Blurred Sentimentality

First Care Kit (Ch. 24)

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Chaz

I quickly grabbed a pillow and a blanket and rushed down the marble stairs. What happened to her?! I was ready to knock out whoever caused her to be like that. I already missed the glow in her unique red eyes, her perfect smile and her slight nervous laugh.

I ran towards the sofa where she lied and covered her with the thick, blue blanket.

"Ollie?" I asked quickly, but she was fast asleep. What if she passed out? Uneasy thoughts started to build up in my head and I bit my lips in nervousness.

I placed my index and middle finger on her neck to check her pulse, and thankfully it was there.

Whoever messed her up like this was going to pay. I looked at her innocent, beautiful face. Dried tears were pasted on her cheeks, her eyebags looked puffy and she was soaked in rain water.

I went up the long staircase again and brought a towel from the guests' bathroom. If she got sick here I wasn't going to forgive myself. I grabbed the pastel towel with my shaky hand and started by drying her wet face and damp lashes. Her hair was very messy, so I got up the staircase again and rushed to my bedroom. I searched my closet for what I was looking for, and smirked when I found it. I rushed back to her and sat on the corner of the sofa, slowly brushing her hair with my small new comb.

People should really invent a Care Kit, like a first aid kit but with blankets, towels and combs instead.

I noticed a hair band around her wrist. Jackpot. I took it out of her soft hand and tied her hair in a terrible bun.

"Holy hell." I muttered. I made her look like a red mountain, but it didnt matter now.

When I was done. I sat on the cold tiles, staring at her. Her clothes were still extremely damp. I placed my hand on her shirt, but then shook my head quickly. I grabbed the towel again and tried my best to dry it as much as possible. I found my yellow hoodie thrown on one of the armchairs, so I got up and brought it.

I carefully put the hoodie on Ollie. It looked extremely oversized and cute on her and I couldn't help but softly chuckle. I've never done this before. Some girls would hit my house at these hours but I never let them in. It was different with her though.

I checked the time and it was getting late. I finally decided to carry her upstairs.

I slid my arm under knees and the other behind her back and picked her up bridal-style. I sighed and got up the stairs again.

When I got to the dark hallway, I argued with myself if I should put her in my room or the guests room.

It obviously wasn't my place to take her to my room. That was also creepy as hell so I placed her on the bed in the guests room next door.

I tried my best to put her in a comfortable position. I covered her with the thick blanket and turned on the heater.

I then sat on the corner of the bed and looked at her. Lately, she has been controlling my mind like it was her game. I knew I shouldn't get myself too involved with a precious soul like hers though. She was too good to be stuck with a messed up being like me. Over all of that, she was happy with Matt.

I couldn't help but kiss her forehead before I trudged to my room nextdoor. I walked over to my bed and jumped on it, lying on my stomach, unable to sleep. I tried to change my position many times but that didn't work either.

I finally got up and exit my room, walking over to the guest room through the dark hallway. I sat on the corner of the bed and somehow eventually drifted to sleep.