The Enhanced

Chapter Twenty-Three

Aiden's p.o.v.

It's been an hour. I should have called an ambulance. I should have done it straight away, even after I bandaged her up.

I shake my head and lay next to her on my bed.

Her smile had completely disappeared now, most of the time she was frowning. Sometimes even muttering to herself.

I felt creepy listening to her talk in her sleep but it was interesting and she would never know anyway.

I couldn't make out much. I move my face closer to my mouth to see if I can hear anything.

Her voice becomes more urgent when suddenly she snaps awake and begins to scream.

"No! Get off me! I don't want it in my arm! Stop!" She screeches.

I jump off of the bed and away from her, giving her plenty of space.

She stops screaming and glances around the room with scared eyes. When she realises its only me she relaxes and settles down.

"Sorry." She whispers with a hoarse voice. She glances around and takes in her surroundings. "What time is it?" She asks, shyly.

"Coming nine." I tell her.

She responds with a blank expression before shifting and moving from the bed.

I grab her arm. "You need to rest." I tell her.

She shakes her head. "I need to get to a hotel for the night." She insists.

"No you stay here, for at least tonight. You lost a lot of blood." I say.

She shrugs and looks at her bandage before moving it slightly to the side. The cut was strange, but what was even stranger was the fact that half of it was completely healed.

All that was left was a small slit the size of two fingernails which wasn't even bleeding. The rest was a fresh, pink scar.

How was that possible?

There had been a lot of blood when I bandaged it but I know the cut had been bigger than that small slit.

She looks at her wrist, confused. Eventually, she shakes her head and looks up. "I need to brush my teeth." She murmurs before swinging her legs out of bed and making her way to the bathroom.

I don't respond and for a few minutes the only noises that can be heard is running water from the faucet and gentle scrubbing.

She comes back in and looks at the patch of red that was still beside the bed. "I'll clean that tomorrow." She says.

I roll my eyes. "Its fine. Get in bed, I'm gonna stay up for a few hours and make sure you haven't got a serious concussion."

It was her turn to roll her eyes now. "Don't do that go to sleep." She murmurs sleepily while snuggling into the covers.

I shift to face her more and go to say something when I realise she has fallen fast asleep. Her head was pressed up against the pillow and her body was turned. She hadn't even bothered to undress.

Her breathing was light and effortless but her body seemed rigid and alert even in her unconscious state.

It was like she was ready to jump up and fight even when she was fast asleep.

She was strange. But interesting.

Her hair was blonde, it fell in messy waves around her face. Her eyes were bright green and I was convinced they shone and I wasn't just imagining it.

Her face was angular but soft, her cheekbones high, and her lips full. She had a few freckles sprinkled on her face but not too many.

She was pretty.

Well, a better word was hot but still. She was small but curvy which was almost confusing yet satisfying to see.

I was much taller than her.

I roll over and face the ceiling, listening closely to her breathing to ensure she was still doing fine.

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The beep on my alarm clock drags me from my blissful sleep. I roll over and turn it off before remembering where I am.

I glance to my left to see the spot empty. She couldn't have left, it was like six in the morning.

I climb out of bed and rush into the hallway and to the living room and kitchen which were empty.

I make my way through all the rooms.

A scream rings out and I slip over in embarrassment, fumbling to get out as quickly as possible.

"You're not allowed to look at me like this!" She exclaims, angrily.

I shake my head and go to apologise before remembering that all I wanted to do was get out of there.

She was completely naked. One foot in the shower, one foot out. She looks at me in shock and anger.

I rush out and slam the door shut behind me, sighing in relief as I finally escape the situation.

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Okay so short chapter, I know guys.

I wasn't sure about doing different points of views but I'm giving it a try.

Anyways, Aiden pov's won't be amazingly common, just every few chapters we'll have a look at how Aiden feels and see stuff through his eyes