CHAPTER 1: Wounded

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CHAPTER 1

I want to love. I want to love someone more than I want to love myself but I know that is like saying something utterly ridiculous. But I guess, I just want to understand why humans fall in love and what is so good about it.

"Hayssss..." I sighed. Where is my mind drifting off again tsk. I shook my head and straightened my back.

"Well, I guess I should close the shop now." After some more routine check, I picked up my backpack and keys.

"Excuse me." "Huh?" I turned around and saw a man wearing a white hoodie.

"Sorry we're closed now." I said and went back to locking the door. After I locked it, I suddenly heard a loud thud and I saw the man collapsed on the ground.

"Oh my god! Hello? Are you okay?" I shook his shoulder but I got no response. What am I gonna do?

"Help!" There's no one here of course lol. Looks like I'll have to ---- " Daddy!" I was shocked to see a boy running towards us.

"Are you his son?" The kid nodded with teary eyes. "Ohh no no, don't cry ok? I will help you and your daddy." I said and quickly ran to get my car.

"Can you help me carry your dad?" I asked and the kid nodded his head enthusiastically. While I tried to carry the man in my shoulders, the kid helped me put him in the car seat. That's when I noticed that his white hoodie has a lot of blood.

"What happened to you and your dad, sweetie?" I asked the kid as I am driving. I'm going to take them to my house which is just two km ahead. I hope that I have my emergency kit still.

"I'm not really sure Ma'am.. sobs.. but suddenly my dad and I had to run away from some bad guys." He spoke well. I looked at the kid from the center mirror and he is thinking carefully while trying to stop himself from crying.

"I see. Do you know what a gun is?" I asked and he nodded. "T-they had guns, I think.." He answered.

What in the world happened to them? I thought as I stopped the car. "Wait here sweetie." I said and went out to open the gate.

After, I quickly parked my car inside and checked his dad's condition. He is sweating and has a high temperature. I should get him inside quick. It took some time for me to bring him inside tho due to his weight. He is a big tall guy and I am just a skinny lady tsk.

I laid him down on the couch and rushed inside my room. "Where is it... hmmm.. there you are!" I quickly ran back to the living room.

"Can you stay inside my room until I call you out, sweetie?" The kid nodded and after I made sure he is alright in my room I quickly prepared everything I need. Fortunately, I am knowledgeable in this bc I am studying as a nurse currently but damn, this still makes me feel nervous.

An hour passed and I sighed in relief. "Finally, its done. Well, it did help that he is asleep or else he would have to feel the pain."

"I am awake." A whisper came from the man with his eyes still closed.

"Oh god, you were? Do you feel hurt anywhere? I'm sorry I didn't realize.." I panicked instantly. Why couldn't he tell me?

"Its alright. It wasn't that painful. You're pretty good at stitching and taking out the bullet." The man said still as a whisper.

"Umm.. well then you should get some rest. You can stay for the night Sir." I said and started cleaning bc I have to get the little boy in my room so he can see his dad.

I sighed as I laid down in bed.

"Phew. I thought I was gonna mess up bc of how nervous I was earlier." My eyes slowly felt heavy and I dozed off unknowingly.

The next day, the two of them were nowhere to be found. They probably left bc of safety issues.

"I just hope that they are indeed safe. His wound is still fresh." I whispered to myself and sighed. That was so unexpected that I forgot to really think carefully and I just acted on impulse.

"At least I helped. That's what matters."

I started getting ready and after, I drove my car to my university in the city but due to the traffic I ended up being late in the first class for almost 15 minutes.

"Good morning Si----" 

"Yes, come in." Professor Nick sternly stared at me and I lowered my head. Damn, he is always on his man PMS.

I sat on my armchair and quickly wrote the notes on the board. Another hectic day I guess.














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