Rhythm Of Heartbeat

CHAPTER 6

"I can walk..." I said, breathlessly.

His arm wraps around my waist and slightly pushes me toward him while we're walking. My body looks small when he puts his arm around my waist. Except for his towering height, he also has broad shoulders, a wide chest, and a big hand with pretty long fingers.

Instead of removing his arm from my waist, he pressed me even closer to him.

He just looked at me quickly with a cold expression. "You can't. Your knee is bleeding, sweetheart."

I immediately gave a peek at my knees. He was right; my right knee was bleeding.

"But it doesn't hurt. I can walk." I insisted, but he just ignored me for a moment.

"We will just go back to our table to treat your bleeding knee, and we will go home after that. Okay?" His voice is too deep yet so calm. I didn't answer him and just rested my head on his chest. I could feel his chest rose and fell quickly. I want to protest, but I don't think that's a good thing to do because I really feel drunk.

When we reached our table, I saw Owen running towards us.

"What happened?" Owe asked, full of solicitude on his face. No one tried to answer him.

William carefully sat me on the couch. I leaned back and put my hand on my head. Now I feel the dizziness, headache, uncomfortable stomach, and pain in my knees. This is the first time I've drank like this. I tried to stay open with my eyes to not pass out while breathing deeply to avoid vomiting.

"What happened to her?!" My eyes went to William when Owen asked him, shouting.

"She fell on the floor and hit her knee on the small, broken glasses that were scattered on the floor."

I heard Owen curse. My gaze was drawn to Owen when he knelt on one knee, touched my right foot, and placed it on his lap. He took the bottle of water placed on the table next to us and slowly poured it on my wound. I hardly closed my eyes when he started to pat my wound with a tissue.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at William. I thought he was watching what Owen was doing, but I was mistaken...Instead, hes watching me.

But my attention went to the stairs when I heard Kylas voice. Shes walking with a totter while being helped by two friends of ours.

"Nuri Elo" She said, heavenly as she passed out on the couch.

"We saw her on the counter drinking with other guys. Nuri is now with Jiro," our friend said, the one who was helping Kyla lately.

"It's done," Owen said as he carefully placed my foot on the floor."Ill take you home." He was about to hold my hand when William suddenly spoke.

"I'll take my girlfriend home." His voice was full of authority.

William straightly looked at me as he passed Owen and gently grabbed my hand to put it on his shoulder before wrapping his arm around my waist. He lifted me from my seat, carrying me like a bridal style.

"Just... take care of her—" Owen hadn't finished what he was going to say when William suddenly spoke.

"Im always taking care of my girlfriend." He looked at Owen. "Were leaving now," he added, monotonously.

I tried to give a glimpse of Owen when we walked past him. "Klya... take care of her" I mutter, wheezy.

"I will." I heard Owen say.

I feel like Im going to pass out. I just rested my head on William's chest as he walked down the stairs. My eyes were closed the whole time he was carrying me. I can feel his heart skipping a beat and his heavy breathing until we reach the parking lot. I slowly opened my eyes as I felt him put me down on the seat.