Taming You

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven:

Keren Wilson

My head hurts. That’s exactly what I felt the moment I started waking up from my deep slumber. I wasn’t exactly sure why I’m feeling this way because I’ve sworn that I heard the doctor gave me medicine to numb the pain. And if you're saying that I'm probably hearing things just because I was knocked off cold for I-don't-freaking-know-how-many days, well thank you and screw you.

My arm still hurts too, no doubt about that, but I couldn’t understand why my head does. Did I hit the ground when I fell? Surely I felt something preventing me from falling, something that reassured me that everything’s alright, something that made me feel safe before I blocked out so I’m positive I didn’t hit my head. And now I'm talking like a sissy.

It was then that I realized that I was zoning out when I heard loud snores across the room. The kind of snores that you would want to murder in his/her sleep anyday because it's so fucking loud. And don't start with the "your overexaggerating" statement because to tell you clearly, I am not. If you're in my position, you'd also want to kick the ass on who's making the fucking loud snores. I turned my head to the direction of the noise with my brows furrowed.

My gaze softened when I saw who it was. He was sleeping on the side of the bed, looking as peaceful as a baby. I don’t know why but I felt something flutter in my stomach when I saw him twitch his lips while still sleeping and I sure as hell didn’t like it. It was excruciating.

“Hey, wake up.” I said while lightly poking his cheek. He lifted his head, indicating that he’s awake, and smiled at me. I swear, my heart beat seemed to stop when he did that. I froze on my spot, not knowing what to do. Well you tell me since it's the first time I've dealt with a guy who's too-cute for his own good wake up in the room with you then gives you those killer smiles you often see in chick flicks. Of course, you'd get those "oh my gosh! my heart is racing" situations like seating on the bleachers with bimbos who's screaming their heads off just because they saw a shirtless guy pass by.

Correction: HOT SHIRTLESS GUYS. It's like there's some kind of an alert signal pasted on those guys which cause those bimbos drool and scream while you get a risk of a damaged eardrum just by listening to them.

And don't get me started, I hate it..

“Good Morning angel, I mean- Keren” I raised my eyebrow. He gave me an assuring smile while rubbing the back of his neck, trying to hide a blush that was creeping on his ear. Wow, just how many times does he smile and CRY in one day?

“How long was I out?” I said sternly. I shifted around the bed and was pleased when I discovered that my mind-blowing headache is slowly going away. If I were in the right condition, I'd be jumping around the room while singing Britney Spears' "Hit Me Baby One More Time." I looked around the room. There were food everywhere, my stomach started grumbling. There were donuts, chips, fruits, chocolates and a milk carton.

“Umm, a day.” I nodded. Well that explains my extreme hunger. I motioned for him to get me the food, specifically the donut which reeks of my favorite custard flavor and he obliged. My body was shaking excitedly upon seeing the donut that was brought towards me. I was even clapping lightly and he chuckled, probably seeing for the first time my childish attitude. Well what can you expect from a hungry person?

“So what’s up? It’s been awhile since we had a proper conversation so I want you to spill it all out.” I asked cheerfully, while biting into the donut. It tastes so delectable. He gave me a confused look or in badass language, a what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look. I gave him a friendly smile before biting again on the donut, eyeing him casually. I just want to get to know him which I rarely do since I don't play nice to people anymore. Well I'd guess you'd say that along with the glasses, I also ditched my nice girl facade.