Into Her Depths

Chapter#6: Concerned

Hello everyone! I wasn't able to upload the chapter yesterday as my dad is not well. Pray for his health.

Well let's move on with the story. I hope you will like this chapter.
!!Happy Reading!! 😇

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⚜Isabella⚜

I knew this man would be useless at cooking as his refrigerator was full of leftover pieces which I assume he had ordered.
Apart from that, what was surprising for me that his refrigerator possessed orange juice rather than wine or beer.

A man who looked gorgeously handsome would be having some good job too. I think he could easily afford a wine per day. Whatever!

I was done with the sauce and my pasta was about to get boiled. I was just waiting for Tristan to cut the vegetables. I was observing him while he was trying to do something with the knife.
Well that's better than before.

Suddenly his hand stopped & his eyes met mine. They were deep blue.
"I think this will take time. You can take a warm shower as you are all wet due to rain." He said and then fixed his eyes on the cutting board.

After thinking a bit I said "OK, I'll get back in minutes. Be safe and don't let that knife hurt your finger." I warned him.

I said and turned to walk towards my room. I came inside and took out my night shirt and pajamas from the cupboard. This was the most comfortable and my favorite attire.
I took a warm bath and changed into my night clothes. My hair were dripping wet so I wrapped them inside the towel.

As I came outside and moved towards the kitchen I saw that buddy was not in his previous position rather he was busy doing something at the sink.

I came near when I realized the blood on the chopping board. "Oh shit!" words flew out my mouth.
He recognized my presence and saw me gazing at the counter.
"Oh that's completely fine." He said calmly.

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⚜Tristan⚜

No one before this lady would order me to do tasks like that. I hate cooking but still offered & then being commanded over and over again was completely against my nature but I don't know why I was still doing it. I seems like my brain cells were hypnotized.

I realized that I was too slow at  cutting so I advised her to take the shower as she was wet and cold due to the rain. She agreed and turned towards her room.

I kept thinking about her when suddenly I felt a harsh pain in my finger nail.
"Oh damn! I cut my finger" I quickly rushed towards the sink & rinsed my finger with cold water.
I was doing it when I heard Hazel coming towards the kitchen. My finger hurt a lot but I tried to look calm as if nothing had happened.

When she threw out the words from her mouth I turned to look at her. She had a worried face and her  eyebrows were lifted up. Her beautiful eyes had some concern for me and it made me feel something different in my chest.
I have never seen those expressions from someone for me except my club brothers, neither my family.

She rushed towards me and hold my fingers in her hands. My finger looked so big in her tiny hands.
"I warned you not to cut your finger but you don't listen to me hmm?" She was frowned.

Her height was smaller than mine. Her towel tower was reaching my by ear. I could smell the fragrance of sweet peach shampoo beneath her towel.
She reached for her towel and took it off. Her hair were dark brown with some shades of golden in between them.

She was about to wrap the towel around my finger when I pulled it back "What are you doing with that towel?"

She didn't said a word and pulled my finger towards her and wrapped her towel around it.
"This will help to stop the bleeding until I find my first aid box"

She was about to leave when she her steps paused and she asked "Do you have one?"
"What?.... Towel?" I asked dumbly.
"Nothing" she said rolling her hazel eyes.

Oh, she must be asking about the first aid box. How dumb I'm.
I started to see my finger.

I went to the lounge and rested my ass on the sofa. She came out of her bedroom with a box. She knelt down on her knees near me & pour some brown liquid on the cotton.

She raised her arm in front me asking me for my injured hand. I placed my hand in her tiny palm. She gently cleaned my wound and then bandaged it.
"Are you a nurse or something?" I asked. She lifted her face and narrowed her eyebrows at me. "Well your bandage is neat."
"It was a compliment." I added

She started to put back the medical stuff on the box without uttering a word. Then she moved towards the kitchen.

She must be getting the dinner. I thought.

Few minutes later ...

She walked in the lounge with two plates of pasta in her hand.
She put one in front of me and other beside me.
She's going to sit beside me.

"Can I sit there?" Hazel asked pointing towards the empty place on the sofa. I nodded in approval and she moved towards the sofa and sat.
I switched on the TV & started to go through the random channels.

"What do you like to see?" I asked her.
"I don't watch TV while eating." She replied.
"So what do you like to do then?" I asked her while taking the first bite of pasta in my mouth.

When she finished chewing her pasta she replied " I usually talk."
She is the lady of etiquettes.

"It seems like you talk that much." I said.
"That was rude Tristan. She got you free pasta and health care service and you are saying like that." My inner voice said

I quickly continued the talk " What do you like to talk about?"

"The activities we have been doing all day." She replied as she gulped a sip of water.
"Hmm" I said.

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So how was the chapter guys? Let me know in the comments. Well I prefer getting comments rather than votes.

First I write everything in my personal writer app, edit it and then I rewrite it here. It consumes  lot of time and efforts.

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Love, AA