Beyond Heaven and Hell

Chapter 13 - Those Pesky Feelings

*Nate's POV*

I stuttered, "I, uh...uh..." tears started to welt in my eyes just from confusion and shock. I low balled. Probably shouldn't have played her emotions but I needed to what I needed to do, to get out of there.

"I'm scared..." I seep out the words softly and look into her eyes with compassion. I could see it was working and to be completely honest I should be feeling for her, I had a wife and child waiting at home I'm sure they're panicking, I miss them so much.

These true feeling of hurt and loneliness helped bring an extra tear down my cheek. I looked down and whispered "I'm sorry" to Sophie as I turned back to the bed.

Sophie followed me and sat by the foot of my bed where I was sitting.

I kept my gaze to my hand that laid in my lap. Sophie's rested her hand on my over the blanket and slightly rubbed in a caring manner.
"I'm sorry" I exclaimed, "I just don't know where I am or what's going to happen to me... I wake up scared and then I get jabbed with a needle to be then left alone in this hospital-like room. I don't even know how I got here".

"I understand Nate" her voice sounded as rose pedals felt. Soft velvety and precious. "I don't like forcing you to be in here.. I can't even tell you where or why you're in here".

"I wish I could" Sophie exhaled as she glanced at the floor.

Shaking her head out of the daze, Sophie looked at me empathetically. This surely was one of the rare moments I could look into her gorgeous eyes as she would look back at me.... Just wow.

"All that you need to know is that right now, you're safe in this room and I will care for you every moment that I can" Sophie continued to look into my eyes delicately. It was almost like one of those movie scenes where two characters are about to kiss. I could see her chest start to rise and fall more viciously in my peripheral vision; her breathing pace was rising... What is she feeling? I glanced at her chest and well look... I am only a man, and I can only stop myself in most situations unlike this one... I was glancing a little too long than a married man should. They were so perfectly round and perky... I cleared my throat and quickly looked away.

"Look"I coughed. "I think I just need to sleep. I can't comprehend anything or evenbe calm when I don't know where I am or know anyone here at all." I rolled overand exhaled stressfully. I felt bad for looking at her chest, to be fair I am aman, but I used to take pride in being so over the top loyal to my wife. Maybethis whole place is just getting to my head.