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Chapter 4--- Bethany and... Jaden?!

Dedicated to esssea

Hazel's POV

Taking a long satisfying shower, making sure to waste Hagel's shower gel, I finally trekked out into the room, wrapped in a towel. I feel so refreshed.

I walk to his wardrope which has a large mirror on the front and study the wound in my head. It looks old yet new. It's healed but looks nasty. Damn it's painful.

I carefully dry my odd red hair with a towel and groan from the throb in my head.
I shuffle through his clothes and pull on a large t-shirt that reaches my knees! The guy is very tall and huge. I look like his child when I walked behind him earlier.

This guy must be sad or something, his room is cool but lacks any homely feature. No pictures on the walls, just plane blue and nothing! A lamp and a bedside table covered in ancient looking books.

I'm curious so I try opening the doors of the beside table but they're locked, except one. I pull it and the only thing I find is a sport magazine. Damn he likes sports.

My eyes almost pooped out when I saw the date....
April 11th 2019! What the hell?!!!
Okay so I was truely in a coma???
For five years!!? My life just passed me by!

I need to see Beth! .
I walk into the hall to see Hagel speaking with the doctor. I wanted to eavesdrop but then they saw me as soon as I exited the door. The doctor smiled at me

" Hello Hazel?" He said, his eyes kind.
" Hi and yes, I'm Hazel " I say with a smile and walk towards them. Hagel glanced at me with a frown. I had only his t-shirt on.... you don't expect me to wear any additional clothes do you?

Damn! This shirt is both top and down, duhh.  And I can't wait for him to realise that I actually wore his boxers! It's elastic so it's fine. It fits.

" I'll examine you. Please sit down and relax " the doctor begun. So after tons of instructions on how to not damage my head again, he finally left after giving us prescription for drugs.

I looked at the paper and sighed. This would cost soo.....

The hell?!

Hagel snatched the paper from me and stuffed it in his pocket. Well I wouldn't have the money to buy it so...
I shrugged at his nonchalant posture.

" Thank you Hagel, I owe you much " he just rolled his eyes and turned to the abandoned magazine. I sighed and decided to watch Tv and made for the remote, only for him to say

" Don't switch it on "
" Why?" I asked , jaded
" well it'll distract me "
" What is your problem Hagel? You always this annoying?" I asked pissed
" You always this stupid?" He retorted . I gasped, buffooned.

The nerve of this guy! If he doesn't like me why is he even helping me?
" Because you need help " he said. Oh shit... I said it loud?

I shut my mouth and slam into the sofa next to him, sulking.  I stretch my neck over his arm to peek at what he's reading so intensively... nothing interesting.

I relax back in the chair and.... maybe I should piss him off. If he wouldn't let me watch Tv to entertain me, he should at least keep me entertained. Which he'll NEVER do.