Gone Too Soon (Police Officer/Delinquent Relationship) BOOK 2

Chapter 28

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"Please don't hate you??? I hate that I love you. Loving you made me waste a year of my life. Loving you made me be passionate about nothing but you. Loving you made me take risks I never would have otherwise. Loving you made me give it up to you. Loving you made me neglect my parents and Amy. Loving you made me not care that my grandma just died. Loving you made me turn out bitter and hopeless like her. Loving you made me hate myself for being dumped by you. Loving you made me deluded, irrational, inconsideration, and a liar. And because I love you, you're always going to haunt me." – Author: Daria Snadowsky

As Levi sat on the edge of the bed, legs over the side, I cleaned his wounds. I soaked a gauze pad in saline solution that he had on hand and gently dabbed at his skin. Levi didn't make a single noise. I gently applied a small amount of antibiotic ointment and then covered his wounds with bandages.

I tried to act calm when I first saw his infected wounds. It was large, red, swollen and pus was seeping from the sutures. It wasn't normal.

If I had it my way, I'd have him in the hospital in a heartbeat.

I cleared my throat and stood up from crouching in front of him. I gathered the wrappers and the bloody gauze and tossed it into a garbage bag he had sitting by the doorway.

"Thank you," he said.

"Yep," I replied, wiping my hands down with a wet towel I had brought from the kitchen.

"What do you think?"

I exhaled and turned around to look at him from afar. "I don't think you want to know."

"Tell me." He said, deadpanned.

"That was the nastiest shit I've ever seen..."

He laughed. "It looked a lot worse, you know, when I died."

"---Still doesn't look normal, Levi," I added, tossing the cloth into the garbage bag. I think the cloth should be burned.

Levi pulled his shirt over his head as I walked back to the bedside. 

---That chiseled torso, was once my playground.

Sighs.

"---You seem off..."

"How so?" he asked warily. "It's your fault, you know? You did barge in while I was sleeping."

"Yesss,"I drew it out dramatically. "---Out of genuine concern, Levingston." This girl enjoys at least 6 hours of sleep too. He is not the only one that is going to feel out of it for the rest of the day. My eyes diverted to the boarded-up window and I walked towards it. The sun was starting to set.