10000 Hours | liskook

21| unintentionally fond

❝Sometimes a lot can happen over a simple accident.❞
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Caution: contains mentions of road accident and death.

Word Count: 1512

»LALISA«

I woke up to Leo purring beside me on my desk. Taking a yawn, I stretched my arms a little realising I slept off on my desk. My laptop screen had already turned black, indicating the boring class was over.

Who schedules class on Saturday, anyway?

Looking into my fridge, rummaging through the shelves for food, my stomach rumbled with hunger since I'd been starving since morning.

There wasn't a trace of food left inside my fridge.

"Ugh, why does food have to disappear only when I'm hungry?" I groaned in frustration.

The weather didn't seem very nice as the afternoon sky was covered in dark clouds. Scrolling through food apps was of no use as they weren't offering delivery during this time of the day.

"Its better if I get some ramen and snacks from the grocery store."

I was hesitant to drive, because my car haunted me a lot. I'm a very cautious driver, no doubt. But my car seemingly malfunctioned these days and I still hadn't sent it to repairs yet.

But I had no choice; the nearest convenience store was a walk of about half an hour away and I didn't have the energy to spare. So clutching my car keys I quickly put on my shoes, locking my apartment. Dusting my car that I rarely used, I put on my seatbelt before speeding away to the nearest store I could remember.

The person on the radio was announcing the forecast, reporting about the grey weather and suggesting everyone to stay indoors today. Probably the reason why the streets looked too deserted today.

Just then a brilliant idea hit my brain; why not speed up a little, taking advantage of an empty road? I grinned, accelerating my car, mentally rejoicing at my own thought.

I didn't notice I was nearing a crossing and my car was speedily approaching a hooded figure, the very next second crashing into the person.

"Shit!" I forcefully applied brakes, hurriedly making my way out of the car to help the person who I just knocked down.

My hands went to the person's head, blood dripping from his forehead. Tapping at the unconscious man, I held his wrist to check his pulse, my own heart pulsating with each passing second. I gasped.

His heart wasn't beating at all...is he dead?

No way, did I just kill someone?

Will I get arrested now?

Will I have to pay his family a compensation for him? But I don't even know his family!

The voices in my head kept shooting questions without an idea what to do next. That was when I realised, there was no one at the pavement; I could just lock him in the car and slip away from here at the earliest.

Making sure the coast was clear, I applied my entire strength in dragging the body towards the backseat of my car, with utmost care. I tied his forehead with my bandana to prevent loss of more blood, pushing some strands of his blonde his to reveal his face. He was around the same age as me, a muscular body and his fluffy hair just made him look so beautiful.