The Chase

Stranger

Sitting by his side, in his car and with him driving, I had some time to process the last couple hours of my life.

Well first, on my first ever trip alone, my cabin gets damaged. In the room they let me stay, I get tied, cuffed and taped - for God's sake!! Now here I am sitting quitely beside a stranger whose name I don't know and who had -mind you- taped , tied , cuffed me..... Aarrrhhh! Why me????

While I was having this mental conversation and feeling sorry for myself, I had failed to notice Mr.Hot Guy observing me.

"Princess." his sexy and husky voice brought me back to planet earth and I just uttered an equally un-sexy, "eeahh?"
"Don't  overthink it. You'll be alright."

"Who told you I am not alright? I am peachy. Besides what do you think I am? 13? Takes more than that to scare me hot guy!!!" Did I just call him hot guy? Why me (again)??

He just raised an eyebrow and smirked. Well I could just kiss that smirk off your face.. Woahh woaah stop brain. Now where did that thought come from. I should get my head checked.

After about few minutes Hotguy announced that we had reached and parked his car. We got off and went inside the hospital. The receptionist was on the phone and wasn't paying much attention to me. I gently tapped on her desk as I was getting impatient seeing Hotguy still bleeding but she asked me to wait.

"Excuse me, where can I get my nose fixed? But if you don't have time its alright. I can bleed some more." Well hot guy sounded angry. The woman looked up and froze. I could literally see her assessing Hotguy and then with sweetest voice ever she said,

"Oh my lord, you are hurt. Let me take you to the ER, ma'am you should have said he was bleeding." giving me a sassy look she just held hot guy from his bicep and ushered him to a corridor towards the  backside of the hallway.

I was just furious. Not only did a receptionist just give me sass but she also just ushered my Hotguy without even giving me the chance to speak. Well strictly speaking not my Hotguy but what did she know.

I was standing in the reception area, too shocked and angry to speak, when I saw two steps later hot guy roughly removed her fingers from his bicep and looked at me and said "Princess?" the receptionist now just looked at me with pure venom but I was doing some cartwheels in my mind when I said (don't ask me why I said that but I did), "Yeah hon?"

Hot guy just smiled and shaking his head minutely he took my hand and walked to the ER with me and a very furious blonde receptionist trotting before us haughtily.

We entered a small seating area and two doors leading to other rooms. The receptionist snatched a clipboard from a counter nearby and handed it to me. "You need to fill the form while he gets himself checked. Please wait here and fill this form."

She gave me a sweet smile beckoning Hotguy towards the door to the left (not daring to touch him this time but eyeing him as if she wanted to do something much more).

Hotguy just looked at me and said, "I'll be right back, babe." Before I could reply he walked with the receptionist and I was left alone.

I looked at the form and realised that I didn't even know Hotguy's name. What was I doing with a stranger whose name I didn't know? Where was this trip leading to?

Well I think Hotguy looks like a 'Steven' to me so I filled the form as belonging to Steven Johnson, aged 32. By this point I was filling the form with whatever came to my fancy. After what seemed like ten minutes Hotguy came back with a bandaged nose and a disgruntled expression.

"Hey, you good? I need to talk to you for a second." As I said this, the receptionist came through the door looking if possible more pissed than usual.

Seeing her, Hotguy pulled my hand and dragged me to the corner wall and coming super close and blocking the view. His manoeuvre just seemed like some sort of a statement aimed at the receptionist. I was quite surprised because despite being bitchy the receptionist was not hard on the eyes. She looked quite high maintenance with all fake assets in place, in all any other guy would have atleast flirted seeing her obvious attempts to get attention. But apparently she wasn't good enough for Hotguy. Hmm!.

"You wanted to say?" His words brought me back from my reverie. " Oh um yeah! I just filled your form with randomn information as I didn't know what to write. Is it alright?"

"Yeah. Don't worry, the blondie won't disturb us anymore. Here give me. I'll fill it up. Can you just wait by the reception? I'll join you in a minute."

He took the clipboard from me and started filling it and I just did what he said and waited outside. Suddenly my phone started ringing and it showed mom calling. I picked it up.

"Hey mom."
"Hey honey, you didn't call. We were worried. I know we are supposed to give you a break and let you do everything on your own but still we were worried."

"Ya I know. I am sorry. I was so tired, I just slept. I am so sorry mom. How's pa doing?"

Before she could answer I heard Hotguy calling, "Princess?"

"Tara? Who is the man behind you? Taraa?" I could hear my mom sounding a bit tensed and a bit more accusatory.

SHIT

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