ENZO'S POV
I am pacing the length of my room, an unknown man is on my bed passed out, I ran away from all the trouble from home only to come fall back in one. I paused in front of my bed and stared at the handsome stranger. I sighed and went to the bathroom to grab a bowl of water and towel.
I placed it on the bedside table, took off his clothes and discarded them on the floor, I couldn't help but drool at the sight in front of me, his muscles, the abs, I imagined myself wrapped around his hands, his big chest pressing against mine, my hands tracing his stomach until it meets the V entrance leading to his dick which I can bet with my life is massive.
I shook my head sending all the unholy thoughts away, I soaked the cloth, wringing it before I used it to wipe his body, getting rid of the dried blood, I tried not to touch the bandage on his leg.
My clothes won't fit him, I'm short and small, I guess I'll just have to cover him up with the duvet. I took the dirty clothes I had discarded to the bathroom and threw them in the washing machine with mine.
I need a bath to clear my head and release my muscles. I stood under the shower, the water was able to help with my tight muscles but it couldn't help to clear my head. My head kept playing today's event, what am I going to do when he wakes up?
I shook my head, I need to be slapped for being stupid. I washed up and went to the bedroom with a towel tied on my waist. He passed out so there was nothing to worry about but it didn't mean I'll feel comfortable to dress in my room when there's a stranger in it. I took my night dress and went back to the bathroom and changed.
My stomach growled, I haven't eaten anything except for the sandwich I had during break, I don't have the strength to go to the kitchen, my stomach will have to be patient. I climbed on my couch, picked up my phone to set an alarm, it's already two AM, my morning is going to be a bad one.
With a sigh I set my alarm, made myself comfortable on the couch and slept off.
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The sound of my alarm blasting my ears woke me up, it's morning already? I just blink and it's morning, I need more sleep. I picked up the phone and stopped the alarm.
A yawn escaped my lips, I practically dragged myself to the bathroom and then it suddenly clicked, my bed was empty, I ran back to the room, my bed was empty, he left. Seriously? After everything, not even a thank you? Such an ingrate, but at least he's out of my life, good riddance.
I went back to my bathroom and took a bath, changing into my uniform. I checked the time, sweet, I'm late, no time for breakfast, I picked up my bag and ran out of the house, I practically ran all the way to the bus stop, I was lucky I got there in time.
I was lucky to spot a window seat, I sat down breathing like a dog in search of water. After I managed to calm my heart, my head travelled back to last night's incident, a part of me wasn't happy that he left.
The ten minutes walk to the hospital gave me time to think, what must have transpired, I opened my bag and pulled out the bullet I had wrapped up in a tissue and opened it, the bullet looked strange. I know a thing or two about guns and bullets, this bullet looks familiar, it's like I've seen it somewhere but I can't quite place my hands on it.
My thoughts were frightened away but the sound of a car honking behind me, I jumped and squeaked, throwing the bullet in the process, oh shit.
"Shit sorry Enzo, I didn't mean to scare you." Doctor Olivier said.
"It's... I.... It's okay," of course, I had to stutter. Why do I always stutter in front of him? Doctor Olivier is a surgeon, he is every girl's dream guy, my dream guy but I don't think he swings that way so I just have to act like I don't like him when he is around and I seem to be failing at that aspect, I always stutter around him making a fool of myself.
"You should get in," he said,
"It's okay doc, I'm fine. I can already see the hospital plus I need the walk to prepare myself for today's shift but thank you for the offer." Luckily I sounded better than I did earlier and I didn't stutter.
He stepped out of his car and stood in front of me, "Why do you always decline my offer? Did I do something to you?" He looked hurt.
"Wh...no.. you did nothing wrong, it's just.. I don't know." I don't understand what I said, it made no sense. Great, I just embarrassed myself, first hand embarrassment.
Dr Olivier chuckled, he took my bag and tossed it in the back of his car, "Get in, you are already late, you don't want to get into trouble with the director." He walked to his side of the car as he spoke.
I tried looking for the bullet around me but it was nowhere to be found, with a sigh I joined Doc Olivier, I had no choice, I just pray I don't make a fool of myself, I have done that enough already.