HURTS BEING OBLIVIOUS

CHAPTER 8

I stroked my hair and settled it so it lay back over one shoulder. I don't even know how to respond to that so I clear my throat and without a second thought I find myself asking; "What are you doing here?" He didn't let his smile fade. "A surprise" he simply said. Damn right it is I thought while trying to give a warm smile, I sigh "Sorry about that, this is just hard for me, excuse my manners" I say feeling my cheeks heat up. "You come in,if you wish to" I say trying to be polite. He nudged the door shut with his shoulders, he walks in a very extraordinary manner all the way to my bedside while still smiling, his eyes danced. "And now that I am here would you like to offer me a seat" he asked still smiling, "Sure, um have a seat" I say gesturing to the seat available besides me. "It's good to see you Laurie" he says as he unbuttoned his coat and hangs it over the back of a chair. He then takes the jar of water that lay on the table, pours himself a measure and that was the end of the water. "Here's to you and me" he says softly and drinks. I am amazed by this stranger's behavior. Would I ever date such a guy? I mean I just woke up from a 2 week length of slumber and he doesn't even ask about my health? I swallow hard and gather the courage to start up a conversation. "So who are you?" I asked now confused. He moves his gaze from the glass of water towards me - "Oh you've forgotten" he says dryly. I glare at him. How could he be so rude? "Yes. I have" I say between gritted teeth. "Well then let me introduce myself" he says "I'm-.... The ringing of his cell interrupted our conversation and he gets up to receive the call outside my room without seeking an excuse. If he is my boyfriend why is he mean to me? Do I look that terrible? I feel drowsy, it must be the pills, my lips feel dry. Just then he walks back in with his brows furrowed and takes a seat once more, smiles at me and says "Aah so where was I? Before I could say anything he says; "Oh yes I remember; he licks his lips and says; Yes so the name's Nate Posh, 24 years of age, boyfriend and husband to be of yours truly. He says in a rather excited tone. You've got to be kidding me, right?" "Nope he says now smiling while exposing his amazingly white teeth, are they all real? I wondered. I mean his teeth. Never mind that. I'm so tired, I can bearly hear him. I sigh and hold my head, Erm if you could please just excuse me for I am really tired and... I don't even finish my sentence before I fall asleep. I faintly hear him say in a distance; "oh dammit what now..."

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