Chapter 13 - He is the one

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"Sorry.... I didn't mean to someone bumped into me so I it just happened..I'm extremely sorry" I apologized him. I stammered with my words. I was really afraid of facing him like Dia said I'm behaving like he's the ghost.

"It's ok" he said half heartedly and left. I told Dia to wait for me and I trailed him. Because I forgot to inform him that uncle summoned him. He halted when he was near the restroom.

"Why are you coming behind me?" His tone was authoritative, and his piercing gaze made me momentarily falter, sensing his displeasure.

"I have to tell you something, so I..." I started to explain, but Richard's interruption was swift, "In the men's washroom?" he furrowed his brows in disbelief, making me realize the inappropriateness of my trailing.

I hurriedly clarified, "No!" My cheeks burned with humiliation, wishing I could take back my ill-conceived decision to follow him into such a private area.

Realizing my mistake, I quickly pointed to a nearby tree as a suitable place to wait,he nodded and turned away to enter the restroom to clean  his stained shirt.

Left standing alone, I sighed heavily, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration with myself.

I was waiting for him. A drunken man came out of nowhere since it's a solitude place, I felt numb in my toes. I was in a peril. He clutched my wrist. I tried all possible ways to free myself from him but everything is in vain he's too strong. He tried to take advantage of me. I screamed for help. I started sobbing when I lost hope. The next second punch landed on his face. When I looked at that person he was Ric. He came for my rescue I don't know the reason but I felt happy . When I was a kid I used to pray to God to send me his guardian angel descended by god to fight for me from the kids who bullied me, he came here as guardian angel. He is the knight I was looking for. He became my armour. At this moment I realised he is the one. I'll love him till death apart from us nothing can stop me from loving him

Throughout all this time, I had convinced myself that what I felt for him was merely attraction. But now, in the midst of everything, I suddenly realized how wrong I was. My emotions for him ran much deeper than I had ever anticipated.

I'm in love with him . I do not know when or how it happened but it happened. Perhaps this is love, It just happens when we meet someone who makes us feel special. I am acting like a crazy idiot whenever he's near me. Why did I fall for him? I can't answer myself I don't know why I had fallen for him because love isn't based on reasons it just happens before we realise. How stupid I am. I palmed my face.

He gave me hope that I have a person in my life who can fight for me. Anyone can help in this situation but it doesn't matter to me. When I came out of my trance I found Ric still snacking on his face. He's fighting back with Ric. That man was a concussion.

"Stop it please" I yelled then Ric turned towards me. "Thank you for saving me from me but please stop it he'll die" I requested him. Ric beat him to pulp if it continues I'm sure he'll die. I saw his knuckles bleeding. "My god blood oozing from your knuckles don't you feel it" I tried to clean the blood.

"It's okay, not a big wound. It'll become normal after a few minutes," Richard reassured me calmly, pulling his hand back. But I couldn't shake the concern, Blood was visibly oozing from his wound, This was my fault, and I had to take responsibility.

"No, it's not normal. We have to do something, or else it'll get infected. Don't you dare deny me this," I insisted firmly, grabbing his hand gently to begin cleaning the wound. I couldn't abandon him now, not after all he had done for me, especially during that time he fought on my behalf.

As I carefully washed his injured hand, I noticed Richard watching me in a way he never had before. For a fleeting moment, I thought I saw a hint of happiness in his eyes as he looked at me, but just as quickly, he averted his gaze. When I finished cleaning and bandaging his wound, he thanked me sincerely, and for the first time, I saw a genuine smile grace his lips. It was a subtle yet profound change in his demeanor.

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