Poor driver, this is the first time he saw his young master behaving that way.
He was chanting mantras in his head, just to focus on the road. But it was so damn easily said than done. He almost loses control of the car, taking Beth a little unprepared, but not Vince, the first thing he did, was to take Beth in his arms, her head against his chest, his right hand on top of her head, trying to protect her from hitting her head or any part of her body.
"Drive carefully," an icy voice send a shiver to the spine of the driver, from the backseat directed to him.
Beth could feel his heart beating, it took her a while to recover her senses.
Trying so hard to not get her racing fast heart to be noticed by him, she freed herself from his embrace, reluctant.
Both with disappointed eyes for having lost the warmth of the other.
They have separated again, but in Vince mind 'I'll reward uncle Thompson', with a satisfied expression.
Yes, that's right, Thompson is the driver's name. In his late thirties, big forehead, thick eyebrows, with a short beard, black hair, brown eyes, he's not so handsome, with slightly pronounced and plump nose, thin lips.
Trying to change the topic or forgetting the sense of loss, Vince got the aid kit in the car and asked Beth to undress her shoulder.
***A/N: No perverts here, she is still 10 years old, and he is 15 years old, don't forget that***
"Undress your shoulder to clean up the wound." Vincent furrowed his eyebrows.
"Eh?" Beth tilted her head.
"The wound, shoulder, show me," Vince spoke in a gentle and giving slow-motion for her to understand.
"O… oh, right, of course?" shrugged Beth.
Shyer than before, she removed apart her shirt from her shoulder. Trying carefully not to bring pain to the wound, he helps her, and took the alcohol, and told her that, "It would hurt a little you need to hold it, it would reduce quick."
"Ugh…" with a pale face.
"Shhh, everything is going to be okay!" fixing his gaze towards her face, seeing her frown.
Already clean the wound, "You got lucky that the bullet didn't get stuck inside your shoulder."
"Yeah, I know," with a tired voice she answered.
"Well, now I'll dress the wound, don't make powerful movements for a while."
"Okay, thank you!"
"No need thanks between each other, as my future wife, is only proper to take care of you."
The pale face from the pain was nowhere, and got replaced by a tomato face, she didn't want to make eye contact with him now.
***If you haven't figured out who is Beth, just remember her jade eyes XD***
"Hmm," she just nodded her head.
Uncle Thompson was shocked silly by the additional information! He's been the family's driver since the young master was 3 years old, it's been 12 years!
'OMG!!! I only knew one fiancée of the Young Master Vincent, the future Madam of the Greenwood was the one and only daughter, heir from the Lockhart family, the second royals, this is explosive news, is this girl our future Lady? Well, the Young Master teats her very good, and if she is, I can only hug her big thigh, she's a free ticket for redemption, in case I annoy the young master,' all kinds of thoughts about the future ran through uncle Thompson's head.
After dressing the wound, Vincent didn't know or care about the crazy ideas that uncle has in his mind if he knew, he'll praise him, and with a 'Yes, that's right, shower her with flowers, learn flattery techniques, and if you make her happy, I'll reward you,' look in his face.
"Go to the hospital, after you report your mission do not delay it much longer," with a concerned face spook Vince
When she saw his face and the emotions in his eyes, she felt warmth overwhelmed her heart and racing more and faster.
"Yes, I need to go to the safe, I won't say thanks, but take care of yourself, on my mission, there was a man I couldn't see because he has his back facing me, but from what I overhear, they were planning something against you, couldn't hear anymore, because of the emergency in the middle."
Silence overwhelmed the backseat of the car; it was until the car came to a stop, and they were already in front of the safer. Uncle Thompson knew he has to keep quiet, don't to disturb the moment between the lovely birds.
When the backseat notices the lack of movements from the car, they realized that they have arrived at the destination.
'Sigh.'
'Sigh.'
Disappointed, both sides sighed.
It took all Beth's courage to say "You're my future husband, you need to take care of yourself, and protect our loved ones, I'll be your support, don't let me behind, but don't let me go in the front either… I'll grow stronger; I promise…" leaning towards his face she left a kiss on the cheek…
"BYE!"
She got out of the car and started running towards the safe's main door, if she has waited a few more seconds she won't have missed the expressions Vincent has at this moment…
Shock, surprise, amused, happy, all kinds of pleasant emotions that you won't see every day, not even once a year. He could feel his heart pounding on his chest faster and faster. "Oh, that kiss felt good, next time I won't let her off," Vincent wore a silly smile that couldn't remove from his face.
Beth went running back to the safer, so Vince didn't need to linger around anymore, "She's safe, that's all that matters."
"Let's go Uncle."
"Yes, Young Master."
When the car was disappearing from sight, mending with the darkness of the night, a shadow came under the light's post, just to watch the back of the car, because his covered face, in a black mask, the only thing that could be seen is his deep sharp silver eyes.
After a few seconds, he directed his eyes to where Beth disappears, just to chuckling softly. And then turn his attention to the darkness.
"She's mine boy, I'm just waiting for her to grow."
Then he left leaving a sinister laugh ringing in the middle of the dark night.