Neglected Hearts

Chapter Five

Angelica's P.O.V.

Why am I here? I-It's so dark, I can't see anything, I can't even move.

Help!

W-Why can't I speak too?

NO! NO!

"NO!"

"Angelica, wake up!" I quickly opened my eyes and sat up when I felt someone shaking my arm.

I looked around me. I'm in the hospital, right? But how did I get here? "Hey, are you okay?" I looked at Hugo beside me.

And in just a blink, the fear that I felt inside the lab rushed back causing my tears to flow.

Hugo quickly pulled me into a hug. He let me cry on his chest

"It's okay, that's just a dream. It's okay, Angelica" he said and caress my hair while still hugging me.

I cried all the fear that I felt and still feeling right now. That dream brought all those fears when I got locked in the lab.

I can still feel myself shaking a while ago but when I felt Hugo's arm around me, I felt relieved.

I somehow felt so safe. Minutes later I slowly calmed down. Thanks to Hugo.

"You okay now?" he asked then he wiped my tears with his thumb.

I nodded as answer to his question and smiled.

"Did you had a bad dream?" he asked again.

I didn't answer him immediately. I'm still confused, why is he here? But I don't want him to leave either. He makes me feel comfortable and safe.

Just this one Tadhana, let me be with him until all my anxieties disappear. Just this time, then you can take him back to Rhein after this. But, no.

Angelica, get a hold of yourself, it's much better if he will leave.

"Why are you here?" I asked him. He eyed me seriously.

"You shouldn't be here" I said seriously this time he became more confused.

"Why? Am I not allowed here?" he asked I shook my head.

"It's not like that. But, you shouldn't really be here"

"Angelica, you sound like you doesn't want me here" he said and I don't know if it's just me or I really saw pain crossed his eyes when he said that.

But, I shake that idea off my mind. That's not true.

"Hugo, it's not like that I don't want to see you, but seeing you here seems not right" I said trying to avoid his gazes.

That look, it was too deep. It was like he is directly looking at my soul, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

It gives me a feeling that makes me think I'm special to him, because his stares, it was full of emotions. He's looking at me with full of concern.

Or,

Maybe it's just me; I'm just imagining things again. I'm imagining things again that I know will never happen. I'm exaggerating things again.