Loco for you Forever

Who Are You?

Raul's POV:

I awoke to a bright light and my head hurt like a bitch, as well as my right arm. I didn't know where I was, my eyes adjusted to see I was in a hospital bed. I was in a hospital gown and had a large bandage with blood on it around my arm and bandages wrapped around my head. I saw a nurse coming towards the door and enter the room. "How did I get here?" I asked her. "Glad to see you are doing better," she said, "Some nice girl said she found you in a ditch and brought you here, you have a mild gun wound and a few head injuries, but nothing serious thankfully" she replied sweetly. "I heard she was going to visit later this afternoon to see if you are okay" the nurse told me. I was confused and also angry that I had just ran away to have this happen in only about an hour out of the house. But at least somebody was kind enough to help me.

Merche's POV:

I didn't sleep well last night, I had been worrying about the man in the hospital. I had so many questions. What was his name, how old was he, why was he in the ditch? I thought he was kind of cute to be honest, and I was a little embarrassed about it. I waited at home until noon, and I decided to drive over to see him.

I entered the hospital and was greeted by the reception lady. "Good to see you here again, are you here to see the man you brought here?" she asked me. "Yes, how is he doing?" I asked concerned. "Well actually, he has minor wounds, he should be released in about two days to a week." she told me. I was so relieved, I was excited to see him. "What room is he in?" I asked her. "Room 64, you can visit until 8:00 p.m". I thanked her and headed for his room, he was sitting in the bed watching television. I knocked on the door and he jumped a bit. I entered the room.

"Who are you?" He asked me, confused. "I'm the girl that brought you here, you looked hurt so I took action" I told him. He looked glad and said, "Thank you," his face turned nervous and concerned, "I am so sorry, I don't know how I will be able to pay you back for the hospital bill, I don't have very much money". I felt bad for him, I had enough money to pay for it, and I really liked him. "Don't worry about a thing, I have enough money to pay for you". He looked so sorry and genuinely sincere.

I decided to answer some basic questions, so I asked him, "So, what's your name?", he replied, "Raul" what nice name. "And what about you?" he asked me, "Merche, it's short for Mercedes.". I said, "I'm 22, you look about the same age as me", "Actually I'm 18" Raul said, he looked older but it didn't matter, at this point all I knew was that I wanted him.