serendipity

late night talks

i woke up in the middle of the night, hollering my heart out. my body immediately rose up and my chest heaved, my eyes were full of fear as i stare in darkness and sweat beamed down my forehead.

suddenly, i heard faint quick footsteps followed with a sound of a broken glass that collided to the floor and a loud thump, indicating like if someone fell. it quiet down for a quick second and the footsteps were louder than before, making my heart palpitate. i stared at the white door as it bursted open and the light switch turned on.

i gasped as i squint my eyes so quickly, trying to adjusted it from the lack of brightness. a devastated, tired and terrified young man stood there shirtless with plaid pyjamas that hanged down to his ankles by the bedroom door. his big curls were preventing me to see his eyes but the way his face expression was, showed me how slightly irritated he was.

the room was quiet and all i heard was him breathe heavily. "goddamn it." he grunted as he put his hand over his chest and exhaled. i pulled a face and i didn't whether to be questioning who he is and where i was or why am i laying on this bed and what happened to me couple hours ago.

"um," I began speaking and my timorous side came out, "who are you?" i asked abruptly, trying my best to not sound rude. he swept his messy curls, facing the curly headed guy that've woken up from his deep slumber. because of me.

"you scared the fuck outta me." he added as he walked near the bed. i pulled the blanket closer to me, and I backed up nervously when he sat on the edge of the bed as he let out a huff.

a dreadful pain sting in many places on my thighs and lower stomach, feeling rusty and sore.

a piercing yelp came out of my mouth and he stood up in a heartbeat and ran to the side of the bed, i was stuck in my unbearable position and all i could do was cry in pain.

my breath hitched as he reached his hand to me, "don't touch me!" He disobeyed and his hand landed on my arm.

the feeling of my pain was indescribable, feels like I've never felt it before. i quickly looked under the covers and saw nothing but my thighs that were mysteriously swollen with several of bruises; two of them exaggeratedly large and were deep purple colour and the other ones were about the size of a golf ball with a deep wound close to my right inner thigh.

i try ignore the pain and looked back up, making eye contact with him. "are you alright?" he asked with a hint of worry in his tone. the throbbing became more intense than before and my eyes were starting to water. "i-i c-can't-" i stutter and closed my eyes as the tears were streaming down. i felt like my lungs were out of oxygen and the pain was growing out on me.

"shit," he muttered as he ran out of the room for a matter of minutes and came back with a glass of cold ice of water and pack of pills with a first aid kit and a bowl with diced oranges.

i opened my eyes again and watched him place the items onto the bedside table silently. his hands moved hastily as he popped one of the pills out the packet and held the glass of water in the other hand, "sit up a little more if you can," he said.

i ignored the throbbing and arranged my posture and sat up properly. i took the pill from the palm of his hand and chugged it down with the water. i ended up drinking the whole liquid, realizing how dehydrated i was and i wiped my mouth with my forearm while we shared eye contact the whole time. his heart-shaped face was very defined and his thick arch eyebrows were complimenting his face, his eyes were low, but he had dark brown almond-shaped eyes with short eyelashes that weren't really visible, unless if you were very close to him as i am. his sun-kissed skin looked smooth and soft just like his plump, large pink lips. he had the thin trimmed moustache going on below his pointy nose, making look slightly different and you can tell by his fluffy, curly, bouncy hair.

"uh--oranges.. if you'd like?" he stammered as he grabbed the bowl too quickly and almost knocked down the lamp on the bedside table. i side-smiled of his silliness and I took the bowl of fruit away from him, "thank you, it'll do." i said as i took one and bit into one.

i grimaced for a slight second from how sour the orange was but the sourness died down when i began to chew and took another bite after swallowing my first one. the room grew silent as he watched me eat the oranges and finally spoke up, "want to know why you're randomly eating peeled oranges at a stranger's house at one a.m?" he asked, waiting for my answer. i choke on my fruit, as i attempted to let out a chuckle but failed.

instead, i nodded and placed the bowl back on the table as i finished swallowing my third one. my attention went full on him, as he ruffled his curls and sighed, "let me start by introducing myself first--i'm uennick. yennick smith," he flashed a smile and returned back one too. he went on, "twenty-one, but who cares though. what happened was," he sighed again and he looked in my eyes, "i was getting out of work, i was working overtime and i was on my on my way to my car," my eyebrows furrowed as i picked on my nails nervously.

"and... i heard screaming from the other side of the street and i stopped to look around but there was no one there but i figured out the scream was probably coming from the aisle beside seven eleven," he cleared his throat as he was in a gaze, trying to remember what happened, "oh!" He snapped his fingers together. "i ran across the street in the blink of an eye and went to straight inside the aisle and there was this.. this man.." his voice started to lower and my heart started to beat louder.

"i didn't how he looked like, but.." he took another pause and shook his head. "spit it out," i said shakily.

"i-i think you were sexually assaulted."

my heart skipped a beat and my head lowered, and he continued to speak but i froze and i didn't feel like listening to him and i didn't pay attention anymore. my purity was gone. my innocence flew away like the wind and i am literally lost for words. my pureness that i was going to keep for the one i was truly going to be committed with was gone and i couldn't get it back anymore. my mind couldn't focus right now and i feel like a big weight is leaning on my shoulders, i feel disgusted with myself. it explains why i feel so sore and rusty and the minor injury located on my lower stomach and thighs.

"hey, don't cry." i looked away as he pulled me in his arms and went in for a hug but i didn't hug back. i was nuzzling into Yennick's chest, letting my emotions pour out. "jey, hey." he said softly, almost like he was reassuring me. yennick pulled away and grabbed me from my two arms, stroking it with his thumbs, "it's not your fault. don't put this on yourself. forget about it for now, i apologize for bringing it up." he said as he pulled me again into a bear hug. this time, i hugged him back while i wiped my tears away.

"would you like to chill and talk all night and put our minds off of it until you fall asleep?" he asked and i nodded slowly, reclining on the bed.

he laid on the end of the bed as his hand rested on the side of his face and he began talking, "okay, well what's your name?"

"emani." i closed my eyes and smiled as i snuggled in the blanket. he saved me and i couldn't thank him any much more.

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this chapter was bleh, i don't like it. might go over and add more description to the chapter.

next chapter is completed too, i will probably post it later on friday.