You Complicate Me (Complete)

Chapter 29

ARYA KANNA

Then a moment later I heard footsteps. And I imagined it coming upstairs and that shadow stand in front of the doorway and dragging me and show its face, like clown and killing me like a vampire. Shit. I wants to stop watching paranormal movies and series. I'll after this if I was still alive.

***

But then happened what I wasn't at all expecting.  A man's shadow standing on the doorway just a feet outside the door.  And the light from my room fell on his face and the dark black dazzling eyes comes into the view.

It's Billy.

I let out a deep breath in relief.

Thank god.  He scared me to death.  By the way what the hell is he doing here?  And what the hell he is doing in front of my room scaring me the shit out of me?  Wasn't he supposed to on his date?  

"I was looking for Jack.  You see him?" He asked stepping into the room, leaning on the wall, and crossing his hands which shows up all his muscles.

"I didn't see anyone."

"What you were doing?"

"Before you putting that little Halloween show out there?"

He wrinkled his nose as if he wants me to stop talking.

"Facetiming with Adithya."

"So you have a boyfriend?" He narrowed his eyes.

"No... He's my baby cousin."

"So you have a boyfriend?" He repeated as if he doesn't care if I has a cousin or not but about my boyfriend.

"Why would I say that?" I narrowed my brows.

"Because I think I kinda like you." He smirked.  

That sentence made me get butterflies in my stomach.  I can tell someone's flirting with me.  But I didn't show me blushing for his little flirty thing.

"If that's the case I do have a boyfriend." I said back holding back all my laughs and hiding my lies and trying to say lie as if it was the truth.

***

Once Alexa was home I told her everything how I was scared and what he finally said that he 'kinda like me'.  How can a normal person can like a person who you only know for barely five minutes.  

"Who's Jack though.  He said he was looking for Jack."And I told her that he was looking for Jack.  "But I didn't see him.  Is he cute or like him?  Arrogant a$$?" I rolled my eyes.

Wait a minute.  Did I just say that?  Since when I became this kind of a girl?  Is this something that has to do with New York?  I shrug it off.

"Wooh girl!  Who's this Arya?" she said, winking her brows.  "Jack is cute.  Women's favorite man and he's kind of popular around this block.  He has this cute smile that'll make you kneel in front of him and kiss him.  And my favorite thing to do  taking him out for a walk."

"Jack is a dog?" I asked surprised because I was.

She giggled.

"He's your type though." she said with a smug face.

"I hope."  There was a pause.  

I let out a cough as choking to breath.  She stared at me.  I coughed harder.  I tried to hold it back but I couldn't.  If I try to control it I feel like I was going to die.  But it's just a cough but also a throaty one as if my throat was tearing apart and I couldn't tell why?  

"Are you okay?"  I nodded.  "You don't seem okay?"  I shook my head.  "You are?  Come here.  Let's see the temperature."  I didn't move.  She opened her side of the table's drawer and took a temperature and put in my mouth after cleaning it with the tissue on the side.  She watched her watch ticking.  Then pulled out and sighed.  "99" she growled, surprised.  "You have fever!" she nearly shouted.

"Fever?"

"Yep and you need to take rest.  Unfortunately I've to go to Max's party tomorrow night all by myself." 

"Max's?  I'm not going anyway.  He didn't invite me." I said.

"Max can shut up.  Let's just see how to get rid of this fever for now.  Okay?  I'll go and buy you tablets.  Take rest, kay?"   She said, her voice a low as if she was talking to her child.

"Kay.  How long?"  I whispered, she covered me with the blankets.

"15 minutes max." she said.

"Why he didn't invite me?"

"Shh..."

She switched off the lights but kept the door and with a backward concerning smile she went to buy medics.

I lied there staring at the ceiling as if I was watching movie.  My eyes were hurting and tears were welling up because of my body couldn't take that much of heat.

I wanted to drink some water.  But I couldn't stand up on my own.  My body didn't following my leads.

Minutes passed...

Lights back on, burning my eyes.  A harsh voice echoed the room "Is Alexa's here?" 

"No." I managed to say that.

"Where's she?"

"I... I... Sh..."

"What the hell are you blabbering?" He groaned.

"Water..." I whispered.

"Go get it for yourself."

***

When I opened my eyes, Alexa stared at me, pissed, and sorry, tears prickling her eyes.  She hugged me as I was lying on the bed.  I realized I wasn't in Alexa's house.  I took in the view, only Alexa standing or still hugging me, some machines making beep beep noise for each second and some machines showing the AC current's wave form on the screen, the bright light, light curtains, it all made me sicker than I already was.

"Why am I in the hospital?" I said, trying to sit up but the doctor who just walked in signaled me to stop doing that.

"When I got home and wake you up for tablets, you weren't waking up and I was so scared and called the 911.  Don't worry.  The doctor said that some people get fever because of fear."  She paused.  "I should have take you with me."

"No, it's okay."

"Someone wants to meet you." she said, standing up from the chair and walked out of the room, holding the door with her hands.  "Look who's here."

Billy was standing there as usual, crossing hands against his chest, looking me but everywhere.  "Say," Alexa said.

He just stood there. 

"Say it."

"Say what?  That she hadn't died yet?  Or her boyfriend's a piece of shit?"

I blinked.  I have no clue what was happening there.

"What?  You're crossing your limits Billy.  Apologize to her.  Ask sorry or I'll call dad and let him know that how you cheaply treated my friend.  And if I say so, he'll take back all the money from your account and you couldn't pay for that racing's entrance fees.  I know the fees is $1600." 

He stared at me.

"What are you doing, Alexa?  It wasn't his fault that I'm sick."

"He is.  Ask her."

"Go to hell!"