Chapter 9 Enzo

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I woke up and sat on the bed, listening to the doctor's instructions. Then the gate opens and there enters Barbara with tears in her eyes.
I looked at her safe and sound. I was shot on the back and from the fall I got a head injury and broke my right arm and a knee. The doctor said I could have died it's a miracle that I survived after so much blood loss. But I knew at that exact moment I would do it all over again if it means she is safe.

She walked towards me and the world stopped right there. Everyone left the room and she sat beside me.
She asked "how are you?"
Enzo : Now that I have seen you, good
Barbara : You shouldn't have come back for me. You are here because of me. I am so sorry. You must hate me. (started sobbing while saying)

I raised my left hand to her cheeks and wiped her tears. "I could never hate you sweetheart".
She looked at me with wide eyes and tears still falling from her eyes.

She was the only thought I had when I was subconscious. When I regained my consciousness her name was the first thing I said.

Everyone came to the room. Barbara was talking to the doctor in the corner of the room. Dante was telling me Russians attacked us he is working on a plan for revenge, everybody is safe, few of my men who were injured are seeking treatment and some updates about business while I was out. I was half listening to him and peeking towards Barbara and then he mentioned that she came to meet me every single day when I was out.
Then he had my whole attention and I said "what?" in disbelief.
Dante didn't said anything and looked at me in amusement "now I have your whole attention, huh!"
I glared at him.

Barbara came to see me. But why? She hates me as I am her captor I took away her perfect life.

Barbara comes with Linda during breakfast, lunch and dinner and feeds me as my right hand is fractured I couldn't do it myself.
She also tells me about the book she is reading currently. She reads a lot of romance apparently. I personally like to read philosophies and autobiographies. But I like discussing actions of her book's fictional characters with her.
She also mentions glimpses of her life before, and how much she misses her siblings.

It's been a week. My plaster has been removed. I can move my arms and legs. I sleep in my bedroom with Barbara but she sleeps on the couch. I told her there is enough space on bed and I won't hurt her but she refused. She said she is quite comfortable on the couch. I replied her "sweetheart I am not gentleman but I won't sleep on bed while you sleep in couch. I will sleep on couch and you sleep on bed."
She raised he eyebrows "absolutely not you still need proper rest you are not healed completely".
We slept on the bed so far from eachother you could literally build wall of china between us. She faced her back towards me. I lied on my back after giving her one last glance I closed my eyes and slept.

When I woke up strawberry and feminine smell filled in my nostrils. And I saw Barbara curled up on me with her head resting on my shoulder. I saw her beautiful face in peace and smile curled up on my face. I could be like this for the rest of my life. Then she moved a little and I closed my eyes and pretend I was sleeping.
She woke up and realised she moved to my side while she was in sleep. She moved back to her side of the bed.
Then I open my eyes like I just woke up from my deep sleep "my shoulder is so sore".
Her face grew red when I said it. And I peek to her and a smile curled up my face on how adorable she is while blushing.

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