Eddie's POV.
My eyes tried to flutter open, but immediately closed. My body ached, pain was all over.
My head hurts, and all I could see was a cloud of pure darkness.
Is this how I was going to die? I thought.
"He's coming through." A thick voice, spoke.
"Oh. Good thing." Another voice, entered the conversation.
"Mr. Marchant, all this happened because of your cockiness."
The hell is going on?
"Mr. Cardona, you're fine!" A man with a white doctor coat, and short blonde hair sighed with relief.
A boy, about my age, was behind him. A little smile was on his face, while his brown hair laid perfectly on his forehead.
"Finally!" The boy, cried, anxiously.
"Mr. Marchant, remember you were the problem, he's here. This could have ruin your father's reputation."
The brown-haired boy stayed quiet, crossing his arms, leaning towards the wall.
"Will someone explain to me of what happened?" I questioned quietly, knitting my eyebrows together.
The doctor sighed, and turns his head so he would be facing, 'Mr. Marchant'.
"Mr. Smith, the emergency room needs you..." A nurse with a worried expression, begged.
"Boys. I'll come back. Aleks, would you tell Edwin, what had happen?" Mr. Smith asked, only receiving only a sigh.
After, Mr. Smith has left, Aleks and I were the only two people in the room. Silence filled the room, and I wonder what I should say to start a conversation.
Aleks grunted, and took out a lighter. The room starts to smell like smoke.
"Dude, this is a hospital. You can't just smoke in here!" I cried, trying to raise my voice.
"Who's gonna stop me?" He blew a black smoke, in my face. "Dude, stop. It smells gross."
"Fine I'll stop, sweet cheeks." A bright red hue flushed my cheeks, and I looked down.
"On second thought.. Nah. I won't stop." He smirked, the cigarette lingering on his mouth.
I felt a burst of anger flooded over me. Why am I even here, with this smoking asshole?
"You know, I like it when people are anger." He said in a mused tune, while placing a finger on my neck.
"Fuck off." I growled, slapping his hand away, making him flinched.
"What are we? Twelve here?" He said, glaring at me.
"I don't know, you're acting like the immature one." I spat out, glaring angrily, ready to tore him in many pieces.
"Just tell me, why I'm here?" I asked softly, adjusting to the surroundings encircled around us.
"Well, the reason you're here, is because I hit you with my car." He informed, leaning against the wall again.
This bloody cunt, just stands there, like it was no big deal. I deserve a apology.
"Don't I deserve a apology?" Aleks rolled his brown eyes, and glued his eyes to mine.
"Nope. It was your fault, you were in the way."
Excuse me?
"What the actual fuck. You hit me with your car, and then acts like it's no big fucking deal. Well, sorry to ruin that little mind of yours, but it is a big deal." I had a irritated look on my face, and I heard Aleks sighed.
"Whatever. And that look on your face," He putted his index finger on my chin, and looks at my eyes, directly. "Totally not hot."
A blush crept up my face. "You're such a douche." I admitted, proudly.
"I know. Many people tell me that, but guess what, sweet cheeks, I never changed." He said, letting go of my chin.
"And if you were like most people, you would have freaked out about me being here." I choked, why would I be freaking out?
"And who the fuck are you?" I said, cringling my nose.
"Well, I'm Aleks," He took a pause. "Aleks Marchant."
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yeah. I finished the first chapter, sorry it's so freaking short or not good enough. It's just I have homework and crap. asdfghjkl; anywho. Um... I'll see you tomorrow maybe. idk. -Rae or 'Shiftly'
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FanfictionDo you believe in hate at first sight? Edwin (Eddie) Cardona does. Who does he hate? No other than bad boy himself, Aleksandr Marchant. Eddie Cardona, a caring and native nineteen year-old, who has a troubled past. Bad luck seems to follow him ever...