《Gloves And Us》F A I N T
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I think Silas was worth it to be with her and guard her because he was the strongest here. We had known each other for as long as I can remember.
I smiled at her picture on my phone wallpaper and collected my things to reach home.
My phone rang and Silas' name flashed on the screen.
"Hey bud," I said and walked past those offices and reached my car.
"Carwyn, monkey- I mean Avaha, fainted" I paused and tried processing what he said.
"The fuck you mean, Silas. Hadn't I told you to take care of her? What the fuck happened?" I raised my voice and ran towards my mustang ready to speed down to our place.
"I I said something and I don't know. Come to your hospital. She's under treatment." I could hear the distress in his voice but I didn't fucking care about him. She had fainted and all I could think of was her.
"I swear, Silas if it's you then I swear you'll be the next one lying in the hospital" I hung up and sped to my hospital. I didn't fucking care about the traffic laws. My woman was in the fucking hospital and my hands were trembling here. My body was shaking and with trembling hands, I wiped off the tears that fell from my eyes. She needs to be okay. For me, for herself. For those plants that she has grown.
I quickly reached the hospital and dashed to the receptionist. "Avaha Campbell. Room" I asked her.
"Who are you to her? I can-"
"Give me the fucking room number. She's my woman. Room. Now" I said loudly and the older nurse came running to me.
"First floor. Room no. 1013, sir" she said and I ran to that room frantically noticing people looking at me like a madman. Fuck them.
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I reached there and saw Silas standing outside her room with his legs bouncing.
"Silas. What happened? Everything. Tell me everyfucking thing" I glared at him.
"I said something to her and went to the balcony to breathe. When I came back she was nowhere to be found. I looked in that room of hers and it was locked. She didn't respond, so I broke it open and she was on the ground, fainted, looking pale" he told me.
"What exactly did you tell her?" I gripped his collar.
"Mr. Araztimuño" the doctor came towards me.
"How's she? She never faints like that. She's been eating now and I don't think she ate anything today, maybe because because of that. Tell me she's fine" I rambled and Silas held my shoulders.
"Calm down, Mr. Araztimuño. She's fine. We need to run some tests and scan her brain to see if it's something serious. Did anybody see when she passed out?" he asked and I turned to Silas.
"No, she was in a room."
"Okay. we'll wait for her to wake up. She'll be fine" the doc said and took off.
I glared at Silas and went inside her room. She was on the bed with an IV attached to her hand. Not fucking again. I'm tired of her landing in the hospital time and again. She needs to stop.
I sat on the chair beside her, "Why the fuck do you land in hospitals every now and then? Get up amor." I sighed and took her hand in mine.
"I fucking need you, sweetheart. Get up" I gently rubbed her hand which didn't have an IV and brought it to my lips, kissing the soft skin.
"You know, I'll not water those plants if you don't get up. I'll not take care of them" I looked up at her to see if she opened her eyes or not. She fucking loves those plants of hers. She kissed me 10 times to get them. She didn't fucking need my permission but I had got those amazing kisses and who was I to deny her being bold and giving me kisses.
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"Carwyn" Silas' voice came from behind me and I gripped her hand tightly in mine.
"The doctor needs to talk to you" I nodded. Kissing her one last time on her forehead, and left but not before glaring at Silas.
Entering the doctor's cabin, he made me sit on the chair.
"Mr. Aratizumo, how is she coping up after her last time here?" he asked.
"She's doing well" I leaned back and nodded.
"Is she insecure about herself? Does she eat well? Has she had any relapses? I need to know, sir" he asked looking at me.
"I don't think she's insecure. We eat together. I make sure to not let her think about it. We are doing it together." I said and gripped the armchair tightly.
And for the next five minutes, he asked more about Avha and I answered them gingerly. He also said how she might react when she wakes up. I hope she'll be fine. As he concluded, I dashed to her room and saw Silas talking to her and stopped when I came in.
"Sir, the visiting hours are over" A young blonde informed me.
"You need to give the patient her time," she said.
We both didn't move so she sighed and left. She needs to know, I fucking own this place and I can stay as long as I want. My woman needs me damnit.
"Come, Silas, sit," I said calmly. The danger and warning were clear in my voice. I took a seat on the couch and leaned back, spreading my legs. I kept my right ankle on my left knee and kept my hand on the arms of the couch. I didn't fucking care if he was my best friend. No one messes up with my woman. No fucking one.
He gulped and sat on the other couch. His posture screamed nervousness which he tried to hide. Good.
"So, Silas, how long has it been since we have known each other?" I asked and looked straight at him.
"El-eleven years" he gulped.
"Eleven years and you still messed up with her, knowing I'd not take any shit that includes her" I just wanted to punch him straight and knock him out cold so he gets some fucking senses in him.
"Carwyn, I swear it wasn't intentional. You know me, man. She caught me in my worst moment, I was fucking vulnerable at that point and I just snapped. I know she's way more important to you. I fucked up, man. I'm sorry" he looked down. This wasn't my friend. He wasn't. He never apologizes. What the fuck has happened?
I know what had happened to him before and he had gone silent as a response to it. We both were there for each other so what had made him snap.
"Sil, if she wakes up with some shit, I'm not sparing you. I'll fucking fight you" he nodded and I sighed, closing my eyes and tilting my head back.
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