Matches Made by Maddie

Chapter 16: Kisses or Vanilla, which is sweeter?

"Hey, be careful! My leg and arm is currently fragile, Royce!"

"Fine. Whatever."

As he helped me get down from the hospital bed, he was -for once, really gentle. It was weird, I know. Being gentle isn't in his nature, or am I just being too harsh and judgemental? Never had he been this gentle to me, and I was feeling something weird because of it.

I yelled at him because my broken leg was about to hit the bed's railings and my arm was about to be tangled with the I.V hose, but that was my fault. I don't know why I yelled at him, or even tried to entangle my arm with the I.V hose. Maybe because I was too shy to start a conversation with him?

My leg got fractured but it seemed that my tongue was too due to the recent accident. I was foolish, I guess and only had him in my mind. It would be strange if I told all of them that it was because I was thinking of him, that I was so deep in my own thoughts that even music couldn't help. All because of him, I have a fractured leg and a car almost - you know, I don't like to recall that event again.

But, setting that aside, he had been making me ponder on why, he's strangely so gentle with me. Could there be another reason why he's like that? No? If I speak what's going on my mind out loud, I would sound like an auctioneer.

Is the guy being kind out of guilt? Yes? No?

Is he being sweet? Yes? No?

Am I assuming things? Yes!

I made a mental note to kick myself when my leg's okay.

I'm being weird, all because of a guy. To be honest, this accident- me almost losing a leg because of him or of thinking about him should have taught me a lesson! But here I was, trying to make a decent thesis statement of whatever was going on. I don't even want to believe what my brother told me the night before when Royce went out to buy some snacks.

"He just stared at you like he had nothing else to do, listens to the doctor's words seriously whenever the doctor comes to check your condition."

He just stared at me, how? Was there pity in his eyes? Or guilt? Wait, wasn't someone with him after the accident? I kind of forgot her name...
I was pulled out of my reverie when someone snapped their fingers in front of me. It was none other than Royce, of course.

There were no other people in my room than us two. My parents had to run the business and my siblings have to review for their exams. And since Royce doesn't like studying, he rarely goes to school anymore, they thought it was a good idea to leave us to each other's company.

I faced him with a glare. "What?" I hope I sounded fierce.

"Excuse me, but can you wear your slippers now?" Royce said with a hint of impatience in his tone. Hm, I think I should have out more fierceness in my tone.

I didn't say anything and did what he told. Should I question him about the new level of kindness he's showing towards me? I shouldn't, right?
The kindness he is showing towards me is definitely not unwanted kindness.

I couldn't lift my right leg due to the accident, because it was severely fractured so Royce eventually helped me. It wouldn't help if I became stubborn about him helping me, so I just let him help me in something that requires walking or both legs, and both arms.

When I got my slippers on, I looked at him and saw that he looked extremely serious. Not a hint of happy was visible on his face. Not even a single tug at the both ends of his lips that would have made him look as if he was smirking.

He held my hand as I got off the hospital bed and tried to stand on both of my feet. I put all of my weight on my right leg first then slowly, I tried to balance myself on both of my legs but-