My brothers best friend

Chapter 4: A scent of expensive cologne and cigarettes

(Again just a quick reminder: you don't have to imagine him like this, if you don't want to ;))

We went inside his house. It was really warm and cozy. I gave Alex his Jacket back and thanked him, which he responded with a little smile. We haven't talked much since the pub but I wasn't that much in the mood to talk to anyone anyways. 

We all went into his living room. Alex went into the kitchen to bring us some drinks and I sat next to my brother, who put an arm around my shoulders and leaned his head against mine.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw this man grabbing my arm and the look in his face.. everything was just so terrifying about it, because it could have end so much worse. 

"I'm going to the kitchen, to help Alex with the drinks", I said turning to my brother.

I stood up from the sofa and went into the kitchen. I just wanted to know what happened back in the pub and if he was okay. When I entered the kitchen, he was making tee. 

When he saw me he started smiling.

"Are you okay?", i asked him.

"You're asking me if I'm okay? Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" he was facing the cups again.

I shrugged. "Alex please tell me what happened to your hands"

I could see the anger grow in his face, as he looked up.

"After you left, I went to look for you and then I saw him-" he stopped talking. He was clenching his teeth, some of his hair was on his face.

"After he let you go and you ran out I went to him and hit him in his face.. till he was laying on the floor." 

Oh my god. I turned away from him. Sure, that man was absolutely terrifying but I didn't want anyone to fight. Especially not because of me. I didn't know how to respond.

"Alex, you didn't had to-"

"Yes I had to Diana. I had to."

That was the first time I heard my name from his mouth. I felt my whole body tensing.

"Are you better now?", he asked after a while.

I nodded with my head.

"Thank you so much Alex", I said while stepping closer to him. He looked sad.

"It was my fault. I was being stupid."

"No Alex it wasn't your fault, I was overreacting. I should have just stayed quiet."

He was finally facing me. He shook his head. 

"I'm sorry", he said with worry in his eyes.

I smiled. I looked back to his hands.

"Come on let's clean your hands", I said, which he responded with a little nod.

He was leading me into his bathroom. When we entered he opened the box that was lying on the floor and started digging out a sanitizer and some bandages. When he started applying the sanitizer onto a paper and wanted to put it on his wound I interrupted him.

"Let me do this", I said while stepping closer to him.

He handed me the sanitizer and the bandages as he leaned against the sink. 

I took one of his hands. I could feel him tense. His hand was warm, which made me cause to shiver. I could feel his eyes on me.

He hissed in pain when I started applying the sanitizer on his wounds. I stopped so he could get used to it.