Playing The Player

The Snickers Bar.

"Can we get out of here? Hospitals kind of creep me out." I basically begged Demetrius. He wasn't taking me seriously instead he just laughed. "Not yet, I'm pretty sure they have to keep you for longer." I pouted as he said those words. "Oh come on. I'm fine." I said raising my arms up, only to hiss in pain seconds after.

I tried covering it with a smile but Demetri wasn't having it. He licked his lips and smiled, showing off his perfect white teeth. I'm pretty sure I was staring because Demetri just snickered at me. "Your really desperate for these lips aren't you?"

My cheeks went rosey, I was going to tease him and say something like "In your dreams." But I didn't instead I ran my finger along his bottom lip and leaned in for a kiss. He backed away a little at first, probably surprised I wasn't teasing him like usual. But then he cupped my face and and began kissing me hungrily.

I tugged at his dark brown curls and he lifted me up, making sure not to hurt my stomach, placing me on his lap, never taking his lips off of mine. One of his hands rested on my butt and the other was at the back of my neck.

He removed his lips from mine to catch his breath, and started placing wet kisses on my neck, no doubt leaving a trail of hickies. I was still saddled on his lap and the hand that was rested on my butt was now wrapped around my back, grabbing my left boob.

Our makeout session was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door. I quickly jumped off Demetri and slump back into the bed. Demetrius walked over to the door and opened it with one hand, while the other ran through his hair. I tried slowing my breathing as the person walked in, my mother.
"Laia, darling. How are you feeling?" I gave her a thumbs up and plastered a smile across my face.

I looked over at Demetri, who was trying to figure out who the woman was, then he locked his gorgeous with mine and his eyebrows shot up like a damn rocket.
I was confused why he looked so shocked, then he started pointing at his neck, mouthing 'hickies'.

I caught on and leapt for the blanket, hanging off my hospital bed. I covered up my neck with the soft blanket and put my focus back on my Mom. She sat across from me on the bed, staring in confusion.
"It's a bit chilly in here, no?"
"Well.. Not really but anyways my love. How have you been holding up in here?"
I ignored her question, hesitating to even answer.

"Where's your husband Mom?" I said, crossing my arms and with a bit more attitude then I intended to use. She frowned and shook her head.

"I'm sorry baby, I know your frustrated but I'm happy with him." She smiled innocently. Those words pushed me off the edge and I couldn't hold back my anger anymore.

"No mom, your seriously fucking stupid. Just wait until he cheats again, don't come bloody crying to me saying I was right."
She stared down at the ground then at me, then the ground. I saw a tear fall from her face and onto her plaided skirt.

I flickered my eyes over to Demetri, who remained hid away in the corner of the small room. Pretending he wasn't there, he most likely didn't want to remind my mom he was in the middle of our private and awkward situation.

I bit my tongue to refrain from arguing any more and just buried my face into the blanket covering my hickies.
She didn't say anything for the next 30 seconds. She just wiped away her tears, nodded in response to my silence and walked out the door looking absolutely pissed.

I scoffed at her playing victim, she chose my dad over me. I was literally in the fucking hospital and she just walked away.

I groaned in embarrassment and frustration, and moved the blanket covering my neck all the way up to my forehead so my tears couldn't be noticed.

I sat cross-legged under it for a little while, cracking my knuckles and contemplating the past 15 minutes before Demetrius walked over and scooped me up, carrying me bridal style. I groaned mentally as I threw the blanket off my face, Demetrius looked down at me with a smile. I was about to melt right on the spot.

"I've only known you for just over a week and you've been injured 3 times already." I pushed him playfully at the comment.

I took my focus off of him to see where he was walking to then he stopped right in front of the hospital gift shop. I squealed when I saw the endless amount of chocolate in the closest aisle.

He put me down carefully, I went to run to the chocolate, when I got a slap to the butt from Demetrius.
I flinched hard, my mind recalling the night I spent trapped in my car. I threw my palms to my eyes, then immediately uncovering them, realising how stupid I must have looked..

I spun around to look back to Demetrius and he had concern painted all over his face. I could tell he was mentally beating himself up so I decided to give him reassurance.
I placed my hand on his shoulder and sighed. He was now facing the ground in disappointment of himself.
"Laia.."
"Don't. It's fine, I'm fine." I calmly spoke and I saw his eyes glitter in relief.

There was every kind of chocolate I could think of. Now I thought hospitals weren't so creepy and apocalypse-looking. My eyes landed of the Snickers bar. It was so beautiful and it was calling my name. There was only one left. I went to grab it, when it was snatched from the box.

My jaw dropped open and I shot my eyes at the person who stole the chocolate. He looked like he was no older than 18 and was devilishly handsome.
He had tanned skin and had his entire arm covered in tattoos of writing and shadowed figures.
His eyes were a colour in between silver and blue. He had brown hair that fell halfway down his forehead. His face was pure perfection. He towered over me, I wasn't angry about the chocolate anymore, I wanted this guy to be in my bed.

"Did you want this?" He said smiling, his teeth were blindingly white and his plump lips looked like they could kiss me very well. He held out the chocolate, waiting for me to take it.

"I- Uh no. No, you have it. I'll find a different one." I said, praying he didn't think I was some stuttering bimbo.
He smiled again and tossed me the bar, completely dismissing what I just told him. "Lawrence." He greeted me, holding out his veiny hand.
I shook it and immediately almost fainted as we touched. His hand engulfed mine, and his skin was so smooth.

He took his hand away and raised his eyebrow at me. I stared at him confused wondering why he raised his eyebrow. He wants to know my name. I'm so stupid.
"I'm uh L-L." I blushed profusely.
"L-L-Leaving, come on Laia."

A hand wrapped around my stomach, pulling me backwards. I winced in pain of my bruises but very softly it almost sounded like a moan.

I recognised the voice straight away and turned around to see an angry Demetrius.

I turned back quickly to see Lawrence staring back at me with a worried face before walking away and towards the soda section. He probably thought I got abused by Demetri or some shit since he literally just dragged me away very aggressively.

Demetrius grabbed my face gently and turned my face to him. He eyed me for a while before breaking the awkward silence. "Who was that guy?" He said defensively, putting a strand of hair behind my ear as he scanned his eyes over my face. "Nobody." I huffed, staring at my feet.

"Do you know him?" he asked walking past me and to the candy section. I spun around and groaned in frustration.

"No, but I could've gotten to know him. You completely embarrassed me." I whined raising my voice a little.

"So you beat up a girl I kissed, but when it comes to you flirting with another guy after making out with me. It's okay?" He was pissed and that made me pissed.

"Exactly, I was just talking to him. Not sucking him off. Your such a dickhead." I scoffed. That seemed to tick him off even more. He furrowed his brows and clenched his jaw. I moved back a few steps in case he couldn't control his temper this time. He seemed to notice I was afraid and stepped past me, storming off out of sight.

I mentally punched myself in the face and bought the stupid chocolate bar that I didn't even feel like eating anymore. I was quite relieved that Demetrius hadn't placed as much as a finger on me. I guess he learnt from his mistakes. I also felt pretty bad because I was the one that pissed him off.