Depths of the Mind [MalexMale] (ON HOLD)

Chapter [8]: New Priorities

(Michael's POV)

‘’What did you do to him?!’’

I woke up with a start due to that screaming voice, which was managing to give me a wonderful headache. I didn’t open my eyes yet, I didn’t even have time to. I could feel a hand gently caressing my cheek.. It felt good.

Who is that? Is that.. Isaac?

‘’Say something!’’

No. The voice wasn’t Isaac’s for sure. It sounded like..

I forced myself to open my eyes. I was disoriented, but the first thing I saw was Viola’s face, very close to mine. I looked at her questioningly, but relief was spread all over her face and she didn’t even give me the opportunity to speak.

‘’Michael!’’ She exclaimed, and the next thing I know was that I was being held captive in one of the strongest bear hugs I’ve ever experienced. ‘’You’re okay..’’ she said relieved close to my ear, thing that made me raise one of my eyebrows. For some reason, I found it weird how she breathed that in  my ear.

Obviously, I returned the hug. In the next second though, I was able to see him. Isaac was standing right before Viola.. Why didn’t I see him standing there sooner? Oh God, that scene I did earlier. I didn't even want to imagine what I've put him through. I passed out in front of him.

As that initial thought left my mind and I was spending more and more time looking at him, I noticed it. Isaac looked.. uncomfortable. Hell, uncomfortable was an understatement. He was straight down nervous. He had his hands intertwined, rubbing them nervously. He was chewing at his bottom lip. He was looking at the floor. In the next second a feeling I couldn't exactly describe went over me. I looked at Viola. It almost felt as if I was upset with her.

Just like that. Out of nowhere. I was upset with her.

‘’What’s going on?’’ I asked Viola, while she released me from her grip to look at me. She had the same look as before but it didn’t help my annoyance to go down.

‘’Michael I.. I don’t know.’’ She replied worriedly, looking at me from head to toe. She moved her hands down my forearms and I was aware of the way she traced her palms on them. She gave my forearms a light squeeze. I looked at how she was still resting her hands on my forearms, then back at her. Our eyes locked. She was aware of her gesture. I couldn't ignore what my mind was yelling at me. It didn't feel like a light, friendly squeeze. Then, she gave me a.. strange look, sticking out her lower lip a little.

She is flirting with you Michael.

Or messing with me. She could be messing with me. Like how she used to kiss my cheek before leaving to meet her patients. But it sure as hell didn't feel like that now.  It didn't matter because all I felt was just had a sudden urge to tell her to get her hands off me, being awfully aware that Isaac was looking at us. I didn’t though. She carried on.

‘’I came here as fast as I could. He..’’ She.. spat that pronoun, pointing at Isaac with her look. ‘’ He called me Michael using your phone. What’s going on? What did he do to you? I swear if he did anything to hurt you I’ll- ‘’

‘’Okay, okay, you need to calm down Viola.’’ I stated clearly, gripping her shoulders to force her to look at me and being thankful that she was busy making a scene so, she took her hands off me. She looked at me like I didn’t know what I was saying. ‘’Isaac didn’t do anything.. you hear me? He helped me.’’

She blinked at me, confusion spread all over her face. ‘’You were on the floor Michael. You weren’t moving!’’

‘’I know..’’ I replied briefly, rubbing  my forehead a little. Have I mentioned about that headache yet?