Poppy Seed Muffins

Chapter 5

Heat.
Smoke.
Fire.
My eyes sting, my throat burns. Another beam falls from the blazing ceiling, almost catching my shoulder on the way down. "Adrien!?" I cry. The building shakes, causing a large beam to fall, only this time I'm not so lucky... "Adrien!!!" My legs snap with a bone rattling crunch... "please" I whisper and everything goes quiet.

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"Jordan?" Adrien says gently "are you ok? You were screaming my name." "Oh, umm..." I say, not really sure where I am.
He smiles...a little too kindly to be real. "It's ok, do you want some water?"
"Uhh, yeah... sure" I say, still dazed. He gets up off the couch and walks through a door on my right. I look around, geez this place is small! I'm seated on an old, worn couch with a blanket draped over me. Along the Lockwood walls are photos, but they're too far away to see who's in them. There's a neat little coffee table in front of me, along with a long table that stretches along the left wall which is dotted with a few common household items like tissues and magazines but that's all.
Adrien wanders back into the room with a glass of water "here" he says contently. I gently take the glass from him "thanks..." I say lightly. Only now is it that I realise these aren't my clothes.

"Adrien...?"

"Yes?"

"Whose clothes are these and how did I get them on?"

And suddenly, his face goes bright red.
"OH MY GOD!" I screech "Adrien! Did you undress me and put me in a strangers clothes while I was unconscious!!?" I yell "uhh, I umm ... you were uhh..." he stutters, hiding his face. His reaction makes me want to break down in tears, why would he do that!? "Why did you do that!?" I whine. "Well, um..." he says blushing like a tomato. "You threw up all over your hospital clothes and so I decided I would wash them a little but, uhh, they still REALLY smelled so I had to take them off you... and uhh, those aren't a strangers clothes, they're yours..." he says, still blushing beet red. "Well, um... was it scandalous?" I question. "NO, no, nooooooo it wasn't scandalous at all, you were just stripped down to your bra, underwear and bandages, no scandal whatsoever" he says sarcastically. "Why are you still wearing bandages anyway? I thought you would be all healed by now, plus you broke your legs and only burned your hands so why are they the only things that are bandaged?" He says quizzically. My mind freezes. No, no, no, no, he can't ask about that. "No" I say ever so simply. "What?" He says, still confused. "I'm not worth your time." I say, getting up and putting my glass on the coffee table. My legs are weak, but I can still hobble. I shuffle across to the door, not even glancing back at him, I open the door and step out onto the cold forest floor. Adrien wraps his arms around me from behind. "Sweetie, I don't think you understand. You are the only thing worth my time" he whispers into my neck. My eyes prickle with tears.

"I hate you" I spit venomously.

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Hiya, Pickle here
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