Chapter 6: Home Alone...?

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Chapter 6:

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Once getting home from the hospital, I was told by my father to stay in bed. I just watched a random TV show that popped up into my recommendations on Netflix, Lucifer. There was nothing that I could do in a situation like this. My father didn't want me doing anything that was strenuous, this literally meant that I was on house arrest. 

Sitting, slumped on my bed for 4 hours was not what I wanted to do. My cheeks hurt and were numb for sitting on them for too long and a frown was placed up my lips permanently. My legs twitched constantly wanting to stand and stretch. Also, my face was in a lot of pain from the strong right hook I received two nights ago. 

"Jen?" A male voice called out to me outside my bedroom. I heard knocks on my door and then it opened revealing Mitchel. I just had my arms crossed looking glumly as I wanted to move and walk about, not sit on my butt and stay on house arrest.

"What do you want?" I asked. He looked at me and winced when he saw my eye. I started feeling self conscious of my wound and turned my face away from his so he couldn't see it any longer. 

"Shit, are you okay?" Mitchel asked. I could hear him worrying through his tone of voice. From the corner of my eye I saw him shift from the door towards me on the couch in front of the TV. 

"I'm really sorry Jen, I didn't mean  for this to happen." Mitchel said again, trying to apologise for hitting me in the face. 

I turned and looked at him once more. 

"It's okay, Mitchel. Really. It's my fault that I stuck my head in the middle of the fight. You were not expecting me to do such a silly thing." I started to explain. 

'Hey, don't blame yourself. It was childish of me to start a fight. Even though that guy deserved it." Mitchel said smugly.

I looked into his crystal blue eyes. It felt like he was seeing into my soul. This was the first time I saw Mitchel more than just a friend. After a while, I looked down as the heat was getting too intense. When have I ever felt like this before? I've never felt like this with any guy in my whole existence. 

Mitchel cleared his throat making me look up again from me staring at my lap. His blonde hair swept in front of his eyes making my hand itch to move it away. 

"Why don't we watch Star wars or something? Will that make you feel better?'" Mitch asked. I nodded my head. I love star wars. He has great choice. 

"Great Idea" i exclaimed. My eyes brightened at the idea. I reached forward and grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. I told Mitch where to grab the DVD and he slid it into the machine. 

I haven't seen Stars Wars in ages. So it was a good time to binge watch the whole series again. 

After the film ended, I fell asleep. The dream that I had was the most peculiar sought. In my 17 years of life, i've never had a romantic dream of a guy i just met. It was very odd. Suddenly a BANG woke me up from my slumber.

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Thanks Guys for reading this chapter. It's pretty boring TBH so i will re-edit it when i have the time as i'm in my 2nd year at uni. 

Thanks again x

Olivia <3

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