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Chapter 36: Sick Of Your Games

ROUGE ROYAL POV

I step on the cold hospital floor after waking up, I see Troye on his wolf form laying on one side of my bed, apparently sleeping, then I hear couple of knocks on the door, I'm alarmed someone might see Troye this way, but when he hears the knocks in his sleep, he immediately wakes up, with his ears up, alert.

-If you want your fucking McDonalds open the goddamn door, GraysCold! – I hear Jeff's raspy voice through the door, letting me know we're safe.

Troye goes back to his original position on the bed, laying on it and putting his head down, trying to rest or going back to sleep. I look over to the right, to see the clock on the wall, seeing how it marks '8:35' in the morning, I sigh over the time, it's way too early for me.

I go over to the door and open it, I see Jeff carrying two small brown bags and Brian holds two drinks as Jeff holds another two, along with the two bags. I take the bags away from his hands and put them on the small table that we were given with the room, they both put the food items on the table and couple of minutes later they realize Troye's still sleeping, Jeff grimaces and I laugh silently from how he's trying not to create any noise.

-He's awake, ya know? – I laugh slightly and see how Troye raises his head from his paws when I mention him, then my brother goes back to his human form, or more like his 'Marked One' form.

Troye stands up from the bed and walks towards the table where the food is placed and slightly see him smile to the smell of what seems to be our breakfast. Then he takes the cup that has a hot drink on the inside and takes a sip from it, taking his breakfast on the way and sitting on the desk's chair.

I'm about to grab a one of the hot drinks that for what they said, it's coffee, but an arm stops me, Brian's hand is around my arm.

-Idiot, you're pregnant- Hoodie pronounces, I can sense playfulness on his voice, but his facial expression just makes me realize he's still in grief after his best friend's death.

-Yeah, so? – I say trying to reach the drink.

-You can't drink coffee, if you didn't know already- Troye mentions taking a bite out from his burger.

I turn my mouth into an 'O' and nod, then I take the glass on the sink and fill it with water, then taking my breakfast meal and eating it. I get up from the hospital bed and make my way to the bathroom, where I close the door behind me once I'm in and start taking my clothes off.

I open the bathtub's faucet for the hot water to start running and filling the tub, after a couple of minutes, I get in, already naked obviously. The water wets my ginger hair, the almost dying white light from the ceiling makes the water drops on my pale skin shine and reflect its light.

When I start scrubbing my scalp with the water and soap, I have the feeling of someone watching me, like if there was someone beside me, or in the tub with me, but I cannot open my eyes in that moment, my eyes are blinded by the soap foam on my hair and body, and I don't risk to open them and getting it on my eyes. I can hear steps inside the bathroom, I cannot think of someone in here, the door is closed, and I specified that I was taking a bath before coming inside.

I take the soap finally off my face and hair, and I open my eyes, there's no one here, for what I can see, the shower curtain covers half of my view, but thanks to the light, I can get to see water marks on the shape of feet or shoes on the bathroom's floor, I wasn't wearing shoes when I got in here, and the floor was dry when I entered.

-Hello? – My voice breaks on that simple word, but I keep my eyes open, just in case I turn around behind where the faucet is, nobody's here... But I know there was- I know you are here... Or you were, whoever you are.