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Y/N POV
"Come on, don't leave. I got stabbed, remember?" Schlatt grasps my wrist. I'm taken aback at his attitude, he never acts like this. "I need help, Y/N"
"Schlatt, it's.." I pause, attempting to piece together a well enough sentence that'll make him give in and let me leave. "It's not that I don't care, but Alex has a concussion, and far worse injuries than one stab wound. He's not allowed to leave the hospital" I explain my reason for wanting to go to the hospital.
I had been here for about three hours, I took care of what Schlatt needed help with and I now wanted to leave to go check on Alex, but Schlatt didn't want me to go. "I need you to do one more thing for me, though" Schlatt adds on to all his rambling.
"What is it?" I ask him.
His eyes dart around as he obviously tries to come up with something. "Uh," Schlatt sits up, his hand slips from my wrist and I rest my hand back at my side.
"Exactly," I shake my head. "Look, I'm worried about Alex. I need to go check on him" I sigh. He reaches for my hand and grabs it before I can step back. "Why are you so against me seeing Alex?"
"Because.. he-- I don't.." Schlatt stutters. He looks up at me with pleading eyes, his hand squeezes mine. "Just 'cause I wanna spend time with you" He admits, cringing after.
Don't get me wrong, I was suspicious. Very suspicious. He was either planning on killing me or he already killed Alex and didn't want me to find out. Or I'm just hot. Probably that one. Maybe he genuinely just wants to be my friend, though. I didn't expect him to warm up to me. "When do you think you can go back to work?" I question him. His pleading attitude falters and he thinks for a moment.
"Like, three days-- I dunno, my body still hurts a bit" Schlatt shrugs. "You think you can stay with me for three more days?"
"Schlatt," I huff, rolling my eyes when he makes the stupid face again. "I'm sorry, I know I told you I'd help you but I have my own things to do. I'm busy, and I'm very worried about Alex"
"I'll hire you an assistant, two, three-- however many you want!" Schlatt exclaims. I take my hand from his, I attempt to hide my face from him as he stares at me with confused eyes.
"What is with you? How many of those pain meds did you take?" I sit down next to him. I hesitantly lift my hand to his forehead, pushing his hair up and placing my palm on his skin. "Are you sick or something?"
"You don't like me like this?" He teases me. "You don't like me being all clingy?" He continues to be annoying. He scrunches up his face and watches me scowl before he bursts out laughing. "You love it, admit it. You love me"
"I'm gonna pluck out each one of your stitches" I threaten him. He snickers and timidly leans closer.
"Really..?" Schlatt snickers, his eyes were dark, he knew I'd be to scared to attack him. I'd probably end up dead. "Do it then, sugar.." He mocks me.
