My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 53 - Free day

Sorry, it's later than usual, I know, I know. But at least I don't have a nightshift again ❤️😂. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
I couldn't close my eyes. Pacing from one room to another, I tried to stop my chaotic thoughts, but it was so hard. It was nearly a noon, and they were nowhere to be seen. I tried to call both of them unsuccessfully.

And when I finally heard a keys in the door, and I ran to it. There was Luke, supporting Evan in there. He was half naked, half of his stomach covered by bandages. He looked so lifeless, almost apathetic.

What happened?!

"It's good to see you," Luke smiled at me, leading silent Evan upstairs.

"What happened, Luke? When did this happened? Why's he bandaged? Why isn't he saying a thing?" I bombarded him with the question, which were running through my head.

"They gave him a pain suppressing medicine, he just need to sleep it off," he explain me only like on out of ten.

He lay him down on his bed, while I covered him with blanket. The moment we walked away out of the room, and Luke closed the door behind, I turned myself to my best friend.

"What happened? Why didn't you two answer the damn phones? And why was he like this?"

"We were done with the paperwork, finally on the way to the cars, when they attacked us. Some small thieves. We got into a fight, but they got him. So I drove him to the hospital immediately, where they put him together. They said it was a last call. I needed to wait a few hours before I was able to take him home," Luke explained tiredly, and I hugged him tightly.

"Don't do this to me! I was scared to death. I'm just glad you two are alive," I mumbled, feeling a sadness for Evan getting hurt.

"I imagine you were awake since the phone call, huh?" He smiled at me.

This man can read me better than anybody else.

"I think we all deserve a good sleep then," he replied, walking towards his room.

"Good night," I called after him, watching him wave at me.

I debated, whether I should return back to my room, or go to Evan's room, but I remembered how nicely he was treating me after he found me in the club. So I slowly opened the door, switching the lights on so I wouldn't kill myself, and tiptoed to his bed.

He looked so calm, so precious, like there weren't any problems in his life. And so handsome, stunningly handsome. I dragged the nearest sofa to the bed, because I didn't want to take any of his space on the bed. Making the best comfortable position, I finally relaxed.

Why would they attack you but didn't do anything to Luke. Maybe an angry clients?

Reaching for his hand, taking it into mine, I slowly closed my eyes. And with a smile on my face, finally feeling save enough, I drifted into a  dream world. 

When I opened my eyes, I was laying in the bed. Confusedly sitting up, I recognized his bed with the sofa near the bed, with Evan nowhere to be seen. Slowly getting off the bed, I made my way downstairs.