Back door #Wattys2016

07 • Tinder is fatal.

"We come into the world, the way we come into the world."
- Emma Decody, Bates Motel

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"Hello?" I said, without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello. Is this Jordan Rivers speaking?" The female on the other side asked.

"Yes, that would be me." I said, having a nagging feeling about the call.

"Okay. I would like to inform you that someone you know with the name Seth Wyatt is here in the New Horizon Hospital." She said casually, as if it was her daily routine which probably it was.

While listening to the female on the other side, I was aware of certain somewhere breaching into my spiritual room and tainting it with their presence. But I ignored him, because I am a responsible adult.

"How... I mean what happened to him? Who am I speaking to? How would you get my number?" I asked frantically, panic over Seth's wellbeing setting in me. I had to verify, for all I could know, it could be a trap to get me.

"I am Jessica, a nurse at the New Horizon Hospital. Your number was under 'emergency numbers list' on the guy's cellphone. He is being taken care of, I would rather suggest you coming down and have a look at him yourself." She said, answering each of my questions.

The answers seemed legit.
"Thanks, Jessica." I said, heaving a sigh.

"Don't worry about him. He is in good hands." She said, after listening to my sigh.
I could feel his hawk like gaze burning holes in my back.

"That is helpful." I muttered, it is obvious that she thinks he is in good hands, because she fucking works there! I hanged up on her without any preface.

During the call, I was gathering my car keys, one of my random top and a pair of boots. I had worn them during the call and just needed to tie them. After tying them, I pocketed the car keys and on was walking towards the door with Noah following like a lost puppy. I yanked the loose shirt I was wearing to wear the top I had selected.

I was not going to waste my time to knock some sense into his head and neither I had time to change in a washroom like a normal person would, because it would just delay me to reach the hospital.

"Whoa! Buttercup. Not only two minutes ago you were defining us as 'acquaintances' and now you are performing a strip tease for me and trying to seduce me?" He drawled out in a husky voice.

Wearing the top and now realising it was The1975 band T-shirt, I yanked it down and holler behind me, "Two things, Jones. First of all this is not a strip tease for you and when I actually do it you'll be really, really turned out. And for the latter, it is an emergency and I need to go and we are still acquaintances."

"I am coming with you." He quipped.

"No, you are staying here." I said, pointing at him with my pointer finger.

"So, you would rather let me go through your stuff and profile you, rather than me tagging along with you?" He asked with a smug voice, arching a brow.