Chapter 3.... my hero

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*Louisa*

Still humming to myself, I cleared my desk, ready to go home.
Yh right.... home... I almost forgot I had that anyways
I got to the elevator, but unfortunately some moron got stuck in it and they were fixing it...poor whoever it was. I had no other choice, I needed to get home, so I took the staircase instead. Reaching the car park, I wasn't looking, so yet again, I bumped into him!!!
Yh..him...but certainly not the him you're thinking.
It was my dad. The one person I hated more than I loved myself.
Drunk as usual, he pounced on me. Screaming that I was the reason his life ended. Raising my tear filled eyes to his, I saw nothing but hate, anger, and the urge to drink my blood. For some reason, I wasn't screaming for help as usual. I just stood there waiting for him to do the worst. I had decided there and then that I wouldn't struggle with death anymore. If it wanted to come, then I'd gladly take it.
He held my throat tighter and I felt something warm trickle down my bare neck. I smelt blood!
Gulping hard, I prayed silently for a miracle even though I wasn't expecting any.
Seems like he didn't want to strangle me anymore because he suddenly released his grip and stepping backwards, he held a gun to my face.
" Why do you hate me so much??!
What have I ever done to you to deserve such hatred??!!"
"Scoff.....I don't hate you my darling daughter... point..of...*burp* correction, I...*belch* despise you"
He was finding it difficult to stand straight.
" Say hi to your...*hiccup* stupid, useless, goddamned mother*hiccup* and the devil too".
Saying that he pulled the trigger ...
*Boom!!!!!!*
Why wasn't I hurt? He shot me right??
I'm supposed to feel pain, or at least die..
My eyes were shut the whole time and opening it slowly, I saw a huge back facing me. This person had saved my life. I unknowingly looked at his wrist and holy shit!!!!
Yes....now that's the guy you think he is ... Mr Lee!!
Took a bullet!! For ME!!
" Oh...so you got yourself a hero!"
My father...or rather...that man, laughed mockingly and without even thinking, I ran towards him and all I thought about was to kill him but before I could get to him, I heard another gun shot...but this time, my dad dropped dead.
It was then that I realized that the bullet had come from Mr Lee's gun.
I ran towards him and with all the strength in me, I shoved him into the car and drove straight to the nearby hospital.



*Shawn*

*Ring*..
I knew exactly who the call was from but I didn't want to get upset any more, at least not after putting up with those annoying business men from Huawei....*ugh!
I got bored of sitting around so I walked towards her desk, carefully checking if she was around,but seems like she already left. Yh...she...
I walked towards the terrace and stared at the moving vehicles, thinking of nothing else but her.... her face...her innocent eyes...and then, I saw her going out towards her car.
I smiled like when you give candy to a  little child. But my smile was gone. After I saw the way he held her, I didn't understand what came over me... She was bleeding...I could see the blood on her sky blue shirt. I could see the tears in her eyes... I myself couldn't even fathom the anger that was brewing up in me. I rushed to my office in search of my gun. That explains why I wasted time because when I got there, he had already pulled the trigger. Without thinking, I moved quickly and stood right in front of her letting the bullet go through my left arm. His drunken state was an advantage because he had bad aim and probably blurring vision.
I felt less pain because I was used to taking bullets. But then something amazed me. She ran towards him unarmed and I had to act quickly, so yes, I pulled the trigger and it hit my target. But that was it I was bleeding so much and my consciousness started to fade.
I felt her fragile arms around my waist and the other over my shoulder.  I smiled inwardly but that was all I could remember. Whatever happened next, I have no idea.

*Louisa*

I sat there at the reception clinging to my shirt, not ready to think of what would have happened if he hadn't shown up. I was thankful, yet curious as to why he would risk his life for a mere employee.
The doctor came out and I rushed to him almost staining his perfect white lab coat with almost dried blood.
"Doc.....tor, what happened? Is he going to be ok? Is he going to be fine? How is he? Can I see him now? Talk to me..!"
"Well young lady, if you would let me speak, one question at a time, anyways, the patient is fine, thanks to you we were able to stabilize him because if you had wasted any more time, he would've have died, and, uhhm, yes you can see him now , although he is not fully awake."
"Thank you so much doctor, I'm sorry for the way I behaved earlier,"
"Oh I understand, it's normal for couples to be concerned about each other*wink*.
He said and walked away
"What the hell was this psycho saying?"
Anyways that wasn't my problem. I rushed to his ward and gently opened the door. I pulled out a chair and sat beside his bed. Looking at his face, I had the opportunity to admire him without him knowing. This man beast,had saved my life today...he risked his life today for me....tears began to pour out..I couldn't hold it in anymore. I prayed for him to get well and as I cried, sleep took over me.

*Shawn*

"Whoa....where am I?"
"You're in the airplane so fasten your seat belt and get ready for take off..."
I recognized that voice. It was Dr. Bruce,our family doctor. He was the only one capable of teasing me like that. I relaxed knowing I was in the hospital and it was then that I remembered why. I looked around searching for something, or rather someone
"She's at the reception, don't think she left."
I heaved a sigh unknowingly and immediately regretted doing that in front of Bruce. He was definitely going to ask me stupid questions right now.
"Sooooooooo.. when were u gonna tell me about her?"
" She's my employee ok? Nothing else. I saved her life today and she returned the favour that's all"
" Last time I checked you don't even care about anyone else apart from yourself, so why would you save your so called "just an employee" from death today?"
I squeezed the space between my brows and thought about his words. He was right..I also have no idea why I felt like it was my duty to protect her. I felt like her pain was mine and mine hers. I wanted to shield her from every form of pain but the question is,
Why??
Turning to the other side I asked to be left alone. Bruce left and about five minutes later I heard the door open. I peeked and saw her and I knew it was his handwork. *That bastard* Although I was kind of happy with her presence. I silently watched her every move. She was slow and divine. As she cried, I wanted to hold her close and comfort her, telling her that I'm fine and so is she, but I couldn't. I didn't want to scare her away. I just lay there struggling to control my emotions. Her sobs soon subsided and I felt her heart beat become slower. She was breathing fine and I sensed she had dozed off. True to my thoughts, she was sleeping soundly. I carried her to the bed and replaced her position on the chair. It was then that I remembered that she too was injured. I checked and found out that her wound had not been treated. I stormed to Bruce's office not caring at all.
I found out that she actually refused to receive treatment until I was better. My heart ached. Staring intently at him, he got the message and went straight to my ward with two other nurses. They dressed her wounds which woke her up.
After the treatment, she stood up, took her purse and car keys and walked towards the door. She stopped in her tracks and turned around.
"Thank you"
She said and left.
I called my assistant, Sam, and asked him to come pick me up.

*Louisa*

I didn't want to leave, but I remembered I had to go home. Home to meet loneliness and darkness. *Sigh*
I got home and went straight to my room and into the bathroom. I had a quick bath and tucked my myself into the bed. Today had mixed events.
I should be sober... I should cry... After all I lost my father. Why wasn't I mourning?
I tried to recall beautiful times we spent as a father and daughter blah blah blah...*ugh* why am I even trying anyways, he deserved to die.
*Sigh*
I'm alive and healthy...all thanks to him....the dare devil.... that man beast.... That tyrant.......
My hero






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