NOAH'S POV
Baby?
Who is he calling baby?
And all my questions have been answered when he run to Elijah and hug him like there is no tomorrow.
Elijah look at me as as if I'm the only one who can save him.
"Elijah, baby, how are you? Can you see me?" asked by the traitor.
The next movement made by Elijah made me frown.
"No, I still can't see, where are you?'
I saw how James' eyes rolled upwards. But he proceeds infront of Elijah's wheelchair and hold his hand.
"I'm right here baby, I miss you. I'm so happy that you're okay." Wow. The amount of his fake concern is too much for me to handle.
I cleared my throat to get his attention. Which I succeeded.
He raised his brow and look at me from head to toe.
"Yes? And who are you?"
"My name is Noah. Doctor Noah. I'm Elijah's physical therapist--"
"Well I can see that you are not doing your job well."
It's my turn to raise an eyebrow at him. "And how can you say that?"
"Are you stupid? If you have done your job well he should be walking by now, right?"
I was about to rebut and tell him about his improvements, but I saw Elijah look and me and signalling me not to tell him anything. I just shut my mouth and look at them.
"Come on baby, let me bring you to your room." He then wheeled Elijah out of the kitchen towards his room.
I thought they were leaving when I he turned around and face me with his annoying bitch face.
"I forgot to introduce myself. The name is James. I'm Elijah's boyfriend. So I will help in taking care of him now. And for the record, you should call him Sir Elijah. He is your employer, stupid."
My ears suddenly turns red after he finish his sentence. I was about to answer back when he turned around and continue wheeling him to his room.
I grabbed a glass of water, and drink it empty. I was breathing so hard because of anger. I was never humiliated by someone in my entire life.
"That was James, Elijah's ex-boyfriend. I don't know if you know him or has Eli told you about him."
So, he's the famous ex boyfriend. Oh, famous cheating ex-boyfriend. The one who left him when he was I deep situation after the accident.
I composed myself before I respond. "Ok know a little about him Nana, Elijah told me what happen. But my question is, why is he back and just ask like nothing happened? Like he didn't even do bad?"
I add, "Also, why Elijah does Elijah pretend that he is still blind and crippled? I don't get it."
Nana rub my back while muttering comforting words. "I cannot answer your questions for Now Noah. But trust Elijah. He know what he is doing."
I didn't reply. Okay, Noah. Chill for now and just do your job. You can move on afterwards.
*****
The next morning, I was on my way to Elijah's room to prepare him for his therapy. When I reach the door, I was horrified to see him crawling on the floor. He was struggling to get back on his wheelchair.
But what made me burst to anger is that, James is just looking at him! With no intention of helping him up.
"Elijah!" I shouted and ran to help him up.
The moment I touched him, my hand was swatted by James. I look at him, and I was about to punch him too when I feel Elijah's hand gripped my wrist.
I look at him trying to understand what is the message he is conveying to me.
"Baby, I was just in the rest room. I told you to wait for me. Look at you. Come, I'll help you up."
I look at James, unbelievably shocked.and horrified. He was actually lying about him being in the restroom. While he was just standing beside Elijah and do nothing.
Anger starts to consume me, but when I met Elijah's eyes, he is telling me to go with the flow. Nodding in understanding what he want, I start to act like I didn't know nor see everything.
"Good morning. I am here to prep you for your session."
"I don't feel like doing it today Doc. Can we just move it tomorrow?" What? Why did he suddenly act like the Elijah before?
"But Eli--"
"He said no. Don't you understand what he said?" This James is really trying my patience.
I shake my head, "No. You have to continuously do the therapy in order for you to get back to your feet Elijah."
I saw how James eyes darted to me and a clear annoyance is visible in his eyes. "I told you to call him Sir. Even if he is your patient, he is also your employer. Are you stupid that you didn't get that?"
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever floats your boat, James."
We were both shocked when he shrieked "No! You don't have the right to call me by my first name! You should address me properly! I want you to call me Sir too!"
"And why would I call you that? You are not my employer as you said, so the only one whom should I address Sir is Sir ELIJAH."
"I will be Elijah's husband soon. I demand you to address me like how you address him."
"No. I'm sorry. But I won't." I look at Elijah and I saw him smirked. "Let me know if you are ready, SIR."
I immediately left the room and head out to kitchen for breakfast.
"Good morning Na, what's for breakfast?"
"Hi. I prepared an omelet for you. It's on the table. Do you want coffee?"
"I can do it Na. Thank you." After I smile.warmly at her. I proceed to make my coffee. While I was eating, I keep on thinking how clingy that snake onto him, and he doesn't seem to mind! After he confessed, just because his ex his back, he forgot everything he told me?
I was startled when I feel a tap on my shoulder.
I turn and see nana looking at me and the food that I am eating."Noah, I don't what you were thinking bit stop it. It makes you mad and I feel pity for the food."
Confused with what she is saying, I look down at my omelet and I was shocked to what I see.
My omelet was shredded to little pieces!
"I know the look that you have earlier. You are feeling something that you don't want to admit."
"Why do you mean Nana?"
"You're jelous."
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AN: My update. See you next week.PS: NO PROOF READING.

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FanfictionBeing a well know top racer all over the world, and having a loving boyfriend James, Elijah is contented with what he have. Noah, is a registered Physical therapist., born in a middle class family, all he wants is to work and support them. An ac...