Mommy said.
"Yes Princess. Good night." Dad got up as well.
They left and Mr Jayce sat down beside me. On a stool.
I'll not let him sit near me.

"You take care. Don't worry. Everything would be fine once I get hold of the responsible." He looked at me.
I shut my eyes and ignored him.
He is a CHEAT.
He must have understood that I didn't want to talk to him so he got up to leave.

I'm sure this is all bluff.
I don't trust him. He is just doing all this to..

You need convincing?

"I'm asking again. Food? I can bring something else if you want." He repeated.
"Why are you doing all this?" I finally let the question pestering, me out.

He shrugged and then said,"I don't want a lecture this time." He said it so nonchalantly that my anger just rose triple fold.

I hate him.
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