Hidden Heart: A Saga Of Redemption

Fear From What?

[She sighed and got up resting her both hands on her side of the waist.]

Amelia: (firmly) Enough is enough. Now just promise me that whatever happens you'll never hurt yourself like this.

Victor: (voice breaking) I'm sorry, Amelia. I didn't mean to... I was just so angry and hurt myself. I didn't know how to deal with it.

[She stretched out her arms before him.]

Amelia: (firmly and frowning brow) Promise? Otherwise I'll kill (gestured as a punch by making a fist) you.

[Victor was again dominated by her cute behavior and finally rested his right hand over her palm. Their touch became an evidence of a strong bounded promise.]

Victor: (smiling gently looking at her and whispering) Promise.

Amelia: (breaking the touch and smiled brightly) That's like a good Volcano.

[This time he laughed at her approached revealing most part of his fangs. She also smiled and handed him the breakfast tray.]

Amelia: Now just finish it.

[As he took a bite he was just about opened up to admire it but he was stopped by Amelia.]

Amelia: (gesturing her palm to stop) Mmmmmm.... Just have it. I know it's yum because it made by (pointing towards her) me.

[He smiled at her poutyness and nodded. She was just about to leave but he immediately stopped chewing and raised his voice.]

Victor: (resting the slice on the plate) Where...... are....... (Chewing) you going?

Amelia: (pointing outside) To the kitchen. (Added) what happened?

[He wanted to stop her but his unspoken mind could not allow him to opened up which is important.]

Victor: (lifting a piece of apple with the fork) No. It's okay. You go. (Hesitatedly) I mean you can go.

Amelia: (confused) Do you want to say something?

Victor: Nayyy..... (Forcefully smiled) Definitely not.

[She turned back one last time.]

Amelia: And yeah. One thing.

[He looked at her with an asking manner.]

Amelia: I'll take you to Doctor at lunch time. I think you need a Tetanus Injection as your cuts are severe.

[She left immediately without listening to him further.]

Victor: (mind racing) Injection? No way! I hate needles. I can't let her take me there.

[Victor fidgeted nervously in his chair, pushed the unfinished breakfast tray away. His mind was in a frenzy of fear and anxiety. The thought of a needle piercing his skin made his stomach churn. He had always been terrified of injections since he was a child.]

Victor: (muttering) I need to find a way to avoid this. Maybe I can convince her that it's not that serious.

[Victor looked down at his bandaged foot, wincing at the pain. He knew he couldn't avoid the doctor forever, but the thought of facing an injection was unbearable. He continued to eat his fruit bowl, trying to calm his racing thoughts.]

[LUNCHTIME]

[Amelia returned to Victor's cabin around lunchtime, her face set with determination. She found him pacing the room, his limp more were more pronounced yet determined.]

Amelia: (firmly) Victor, it's time to go to the doctor.

Victor: (panicking) Amelia, I don't think it's necessary. I'm feeling better already. Look (pointing to his legs) I'm walking properly.