"Because it is none of your business,"
The arrogant words still played in my mind. I regretted ever spilling them out.
Although Hendrix has an air of reserved calmness, I knew I was pissing him off already.
Hendrix did not reply to me, rather he walked towards the hospital bed: approaching me in a menacing air, he looked gravely when he sat on the thin bed giving it a cringing sound.
His outstanding weight on the bed made me flinch as his male figure almost envelope the whole bed.
I tried shifting my slender legs trying to escape from him when he sent his hand to catch my leg keeping it in place.
My heartbeat was now pumping and I could hear my own heart trying to escape its ribcage.
Besides the fact that Hendrix had his large soft hand on me, keeping me from going anywhere made me panic. His grip was not tight but then his presence made me uncomfortable.
