Savage (SaTzu)

23. Aftermath

SANA

"I'm more than capable of moving around by myself. You don't need to keep carrying me." I scolded Tzuyu who just ignored me as she walked down the stairs of her ridiculous mansion with me in her arms.

"Tzuyu, I can walk. Please, it's embarrassing."

"You haven't been cleared yet and I'm not taking any fucking chances of you ripping open your wounds. Until you are cleared by Dr. Lee, you will not be lifting a finger. Understand?"

"No." I muttered.

"Good."

"I can walk on my own." I repeated myself for the hundredth time.

"I said no, Sana. Now stop fucking arguing with me."

We finally reached the end of the stairs and I hid my face in her neck to avoid the stares of the men inside along with all the workers she had. There were so many and every time they saw me I could hear them whispering.

They all spoke in Thai, so obviously; I didn't understand a thing.

"Boss." Jackson her henchman, said. "Our guests have been asking about you."

"What guests?" I pulled away from her neck to ask.

"No one important. Dūlæ phwk k̄heā tæ̀ cả wị̂ ẁā h̄ı̂ phwk k̄heā mī chīwit xyū̀." (Take care of them, but remember keep them alive)

I rolled my eyes.

"I told you to stop speaking in Thai around me."

"Maybe you should just learn it since you're so curious."

"Or maybe you shouldn't keep secrets from me." I countered and I hated the underlying hostility in both of our voices.

Her brows knitted together in confusion.

"It's not a secret."

"You said it in Thai. Jackson speaks English too."

At the mention of his name, Jackson ducked his head and all but ran away from the foyer, leaving us alone to argue.

"Sana, stop. If I wanted you to know something then I would tell you."

"So, what is it? You don't trust me."

"That's not what I said."

"You didn't have to say it. It's written on your face."

Tzuyu didn't speak or even spare a second glance at me. Instead, choosing to walk down to the kitchen. She set me down on the chair and called out for someone to make her some coffee. There was every type of breakfast food laid out in front of me yet I wasn't interested in any of it. I gazed up at Tzuyu who was sipping on her coffee while she read the newspaper.

Casual.

As if anything about her life and now my life was casual.

I was furious with her.

I wanted to scream at her.

I wanted to hit her.

I wanted to hug her and kiss her as well.

I couldn't even walk away or be alone because Tzuyu refused to leave me be. Ever since I got home from the hospital two weeks ago, she's coddled me. We haven't spoken about anything.

Not about our last argument. Not about when I was kidnapped. Not about a single fucking thing. I don't know if she was waiting for the doctor to clear me or if she didn't want to bring it up at all. I wouldn't know. Because again, we don't talk. It was awkward since she was suffocating me.