“Mr. Kyle! Please go back to your room!”
“Stop right there! You can’t run, you might hurt yourself further!”
“Please, you need to drink your medicines!”
Almost all people within each hospital room and those situated along the corridors of the 3rd floor heard the loud voices that disrupted the silence that they were enjoying. They instinctively turned their heads toward the source of the said voices and they were greeted with a very familiar sight of a patient- a very good-looking and muscular young man in his early 20s in particular, running away from several nurses who were chasing him ardently. He was running along the corridors with only his hospital robe on and he was smiling wickedly as he looked back at the nurses who he deemed as the ‘bearers of his pain and torture.’
“I will never drink those horrible medicines ever again!!! No way in hell!!!”, he shouted back before whipping his head back to the front and increasing the pace of his running while he began to think of the places in the hospital where he could hide.
Actually, Kyle Kyle has been doing this frequently ever since he had been admitted in the hospital 3 weeks ago. It was already a norm among the hospital staff as well as his fellow patients situated in the 3rd floor to see him escape from his room and ran away from the nurses for at least twice a week, and this just shows his rebellious and playful side that was mainly responsible of why he is admitted in the hospital in the first place.
In fact, he was rushed to the hospital at that time because he had been involved in a fraternity war that had transpired in his school. As one of the alphas in his fraternity that was involved in the said fight, he had been one of those who participated and fought quite fervidly during the commotion which then resulted to him having several bruises and cuts on his body. Fortunately for him, he wasn’t badly injured as much as the other members in the fraternity and that it was quite easy for him to be admitted into a hospital and be treated immediately since his family was very wealthy and thus could easily pay his treatment.
“Mr. Kyle! Please stop!”
Kyle continued to ignore the pleads of the nurses and continued to run as fast as he can despite feeling slight pains at some injured parts of his body.
‘Aish, I have to find a hiding place soon. My body is getting a bit of strain from all this running!’, he thought as he turned right into an adjacent corridor. Staring ahead, he immediately saw the elevator right at the end of the corridor and a sudden thought entered his mind.
‘That’s a perfect hiding place!’
Kyle smirked before he ran as fast a speeding bullet towards the opened elevator doors. However, as he saw then slowly begin to close, he shouted in panic: ‘Wait! Please hold the doors!’
Thankfully, whoever was in the elevator heard him and the doors separated once more. He smiled fully and released a small maniacal laugh as he heard the nurses shouting in horror as he successfully stepped into the elevator. He then turned around and pressed the buttons immediately to close the doors and he playfully waved at the tired and panting nurses who were rushing up towards the elevator through the gap in between the closing doors. And he smiled contentedly as the doors had fully closed, telling him that he had been successful in escaping his ‘killer medicines’ once more.
However, before he could do his childish fist-pump to celebrate his victory, a very familiar voice interrupted him.
“Escaping your medicines again?”, a low, husky, and alluring voice broke the silence within the confines of the elevator and
Kyle’s body immediately went rigid at the very familiar sound of that certain voice.
‘Oh dear.’, he thought nervously before he slowly turned his head at the source.
