Criminal

Chapter 18

Heart pounding, ears ringing, body feeling numb. That's all I could really remember from the accident. I woke up and got out of bed, looking down at Damian who was still fast asleep. I ran into the washroom to have a panic attack. 

I think this is PTSD or something. Post traumatic stress disorder. 

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I look so horrible. My eyes are puffy and I look tired. Maybe staying at the hospital would've been a better idea. It won't be too long before the doctors start calling my parents to tell them I ran away. But not to worry it's all for a good cause right? Catching a criminal, it's some serious business. 

"Nadia?" Speaking of the devil, here he is, voice rumbling from the opposite side of the door.

"Yes." I replied. 

"How are you feeling?" He asked clearly concerned. 

"I'm good." That's a lie, I feel awful. 

"Are you sure? I don't think running away from the hospital was a good idea." He said, regretting that he snuck me away. 

"Trust me it's fine." I assured him. 

"Ok, are you about to take a shower?" He asked. 

"Yes." I said again still staring at my reflection and feelings even more disgusted with myself. 

"Did you need any help?" He asked. I could hear the playfulness in voice. 

I chuckled. "I don't know? Do I?" 

"Well, you still haven't fully recovered. So it would only make sense for someone to help you in there." He said and I could already picture the big grin on his face, so I opened the door to reveal exactly that.  

As soon as I let him in, he ran at me and I jumped into his arms. We stripped off each other's clothes and got into the hot shower. It felt amazing, the heat relaxed my muscles. Then it dawned on me. 

Evan. 

UGH! Such a whore!

My inner voice screamed. 

It's just a mission, it's just a mission. I've done this before. 

I tried to reason with myself. But it all still felt so right...but so wrong at the same time.

"Nadia." Damian called my name.

"Damian." I said. He turned me around so that I was facing him now. He was breathing heavily now. He held my face and looked so deeply into my eyes. I felt so naked...well I am naked but you know what I mean. It's like he could see into my soul. 

"I think I'm falling for you." I sucked in my last breath so sharply and I didn't let any out. 

No, no, no you're not. This is all a trap! 

I looked at this hopeless lover and could see that I was all he wanted. He just held my face and I knew that he wanted me to kiss him. To approve of what he just said. But I can't. I've gotten too deep in this mess. I can already see the emotional turmoil. 

I kissed him. Just go with it. I told myself. That kiss, it felt so good. We pulled a part to catch our breaths before going in for another kiss. 

After our long hot shower I told him that I had to go to my morning lecture at the university. 

"Bye." He kissed my forehead. "Please be careful." He said as I got in the car. As I sat down, he gave me this terrified expression and ran towards me. He opened the car door and pulled me out. "I think it's better if I drive you there." He said.