Runaways

The Meeting (Part 1)

Okay, so, before anyone reads this chapter, just know that I'm not a doctor. I don't really know medical stuff that much. So, if you find anything wrong in these next few chapters, just bear with me. Okay? Okay. Continue on..

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Sang's Pov <3

After examining my ankle for a few minutes, the sandy-blonde says, "Here, let's go to the back of the store so that we're not blocking anyone."

"Owen, go get me some cloth bandages and cooling cream. Pay for it too, please," he says to the man with the dress shirt on.

Owen complied and walked to those aisles.

"Okay, pumpkin. Thankfully, your ankle isn't sprained, but you twisted it pretty badly. You'll probably have bruising there for a few days. Try not to apply so much pressure to it. Owen just went to get a few things for me so I can properly bandage it up and make it hurt less," he says.

"Now missy, how did you twist it?" he asked in a scolding tone.

"I-I tripped over a tree root," I replied.

"Was it from running away from annoying boys who wouldn't leave you alone?" he asks in a teasing manner.

"What! No! Why would you think that?" I ask.

"Well, you are awfully pretty. I'm sure there must be a bunch of them chasing after you. If I was younger, I certainly would be," he flirts, which causes my face to light up like a Christmas tree.

His words reminded me of Nathan's when he also called me pretty. Apparently, Kota also realized this because he shaked his head and said, "Not you too."

Before the man could ask anything about Kota's words, Owen returned.

"Here you go Sean," he said to the sandy-blonde man. Well, now I know what his name is.

"Okay, place her on the ground gently," Sean said to Nathan.

After Nathan placed me down, Sean said, "Okay, this will hurt a little bit, but a few minutes after I put this cooling cream on, the pain will go away."

And then, he got working. He rubbed the green cooling cream all over my foot and then repositioned my foot so that it was perfectly straight. After that, he took the cloth bandages and wrapped it around my foot to secure it in place and make sure it didn't twist anymore.

"Alright you're all done!" he said happily after he completed all these steps.

"Here's all the products for your ankle. If it starts to hurt again, just unwrap the bandages and put more of this cooling cream on it. The coolness will help soothe your pain. After that, just wrap your foot up again and you'll be done!" Sean tells me.

"Maybe you could even get your two little friends to help you," he said while winking at them. They both started to blush.

"Thank you so much," I said gratefully.

"It was no problem Ms. ?" Owen asks.

"Ms. Sang Sorenson," I answer him, confused as to why he's addressing me so formally. I'm younger than him. Shouldn't I be the one to call him formally?

"It was no problem, Ms. Sorenson," he says with the smallest smile I've ever seen in my entire life. He then turns around to walk away with Sean.

Remembering that I haven't paid them back for all the goods they got for us, I shouted out a "Wait!"

Both turning around, Sean asks, "What's wrong?"

"Let me pay you back," I say while getting up and picking up my backpack. I start walking to them, however, forgetting how heavy my backpack was, I stumble forwards and start to fall.