" L.O.V.E - H.A.T.E "

Saved by ....who?

Smell of hospital wafted to my nose. I was breathing. Silence was heavy around me. I could hear whispering nearby. I knew there was light around because I felt it seep through my closed eyes.

"She is safe now. Her breathing is even. Water from her lungs has been cleared. She just needs rest." It was the voice of a very professional person, controlled and toned.

"Thank you! I was worried. Then I should be able to take her home by
evening." This was a voice with concern and kindness. The voice had all my attention. It was soft as feather and smoother than silk. The richness of the voice compelled me to open my eyes.

As I was sleeping for long, the sudden flood of light into my eyes stung. I recalled everything. My descent into deep water. A strong arm pulling me to safety and darkness.

I slowly made an effort to open my eyes wider and see clear. I could only see side of the persons face.

It was a guy. His hair was all silver and was groomed to look perfect like the most expensive silk. He was fully clothed. I could only see from his neck. Beautiful vanilla skin, and a small adams apple that bobbed a lil every time he swallowed.
His curtain of hair hid half his ear. I could see a small diamond stud glinting on his ear lobe.

My eyes moved to his jawline. Sharp that would cut my fingers if touched them but also soft enough to make me melt. My hands itched to touch his jawline. I wanted feel his skin.

By now I was wide awake staring at this random Savior like a creep.
I saw someone point towards me to show that I was awake. The owner of the sweet voice turned. His glinting dark brown eyes met my deep blue ones.
His hair all ruffled and messy made him look like a god. His strong set face and angry brows could catch any girl off her guards. He warmly smiled at me.
I smiled back. His smile made feel the fuzz. Despite his strong features his gummy smile gave him charm of a 10 year old.

I kept staring . All I was able to do was keep staring at all that innocence and perfection.

"Hey Mila, how you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere? Are you hungry? Do you feel nauseous? Do you want me to call the doctor?" All the questions of concern were passed on me. I was deeply lost in his voice. It made me feel safe and loved.

He held my hand. His touch pulled me back to actuality. I heard him repeating all his questions.

"Im fine. Thank you." Was all that I could say.

"Do you remember me? I'm Yoongi.
I was your playmate at the park.
Seeing you in Korea after 10 years that too jumping off a bridge was the most adventurous way to meet." He giggled as he spoke.

I could recall having a playmate. But names were lost. Suddenly my chirpy feeling turned sour. It all came back now as it hit me again that I was abandoned, all alone, broke akd homeless. All that feeling that I had just felt for Yoongi turned into fury.

I jerked my hand out of his.
I bit my lip to keep my tears and anger in check.
"Why did you save me?"
I asked him. A 360° turn in my mood
Confused him.
"What?! Why are you asking this?"
He asked in all his confused state.
My hands clenched into a fist. So hard that my knuckles turned white.

He tried holding my hand and I immediately flinched. He was taken aback.
"Why are you vexed so suddenly? Whats wrong tell me?" He genuinely asked me in a kind manner.

I bit my lip harder till it was bleeding.
He was quick to react. He took a wipe. Touched my lips with his fingers.

His touch compelled me to loosen up. I let go of my lower lip. He gently cleaned my bleeding lip. And without warning my eyes were flooded. Streams of tears were running down the side of my eyes.