Hoseoks White Wolf

Awake

Bri P.O.V.

          I wake up again in the same unfamiliar room as before, but this time it's not to birds chirping outside the open window and a light summer breeze it's to joyful screams a few doors down the hall.
Why is this person's screams and happy noise making my stomach do cartwheels and have butterflies?
          I get up slowly and limp my way to the mirror and all I see are dark circles and a pale face with barely any color to it. Then my stomach growls. The shrieks of joy stop all at once and the house is silent at least of what I can hear but my focus is on my thinned body and face. My already skinny body looks as if I haven't eaten in days but it's only been a short while at least... I think so.
          Amethysteriada and a man, that looks really similar to the guy that came to my car after I crashed offering me help, popped up out of thin air at the door just starring at me look at myself in disgust in the mirror in front of me. I didn't even realize they where there until I turned to go back to the bed.
Jesus Chrysler that scared the shit out of me!
          As I turned to them still holding my chest from almost having a heart attack I made eye contact with the gorgeous man standing in front of me. He took a small step forward which made me want to take a step back but something was also trying to push me to him. I felt a head ache coming on so I reached my hand up to my head looking down breaking eye contact with him but I can still feel him eyes on me. My eyes went so wind so suddenly that my eye balls almost fell out when I heard a voice in my head say,
Girl you better go get a piece of that sunshine boy over there! Come on move your ass!
          As soon as the voice stopped talking I collapsed on the floor from the shock of hearing a voice completely different than my own and the excruciating pain in my head, but not even a second of being on the floor I felt someone's presence at my side then feel a strong pair of arm wrap under my legs and mid-back holding me bridal style. As soon as I felt my body being lifted off the ground I forced my eyes open trying to figure out whose arms these are which only made me head hurt more.
          It was him, the man at my car this morning, he was starred at me worried and almost... crying? Almost like he was in pain with me. He walked over to the bed with me still in his arms then laid me back down and put the light comforter over me tucking me in so that I wouldn't be able to move one eighth of a millimeter. The old woman just started laughing so hard that she almost ran out of air.
I am so confused..... is she laughing at me or him? Or both of us?
          "You two are too cute" she said after regaining her breath and smiling at us like her life is now fulfilled after seeing him carrying me to a bed and making me feel like a mummy.
I'm still confused, why is she looking at us like that? What is going on here?
          My head is pounding from all my thinking, the fall, and trying to keep my eyes open.
          "May I have some pain killers please?" I asked in my most innocent voice hoping for some medicine.
          "Sure honey! I'll get you some tea while I'm at it too,"
          "It's ok! You don't need to do that a glass of water would be great though." She looks like she is exhausted so I didn't want to make her stand for too much longer.
          "I'll get it Amet," the mysterious man finally spoke and may I say his voice is so relaxing almost like the cool wind in the summer time or feeling the sun shining down on you for the first time after a long, cold, colorless winter.
          "Why don't you go and sit down you look tired" he continued and it was like he read my mind. Before he walked out of the room and turned around a smidge and gave me a wink making me feel like I'm on the most exhilarating roller coaster ever then he just walks out leaving the door open a sliver behind him. I felt like I needed to get up and cling onto him and never let go. I didn't even realize that I was starring at the door until the old woman spoke. 
          "Briland," She said getting my attention.
        "Yeah?" I tore my stare from the door and brought my eyes to the woman in front of me not really looking at her and taking in how beautiful she is for being an old lady.
          "I don't know if you heard my grandson but you can call me Amet!"
That's a really cute nickname and I suits her!
          "Alrighty, thank you Amet!"
          "No problem sweetheart," she is such a kind hearted person. It reminds me of my grandma before she passed away three years before my parents.
WAIT!!! What about my aunt?!?!
          "Amet?! I really need my phone do you know where it is!?"
          "Your phone?" She seemed a little concerned.
          "Yes, my phone I need to call my aunt and tell her I'm ok!"I sit up in the bed pulling my knees to my chest and resting my head on them. I can feel a panic attack coming on and I have no idea what to do. I don't have anything here to calm me down.
          Then the man walked back in with a little plastic cup containing two pills and a tall glass of water in his hands. He runs over to me and sets the two cups on the night stand next to the bed and hugs me. I don't know why but I didn't push him away. I felt safe in his arms for some reason, he even helped me calm down.
Why does he have this effect on me? I don't even know his name yet!