This chapter was the second chapter I wrote before I published all three. So hope you guys were all done squeezing the Chapter 6. Peace out!
Listen to: Colbie Caillat's "All of You". (This one's the sweetest!)
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"Happiness should always be somewhere between too little and too much."
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Chloe's POV
A light sound of snore woke me up, I wasn't really sure where it's coming from or am I hearing it right. I wondered if the sun was just rising or already setting, the clouds were combinations of bloody red, orange and yellow as what I can see from the sky outside the window of the room.
I don't even know what time it is, or how many hours did I sleep? Or where exactly I'm at? My head hurts, as well as my entire flesh. I forced myself to recognize the place. I tried to sit up and surveyed the room. I suddenly felt the thing connected at the back of my hand, and then my clothes. I was confused.
"Am I in a hospital or something?"
I tried to connect the dots from what happened before I lost my consciousness yesterday. Yeah, I remembered I was talking to the guy who rescued me the other night. He told me his name was, Xian or something. I wasn't really sure. And I knew I wasn't feeling well yesterday because I thought I had a fever and. . .
I was still trying to contemplate about what happened when the door swung open and a petite woman who was wearing her all white gown came in with her stethoscope hanging on her neck. She must be in her early thirties, her waist-length blonde hair was neatly tucked behind her ears and her light brown eyes were like twinkling stars as she blinks. She smiled at me, showing her perfect close up teeth. She somewhat looks like someone I met not so long ago.
"Good morning Ms. Jenkins, how are you? Feeling better now?" she spoke enthusiastically.
"G-good morning. Uhhmm. Yeah! I guess I'm fine Miss--."
"Dr. Belle Godfrey, but You can call me Belle." She interrupted. "I am your assigned physician. And your name is Chloe, right?"
"Yeah, hello Doctor Belle, I'm pleased to meet you. And thank you for taking care of me. But if you don't mind, can I asked you some questions like who brought me here and how long have I been here?"
That was when we both heard a groan from the couch, we turned to see who owned it. Belle switched back her attention to me and smiled timidly.
"Oh! It seems like you still weren't able to talk to X. He's the one who brought you here last night." She talked while checking on the monitors. "Give me one second, let me just wake him up."
"No! Please don't. Just let him sleep. I'll just try to talk to him later." I grabbed her wrist immediately and pulled back my hand the moment I realized what I did. I tried avoiding her gaze.
"Sure! Well, I guess he was a bit tired. I had to check on you earlier at 3AM, and he was still awake. Tsk, I wonder if this guy even get enough rest in a day."
"You knew each other?" I asked curiously. She looked at me with a sad smile. She sat at the end of my bed and looked back at the sleeping guy.
"Yeah, he's my brother. Younger brother to be exact."
"Oh? Really?" I blurted out. I wasn't expecting for that. She surveyed my face, I let out a smile to hide my embarrassment.
"I guess we'd have a lot of stuffs to talk about, but let me go ahead and check my other patients yet. How about that?"
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