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A Kitchen Disaster | Plot

Y/N POV

I wake up from my nap. I grab my phone from the side of me and check the time. It was 11:00 PM. I peak over my shoulder to see Clay wrapping his arms around a pillow. It was probably a cope since he didn't want to wake me after well, you know.

I rub my eyes, smearing the mascara I forgot to take off. I slowly make my way out of the bed making sure not to wake him. I step on to the wood floors trying my hardest to not make them creak. Tiptoeing, I go over to Clays side of the bed which was closest to the door so he "could save me if someone broke in", yet I'm the one right next to a window smh. 

It was dark but I still manage to see his face sound asleep like a baby. I chuckle and walk away. I begin making my way to the kitchen because I was hungry. I turn on the kitchen light to see what I was working with I liked to make meals so I got whatever ingredients I could find in the pantry and fridge. But of course he live on his own so there were just snacks. Men annoy me.

I grab some pasta I found (it was probably expired because I have NEVER seen that man cook once) and fill up a pot with water. The water began to boil after a couple minutes so I pour the pasta in with water. I find some spices in the back of one of his cabinets and grab a some what fresh tomato from the fridge.

Distracted from chopping up the tomato, I hear the water boiling from a distance and quickly make my way to the stove. I pick up the pot to drain the pasta but I grab it too harshly.

Water. Hot boiling water. All over me.

My eyes widen. I scream in pain feeling the water drip all over my body leading a trail of red as it goes. I fall to the ground, crying from all of the burns I feel. All of the burns revealing themselves by the second.

Footsteps rush towards me. Clay fell on his knees trying to help me. 

"Holy shit!" he freaks out while I cry, "Don't worry, I'm calling 911."

I focus on my breathing while I feel myself blackout and then come back conscious every couple seconds. 

"Clay?" I murmur before blacking out again "I love you." I hear him say something but it was muffled. I try and try to keep myself awake but finally, I black out completely.

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Clay POV

It was over an hour since I last saw y/n. All of these thoughts submerged through my head making my nervousness rise. I paced back and forth down the hospitals halls. The woman I love was just one wall away from me and there was nothing I could do. 

Suddenly her hospital door opened. I ran over to it as quick as I could. It was the doctor that was assisting her.

"Is she okay?" I ask wanting to demand him for an answer.

"She's fine sir, but she is on heavy medication so she may not be aware of what's going on." He said in a soothing voice, attempting to calm me.

That was one weight lifted off my shoulder.

"Why did she blackout like that?" I question him.

"Well it seems that she has always had an anxiety issue mainly affecting her breathing control, which may be a factor. Third degree burns can make someone blackout but her burns weren't that severe." he explains.

"Can I see her?" I ask without a second thought crossing my mind. 

"Of course, sir." The doctor says opening the door to her room.

He walks away, closing the door behind me as I walk in.

She was sleeping. Her chest and stomach were all bandaged up while she was connected to an IV. I wanted to make her feel like I would never let anything bad happen to her, she was my life and I could never afford to lose her. 

Her eyes fluttered open. Slowly blinking as she looked around her surroundings, spotting me. 

"Clay?" she asks in a soft voice, "Is that you?"

I step closer to her and kneel on the ground, placing her hand in mine. 

"Yes, it's me." I say calmly. She makes eye contact with me.

"Where am I?" she asks furrowing her eyebrows. She always looked so adorable when she did that. 

I freeze up not knowing what to say. I wanted to tell her but I knew that I shouldn't freak her out.

"You're in a place that is taking good care of you for the night, you should probably rest those pretty eyes of yours." I tell her.

She looks at me for a few seconds but then closes her eyes. I kiss her hand knowing that I need to get home to feed Patches. 

"I love you." I whisper as I get up. I walk out of the room while the doctor walks in after me.

Right before he closes the door I interfere, placing my hand in the doorway.

"You better take good care of her" I say in a serious tone. He nods his head and closes the door with her files in hand. I don't know why I said that but I felt the need to.

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I walk into the house and see Patches laying on the couch. I smile and pat her on the head. I begin to walk in the kitchen and see the huge mess. All I felt was sorrow for y/n, she didn't deserve this. I grab a mop from the kitchen and clean up the water that was now ice cold. All of this just brought back the horrible memory, having to witness her in such pain. 

I try to forget it and grab some food for Patches. I place in her bow and she immediately runs over to eat.

"You little piggy" I chuckle.

I watch Patches for a hot second until I hear a phone call. I grab my phone from out of my pocket, answering right away.

"Hello?" I say hoping to god it's the hospital.

"Hi this is Dr. Adams, y/n is ready to go home." He says.

"Okay, thank you!" I exclaim. I quickly grab my keys from the counter and run out the door and into my car.

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She was finally home. I hold her in my arms being gentle with every touch. Sound asleep, I place her on the bed. I go back outside, opening the car door to grab her medications.

I walk back into the room placing the meds onto my dresser. I turn around and see her awake.

"Oh, you're awake." I say smiling.

"Clay, come here." She whines, still on heavy medication from the hospital.

I do as she says and sit across from her on the bed. She inches closer to me.

"You should really be resting, your burns still need to heal." I say concerned.

She ignores me and crawls onto my lap, wrapping her legs around my waist. I give her a confused look, not knowing what she is doing. She leans in more, practically wobbling.

"I crave you, Clay. Every centimeter of you." She says slurring her words. She breaths down my neck, bringing chills down my spine. She starts to kiss me along my neck making me want her more. Oh the things I wanted to do to her. I stopped myself before even thinking about it, I would never take advantage of her body while she doesn't have a say. 

 "I don't know what they put in those pills of yours" I begin, "But you need to rest and calm yourself."

She nods her head not even fully aware of what she was doing. I grab her arms lightly and lay her down on the bed. I get up and kiss her forehead while she falls asleep. Grabbing a blanket, I make my way out of the room and onto the couch. I watch the TV and quickly fall asleep, relieved that she was okay.