The early morning sun was already well risen and the air felt warm and settling.i carefully rolled onto my side and looked at him. His features were much softer in sleep, the lines that usually creased his brow replaced by the youthful appearance. He looked peaceful. Wanting nothing more than to curl up into the curve of his body, i turned around and pulled the blanket off my shoulder and quietly got off the hospital bed i turned and pulled the blanket over asher as he stirred. his chest was rising and falling rhythmically and his breathing got slower. i smiled softly at him and left the room to get some breakfast..
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"Good morning," i said cheerily to asher as i entered the room with food tray. he was awake by now and was attending someones call..he ended the call and grinned like a Cheshire cat.
" i ready to be sick everyday just to see you like that" he said as i placed the tray on a side table and sat beside him. i rolled my eyes at his remark.
"how are you feeling?" i asked. he held my hands in his and stared at me. "thank you for saving my life." he replied sincerely. i cupped his face and placed a soft kissed on his forehead.
"im starving asher..lets eat i bought you breakfast" i said and he nodded.
"woa! we have a real variety here". the platter of food contained .scrambled Eggs, fried ham, piles of mashed potatoes, with maple syrup grazed stacks of pancakes,A tureen of fruit sits at one side and two glasses of orange juice. we took our time and finished our breakfast.
soon the doctors checked his reports and told that he could go home today. asher look happy and relived to finally leave the hospital.
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i sat on on the one seat sofa and watched asher as he struggled to put on his buttoned shirt...
"your wound will hurt asher lemme help" i said and he shook his head.
being my stubborn self i got up and strolled towards him and pulled his hands away..
"what are you doing?" he said confused. i didnt answer him and started to button his shirt.i audibly gasped... A long jagged scar snaked down the right side of his neck. It was an unusual looking scar, an odd mixture of bright white and light pink. there were dozens scars that laid on olive skin...i looked up at asher He was looking down at his feet like a nervous teenage boy,his jaw was clenched and his hands were ball into fists...i gently pressed my hand on his cheek and before i said anything he started"you must hate me now"
"and why is that?" i asked
"look at me im a monster an ugly monster you were right" he said and tore off his shirt and presented his body to me...The scars covered his back like a hundred silvery pink snakes. It was a brutal reminder to him that hes nothing but a monster.
i gulped hard and just stared at him with an awed expression...his entire body was covered in marks..some antiques and some laid fresh..with each of them screaming with their untold tales."your flaws are beautiful...you are perfect just the way you are and i love you just the way you are."
i knew he didn't feel the same way that i do, but i couldn't resist. i leaned in a little closer, our foreheads touching
He kissed me and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below my ear, his thumb caressing my cheek as our breaths mingled. i ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us and i could feel the beating of his heart against my chest. Unexpectedly, his hand drifted to my hip. It settled there and pulled me closer. When we broke apart for air, I rested my forehead against his and gathered some much needed oxygen. His smirk told me everything and I smiled back, sinking into his hold.The feelings rock my head backwards as he kissed my neck and pushed his body into mine; they engulf my senses and steal away my worries.
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Acak*LIKE A MOTH DRAWN TO FLAME* ((flashback)) Shots of gun ranged on my ears as I dashed upstairs and burst in my room and hid beneath the bed trembling with fear. I could hear the laugh and footsteps approaching my room as I sank deeper under my bed h...
