"Aiden! Are you alright? Does it hurt?"I panicked seeing blood oozing from Aiden's arm which was cut from the glass of the windshield.
It was an obvious answer but I was worried. He saved me or it would have hurt me badly. But here I am standing like nothing ever happened and he is losing blood.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." He said in a very calm, subtle tone like it really wasn't affecting him at all or he didn't want me to see it.
He went towards the front of the car and lifted up the bonnet in order to search for the problem since the car wasn't working any more.
I quickly reached to my phone and tried calling the ambulance.
'NO SERVICE!'
I went to the car and picked up Aiden's phone.
'NO SERVICE!'
Ahaaah. Exactly what we needed.
I was mumbling some curse words when Aiden spoke
"The engine's fucked. The car won't move"
PERFECT! WOW!
APPLAUSE EVERYONE!
Wasn't the situation of Aiden losing blood, No service on phone enough? There had to be some more Icing on the cake!
"Fuck man!" I let it out.
"Don't panic, Stella. We'll find some way." Aiden tried to reassure.
But how?
There wasn't anything 5-6 km ahead or behind where we were standing.
It was just a quiet road.
The road not many people use.
And it was getting dark.
So obviously, we are fucked to the extreme.
It wasn't time to act dumb.
I went up to Aiden.
"Aiden come sit in the car. Its useless standing here." and I took his hand and we sat in the back seat of the car.
I inspected for any glass particles embedded in his wound.
Luckily, there wasn't any.
I tore out a piece of cloth from the top I was wearing and tied it around his wound.
He sat there like it wasn't any deal at all. It was just normal.
He doesn't have to be this tough! Or is he immune to this?
The bullet in his arm and now this. It all seemed to not bother him at all.
He didn't even flinch when I pressed the cloth to his wound.
"I'm sorry if it hurts but we need to stop the bleeding" I said.
"I know. Its okay. It doesn't hurt." he answered.
Thankfully I had brought a bottle of water with me after Dan's party.
I gave him water to drink.
And asked him to sleep.
He looked tired and I was feeling guilty. It wasn't even his job to drop me at Dan's and he still did without complaining.
"After you" he said.
"I will. I am alright. It's you who is hurt. You should take rest."
"No! I have to watch. Keep an eye for danger. I can't sleep." Aiden said firmly.
"Aiden! Stop arguing" and I pushed him down in order to help him lie down.
"You are bossy!" Aiden complained.
"You are tired and weak. Stop wasting your energy and do what I say. Its important for you to preserve heat and energy." I reasoned.
A few minutes passed. It was dark now. Aiden didn't sleep. I had now shifted to the front seat so he could have space and everytime I looked at the rear view mirror at the front of the car, I saw Aiden looking towards me or his phone.
"Cold" Aiden murmured.
I quickly turned back.
Aiden was pale and shivering with his arms crossed.
I quickly moved to turn the car heater on when Aiden interrupted in a feeble voice
"Its not working."
I immediately leaped to the backseat and hugged him tightly.
I rubbed his hands and feet and blowed hot air in his hand.
I looked up to see him and that's when I saw that evil smirk.
"Why are you smiling? Are you fine now?" I tried to confirm his evil intentions before killing him.
"No! I'm still really cold. I am sorry. No one ever took care of me like that. Thankyou."
That smirk really was contradicting with his words but these felt pretty genuine enough so I let it slide.
I quickly jumped out of the car.
Tore another strip of cloth from my top.
I know, I know! I am not doing this on purpose.
No! I have no intention of seducing Aiden!
Trust me we have not a single piece of cloth in the car.
I came up with an idea.
I turned on the car ignition. Then went towards the open bonnet and put the cloth on the engine. It was hot so I put the cloth in there and when it was warm enough I took it to Aiden who was looking at me like I was some maniac ran loose from the mental hospital and covered him up like a scarf.
"Oh its pretty hot." he said.
"Are you better now?" I asked.
"No. Not yet! Could you please sit close to me? I am feeling cold all over. "