ELIJAH'S P.O.V
i saw calvin sitting on one of the beds in the emergency room and one of the nurses was already treating him.
his nose was bleeding.
i didn't want to intervene anymore and just let that nurse do the work but for some reason, i want to know if calvin was doing okay.
weird, right?
"hey, doc eli!" calvin cheerfully greeted when he saw me walking towards them.
"i'll finish this, thank you." i told the nurse and she politely responded before leaving us. i closed the curtains, giving some privacy so i could scold this guy right here.
"andito ka nanaman? kalalabas mo lang ng ospital a week ago ah?"
"hehe ano kasi doc-"
"nabunggo ka nanaman?"
"ha? hindi ah! magaling ako magdrive 'no. minalas lang last time."
"eh anong nangyari dyan sa ilong mo?"
"ano... may sumapak."
"funny, huh?" calvin asked when he caught me smiling. i took some cotton and proceeded to dab it gently by his nose.
"wreckless driver na nga, basagulero pa."
"alam mo judgemental ka. kung hindi lang kita crush–"
"what?"
"kung hindi lang kita crush–"
"ano?!"
"eli, patapusin mo kaya ako kesa tanong ka ng tanong."
he called me eli. walang doc!!!
at ano daw? crush??
"i mean, i heard you right but–"
"crush nga kita."
"stop. pinagtitripan mo lang ako eh."
calvin shrugged, "okay."
now i don't know what the hell does that mean.
