That Blonde Guy

Chapter 40

A/N: the original schedule for chap 40 update was august 31st and it's october now..... i literally forgot..... am sorry..... 💀

oh my god im so horrible... 💀

anyway, here you go.

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The first thing that I saw the moment I opened my eyes was the white ceiling. My entire head was aching and my vision was a little blurry.

Where am I?

I tried to move but a sudden pang of pain immediately shot to my temple, making me close my eyes in grimace. I let out a groan, immediately putting a hand on the side of my head. I suddenly remembered the last thing that happened before I ended up lying here. I was on the street, there was a cat, and then there was a car coming that was about to hit me.

My eyes widened at the realization. So I'm in the hospital now?

With my vision still spinning, I tried lifting up my head once again. I found myself thanking the gods that I was able to survive after being hit by that car. My head was painful and my body felt tired and sore, but that's it. It seemed like I hadn't taken any serious injuries.

I hope that cat is okay.

"M-Mom?"

There was no one around.

The room was dimly lit so I didn't notice the surrounding at first. When my eyes adjusted to the dark, I realized that the bed that I was lying on was big and white, and there was a huge fluffy comforter over me. I was about to pull myself up but I stopped when I heard a gentle groan from beside me. The white comforter that was on top of me was so big and fluffy that it was covering the whole bed and my forehead creased when I saw something moved under it.

Someone is lying beside me?

Confused, I moved the comforter a little to peek and what I saw underneath literally made my jaw drop.

It was a person-a guy-lying on his stomach with his face buried on the pillow. He was facing the opposite direction of the bed and his bare back was now exposed to me. It took me a few seconds to realize that he was naked.

I immediately moved to the farthest corner of the bed, covering my mouth. With my eyes wide, I looked at the naked guy lying beside me. Who the hell is this guy?

"Mom?" I called again, my chest pounding. "I-Is anyone there?"

I got up from lying, forehead creased and brows pulled together, wondering why on Earth was there a naked guy lying with me on the hospital bed. The moment I pulled myself up, the white comforter slid off my torso and I suddenly felt coldness all over my body. My forehead creased even more because at that moment, I knew that something was not right. I looked at myself, and I swear to God, my eyes could've popped out of their damn sockets when I saw my own body, naked as the fucking truth.

And it was like the whole world stopped when I saw my portruding nipples.

I gaped.

WHY AM I NAKED?!

"Shit!" I immediately covered my exposed boobs with my hands. I was still sitting on the bed so I immediately grabbed the white comforter and covered myself up my to my neck. That's when I started panicking, thinking why was I naked on the bed lying beside a naked guy. Breathing fast, I frantically looked around. With my chest pounding, I realized that I actually wasn't in a hospital.

The room that I was in was big and spacious, with high white ceiling but metallic black walls. There were nightstands on either side of the bed with lampshades that emits warm, dim light, allowing me to see. Aside from the huge white bed where we were lying, the only furniture that could be found was the black leather sofa on the other side of the room and a square dark glass center table with a bottle of liquor and glasses on the top. Classy chandelier, wide flat screen television mounted up the wall, and clothes scattered on the carpeted floor.