Te Quiero

VEINTINUEVE

Thunder rumbled and lightening flickered as I noticed that it had stopped raining. It was cold but Dylan's office was quite warm and for the fact our bodies were that close, it was even better.

He kept staring at me waiting for me to say something but I didn't. I guess I was longing for something else. Funny how this turned out. I mean, I was really mad at him and didn't even want to see him. I felt sad for him and now my hormones were crying for his touch. I'm one hell of a lady!

"Teresa... I'm sorry. I wish I never left you in there. I'm sorry about your injury." He caressed my arm slowly and frowned at the bandage. "This isn't hygienic at all. I'll give you a better clean up."

I chuckled. At least, Brandon should be given some credit since he's no medical personnel but he still pulled off something like that.

I followed him to his sofa and he went to get a cotton wool from his drawer and a short glass bottle filled with a liquid which I could guess was methylated spirit. It's a guess so don't come for me lol.

He joined me on the sofa and wet the cotton wool with the fluid after removing the bandage. "It's almost healed so it won't hurt much."

"Okay." I said meekly.

I flinched a little when he placed the cold cotton wool on my skin. "Sorry babe." He said and then cleaned it carefully.

After that, he covered my wound with another bandage. "To prevent germs from infiltrating."

Before my mouth could even reply him he went straight for my neck and began to kiss me which began to satisfy my craving. Shit! That was unexpected. Weren't you just going to clean up my wound and that's it? I tilted my head so have more access. Yh! That's what I'm fucking talking about!

My hormones were going haywire and they wanted more. He granted their wishes by dragging me closer to him. Soon, he traveled to my lips and we picked up the pace.

'dingggg dinggg.' My phone began to ring and it interrupted us.

I gave out a light chuckle as I checked my phone. It was Bran. I frowned. Why was he calling me? It wasn't time to kill her. I mean, he said he was going to call after three days or was I mixing it up? Infact, he was even interrupting my intense moment. Duhh.

I ignored the call and stared at Dylan who was keeping himself busy by playing with my hair.

"It's nothing. I'm guessing it's a mistake." I said and went for his lips again. We kissed harder and faster like we were going off for some war and would never see ourselves again. His hands were now on my thighs. I could tell that he didn't want to rush things.

'Dinggg dinggg.' My phone again. Oh damn.

We paused and Dylan said. "That is no mistake."

I felt like Bran wanted to tell me something. I stood up and moved away from Dylan. "Give me some minutes."

"Aii."

I picked the call and whispered. "Hey..."

"Come meet me outside the hospital. I'm sitting in a black camry just opposite the eatery." The eatery was beside the hospital.

I rolled my eyes. "What do you think you're doing? You told me three days. I'm a busy person you know."

Woah! Busy person doing busy things. You get me?

He was silent for a brief time until he repeated himself. "I'm outside the hospital just come meet me. It's urgent."

It's urgent? What could be so urgent? As much as I didn't want to just leave because I had my hungry desires to feed but this guy could give me more information about the people I'm suspecting for my dad's demise, I nodded. "Okay... give me five." I ended the call and turned to him.

"I'm sorry but, I gotta go."

"Shit. We were having..."

"I know I'm sorry..."

His pager began to beep and he checked it. "Ward 216A! Something's wrong." He stood up abruptly and pecked me. "I also gotta go save a patient's life."

Room 216A. That was Jennifer Casirk's room.

What has Brandon done? I also flew out of his office with my legs breaking the Newton's law of motion. Lmao.

At first, I wanted to use her so I could get El to do anything I wanted but that wasn't necessary since I know Bran. I could give her off to him so, he could accomplish his mission. I watched as other doctors and nurses were running towards her room. Whatever.

I stopped at my mom's room just incase. I felt eased when I saw her sleeping peacefully. Now, I had to meet Bran.

Walking out of the doors of the hospital, I crossed to the other side of the road and kept moving those legs till I stopped right in-front of his black 2020 Camry. That car was so sleek. Dayum!

My hands were on my hips as I noticed that his eyes were very red. Either he had a migraine or he just finished weeping.

He was clothed in all black and had on a balaclava. I got into the car and asked myself what was wrong with him? I cleared my throat. "What the hell is going on? Doctors, nurses and other health workers are running to room 216A and that wasn't our plan. What the hell did you do?"

"I've killed her."

I was shocked. How did he... Wow!

I couldn't ignore how red his eyes were. Shit was really alarming. Anyway, I had to know why he did it before our agreed time.

"But we agreed on three..."

"I dont bloody care! I couldn't wait! That fucking bastard killed my friend! He killed Charlie!"

WHAT?!!