Minutes later, Owen and Monica arrived in front of her house.
Monica's POV
I've only met him twice but i felt safe around him.
Even though that's what i felt, I still kept my metal stick on my pocket. Just in case.
"I'll go now." He smiled, placing the bag in my white couch.
"Thanks for the help." I replied, giving him a bottle of cold soda.
My favorite soda.
"Thank you." He seemed speechless at first, but accepted it anyways.
As he left, I immediately secured the door and opened a bag of chips.
I was about to eat the chips but suddenly remembered my calorie count.
Aww man..
I placed a hair tie on my chips and placed it on top of the fridge.
Maybe next time..
Owen's POV
"Sir, the car's here." My bodyguard respectfully said.
"It's cold." I glanced at the bottle of soda on my hand.
"Sir?" He asked as he waited for me to ride my car.
"Let's go."
She sure is cute.
Her gentle feature yet cute expression, I couldn't get enough of it.
She sure is beautiful.
But she lost weight significantly, is she sick? I hope not.
I'm quite worried..
Afterall, this isn't the first time we've met.
The first was....when was it?
When i was buying treat's for my dog Luke.
I was supposed to mind my own business when i saw her glancing at the window multiple times.
A junkie was standing there.
I should help.
As i walked towards her a sweet scent surrounded the air.
When she looked at my eyes i almost spaced out.
Her beautiful black eyes and flowy brown hair smelled like marshmallows.
Although she's tiny, I find it adorable. Make's me want to protect her more.
I was about to end things there, when she was about to close her car window i thoughtlessly gave my card.
I hope to see her again. I really do..
Weeks passed she didn't contact me, i'm quite low spirited after that.
Another week passed and no sign of her.
I feel dejected for some reason.
Until snow fell, I wore my usual clothes when i entered my class.
Sir Evan's late as usual.
I began practicing as i have a competition the next day.
When a lady entered.
Marshmallows..
I glanced at her, her hair's tied up today.
She's beautiful.
She lost weight again...i'm worried..
Monica, what a lovely name.
After our class her hand began to tremble.
Overexerting one's body's not good.
My guards are waiting outside, but then i saw Monica struggling to carry her bag.
We we're about to leave when my guards approached me.
"Stay there." I mouthed.
I don't understand, I want to stay with her a little longer.
As we walked, I looked at her. Even her giggles are cute.
I spaced out while looking at her. Not noticing we've arrived at her house.
It was fairly small, enough for a single person to live in.
Does she live alone?
I wish i could spend a little more time with her.
...
Monica's POV
Another month passed, I continued to study archery until i got a hang of it.
It was fun!
Owen was also there to help me, he's definitely a looker!
I contacted my family but kept Owen out.
For sure my older brother would react!
My investments are also growing, slowly i made connections. I also maintained my grades.
The coach then gave me an opportunity!
He said me and Owen can attend an archery competition.
I'll soon join, i'm extremely excited!!
My heart's pumping.
The day arrived, It was supposed to be 10 am. But i was earlier than expected.
I should wait for Owen.
5 minutes later he arrived, wearing his hoodie with a long coat on top.
His hair was also messy today, he's still goodlooking.
Girls from left and right we're stealing glances at him!
We grew close ever since the first day of my class.
He was easy to talk to, a little cheeky but definitely fun to be with.
"Mon, let's go." He gently said, grabbing my hand tightly.
He's not wearing gloves today..
"Don't let go." He smiled.
I nodded and held him tighter.
His hand's warmer than my gloves.
When we found our seat he noticed my other hand turning reddish.
"Mon excuse me." He whispered, as he pulled my hand closer to his.
His hands was enough to cover mine.
It was warm, he blowed a few breathes inside making it warmer.
It's something normal to me now.
He's quite touchy even from before, i'm used to it now.
Though his face is still something i can't adjust.
The girls behind me kept whispering bad things.
Ignoring them would be the best option, but Owen snapped looking at them sharply.
He's mad, should i stop him? No lol.
After watching the competition, we immediately left.
My head was suddenly spinning.
I can't let Owen notice, I pulled my hand off his. He seemed surprised.
"Is something wrong?" He asked, looking at me intensely as if he's waiting for an answer.
"Nothing!" I replied, forcing my headache to disappear.
9:34 pm
"Goodnight Mon." He texted, it was short yet touching.
I also texted my family and slept.
A few hours later i felt a sudden pain below my abdomen.
It was unbearable, I fell down the cold floor crawling through the kitchen.
Ugh I feel dizzy.
It's painful, am i dying?
My mind was in shambles, trying to find something i don't even know what.
"Argh!" I screamed.
"Ugh...mom.." I whispered, my tears began to flow. Unable to control the pain.
Pressing my belly won't do anything.
Is this how i die?
I was about to lose consciousness when a man broke my door.
Ah...I know that face.
End of POV
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"Monica? M-monica?" Owen's hand trembled with fear.
Hugging Monica from the cold floor, her hands we're cold as ice.
She lost consciousness the moment Owen entered her house.
Luckily she accidentally pressed his number when she fell off her bed.
As he rushed towards her house, nobody answered.
The guards broke the door when he saw Monica on the floor with purple lips.
"So you really weren't feeling well!" He mumbled, forcing his tears to stop.
He carried her unconscious body and placed her in his car.
"Hospital...Now!!" His voiced raised, fuming with anger and anxiety.
"M-mon..hold on..." He mumbled, placing his hands to atleast warm her.
He covered her with his sweater, hugging her body to transfer his heat to her.
But nothing was happening, she kept on sweating with her lips cracked.
"How far's the fucking hospital?!" He shouted.
"Sir, calm down!" His guard pleaded.
"She's dying! Hurry up!!!" He added.
"Mon?" Her eyes began to open but her vision was hazy.
"Owen?" She mumbled, reaching his cheek.
It was wet.
💠Did he cry?
He leaned closer for her to reach.
But soon lost her strength.
"Shit! How much longer?!" He shouted, holding Monica tighter.
💠Ah...his smell...
"Ugh.." She painfully grabbed her waist.
"M-monica! Grab my hand instead!" He offered.
Monica refused but Owen took her hand for her to grab on.
"AAGH!" She screamed, her painful screams made Owen more stressed.
"Fucking useless! Go faster!!"
Monica's hand gripped Owen tight, but he didn't care.
2 Minutes later they finally arrived at the hospital, Owen carried her inside running.
"Call Kenneth, Now!!" Owen ordered.
Kenneth, Owen's personal doctor immediately rushed inside the ward to check Monica's condition.
"It's Appendicitis master." Kenneth explained.
"Prepare for surgery." He gestured, as they brought her inside.
"Sir, please stay here." The two guards held Owen.
"Please wait here." Kenneth mouthed.
As she entered the surgery room with Dr. Kenneth they didn't spend a single second.
[ Surgery in progress. ]