Bloody Be The Blades

3

Minutes had passed before Cazper came out of the bathroom as Silas pulled open the door and looked over her curvaceous frame, his eyes still failing to meet hers. "My housemate isn't answering her phone so I guess I'll just walk home." She shrugged softly and slipped on the hospital slippers, having been emitted without any shoes on.

"One of the guys in my department dropped my car off, I can take you home if you don't mind." Silas' eyes traced her clothing, devouring any information that her style and posture could give him about her. His gaze reached the blood-soaked gray shirt that had random holes, but it seemed to just be the style, the sleeves had been cut horizontally from the medic team. From everything he had gathered visually and felt from her; she seemed to be very comfortable with herself and the body she had, her demeanor was extremely confident and laid back. No matter, Silas felt something he couldn't exactly identify rolling off of her, and this intrigued him immensely.

Cazper also did her own observation of Silas; from what she could tell he was polite yet authoritative and very smart. His clothing was pristine and his outward hygiene was immaculate. To her, he was a man who knew what he was doing with his life and held his self-image high, but she knew there was no way he was so perfect. "I'd really appreciate it." She bounced on the tips of her feet as a smile laid on her lips; the words had been spoken and Silas headed out, leading Cazper past the desk, staring eyes and to his car. The sun had fallen, the silver body of the vehicle shimmered softly in the dim light that illuminated the parking lot as its headlights came to life with a single click of his keys. The two opened their doors at the same time and sat; as the doors closed, Silas pressed the key into its slot and the car purred to life. After he buckled into his seat he took a quick look around the car as Cazper's eyes traced the clean interior. They pulled out of the parking lot and she'd taken his phone to pull up directions which showed on the screen that was in the center of the dash. She hadn't meant to but she caught a glimpse of the last address that she knew all too well, it's where she made the decision that got her hospitalized. Only I could get into a situation like this, how the hell do I even manage..

Her stiletto shaped, black painted nail clicked the button and turned off the screen of his phone, he was oddly comfortable with her. The sound of Cazper's stomach rumbling snapped her out of her thoughts while Silas snickered softly. She sifted her attention to him and everything froze. The lights in the car, along with the streets danced over his perfectly toned skin and illuminated his gorgeously colored eyes as they watched the road. Her heart fluttered as his hand rose and wiggled through his perfect hazelnut curls. Cazper was so mesmerized by Silas that she hadn't realized he had pulled off the designated route and was pulling into the drive-through of a fast-food place.

Silas looked over, caught off guard for a moment by her pale green optics and the soft flush on her pale cheeks. "Cazper," His deep yet soothing voice brought her back as she blinked and looked around. "What would you like?" His eyes went back to the brightly light sign as he rolled down his window, his free hand popping open the center console and digging out the wallet he tossed in there when they had got in the car.

"Number 4 with a sweet tea, please." Why is he being so fucking nice?  Cazper shifted in her seat and pulled her wallet from her back pocket, unzipping it and shuffling through her money.

The voice echoed through the box and greeted them before Silas went on with the order, asking for two of the same things, though getting a soda with his. They pulled to the window and the girl greeted Silas with a flirtatious smile and an overly preppy voice. The shift of atmosphere in the car happened harshly and fast, making a chill ripple down his back that he thought was a left over side effect of his dehydration. No words were given to the girl as he had given his card and taken it back with their food and drinks. Cazper took the bag from his hand and calmed the violence in her mind, the urge to reach through the window and crush the girl's windpipe subsiding as they pulled out and back onto the street.