Miserable at Best

Chapter 6: Stalker Or Saviour?

I woke up with a very painful head and body. My arms and legs are so numb that I can't even feel them. The whole surrounding is very different yet quite familiar. As if I've already seen this place...

"Good you're awake!" I looked down and saw Andrej smiling at me. "I've been waiting so long for you to wake up."

"How long I've been sleeping?" I asked curiously.

"Three days. And I've been worrying so much about you. I thought you already died.." He said and I looked down.

I tried to sit up but he quickly stopped me. He shook his head telling me not to do it.

"How did I get in here?..." I asked frowning at him because of the pain I'm feeling in every move.

"Well... I took you here... To... Uhm..." He trailed off obviously having trouble on what to say.

I look at him curiously as he lowered his head. He looks nervous and uncomfortable. I feel like he's somewhat hiding something or some sort of that.

"Uhm... H-how... How did you know that I-I was in... Trouble?.." I asked becoming more nervous as time passes.

"Well.. Uhm... I-.., I was calling you and... And you weren't answering your phone. So I decided to... To just come over to see... To see if you made it home safe." He explained stuttering.

I shot him a frown. "You know where I live?.." I asked trying to get up.

"Well, uhm... Y-you told it to me before, didn't you?.. You told me where you live when we had a little talk about you..." He smiled hesitantly.

My eyes widened and my mouth agaped. I don't remember anything about that 'little talk' he's talking about. And I don't give information about myself that easy, especially to strangers. So I wonder, did I ever tell it to him?... Well, one thing I hate to myself is that I have a memory gap. I always forget some things that's either I did or I have.

"We talked about me?!" I asked stunned.

"Yeah. Don't you remember?.." He chuckled softly.

I think for a while before I shake my head. "No... Well... W-why were you calling me?" I asked him getting more and more curious at the same time nervous.

He sighed before speaking. "I told you... I was checking if you made it home safe... So I decided to call you. But you didn't answer your phone and I began to get curious. Then, I decided to just come over and see you, but instead of seeing you welcoming me, I saw you lying on the kitchen floor with blood surrounding you..." He explained raising his voice.

I was surprised to his response. He seems very protective over me. And it looks like he's convincing me to believe him in all of the things that he had said.

"Y-you s-saw me on t-the kitchen?... Y-you get inside my house?!!" I asked him shocked.

"Well I saw the door opened wide and when I walked up to it, I saw you there!!! So I quickly ran inside and get you then take you here!!!" He answered quickly.

"So you saw my father?!!"

"No!!! There's no one in that house except you!!! So I quickly get you and take you here!!!" He said with growing annoyance in his tone.

I kept silent and didn't speak anymore. Surely my father ran out and left the door open when I passed out. But the thing I don't understand is that why he's acting like this. He's very protective over me like I'm someone important for him. And I keep on wondering why he followed me. Why he's so worried about me, and why the fuck he knew I'm in trouble... Is he... Stalking me???

"Andrej, tell me." I asked sternly and looked him in the eyes.

He was surprised when he saw my face. He didn't speak any word but he stared deeply in my eyes as I do the same to him.

"Are you stalking me?" I asked glaring deeply at him.

His eyes widened. He stayed frozen on his place before he slowly shook his head.

"No. Why would I do that?" He said frowning at me.

His features show that he's stunned and surprised. But the way he spoke is so cool and plain. Like he's not affected by what I said.

"How'd you know I have a problem with my father?" I asked still glaring at him deeply.

He frowned his brows furthermore and gave me a questioning look.

"What?" He asked annoyed.

"Do you know that I have a problem with my father?" I asked sternly.

"What are you ta-"

"Just answer me!" I shouted and grunted when I felt a pain suddenly stung in my head.

"No! Why would I have to know that?! And what do I care about your life?! I'm just trying to help!!!" He shouted raising his voice like mine.

With that I was caught off guard. He made me realized that he really doesn't have to have care about my life. We are just both strangers to each other. And he's just trying to help me.

"Look, if you don't believe me, fine! I'm not forcing you to anyway. But you don't have to accuse something bad on me for that! I'm just fucking trying to help!!" He said angrily and stood up. He then walked up to his room and shut the door loudly.

I think about everything that just happened. Then I realized I really am accusing him so bad. He's just trying to help me, then all that I did is think bad things about him. I'm so stupid for that. I'm so judgmental that I thought that thing to him so easy. And I'm very insensitive that I didn't even realize I'm already shitting him off for the reason that I'm fucked up. I'm very stupid that cursing myself is not enough for my punishment.

I bit my lip as I hold back my cries. Then with all of my strength, I forced myself to stand up and walked up to his door.

"Andrej..." I whispered in the verge of crying.

I waited for a while before he opened the door. He keeps his head down as I look at him with tears forming in my eyes.

"I'm sorry..." I cried out softly.

He slowly lifted his head up and look at me. He seemed shocked a bit when he saw me crying. He frowned at me and studied my features.

"Why are you crying?" He asked frowning at me.

He's reactions seems very different from the commons. I don't know if he's annoyed to see me crying, or he's not used to see someone crying over him. But I can really say his reactions are quite different from anything else. Like he's somewhat hard to be spelled out.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to say that.." I sobbed ignoring my own thoughts about him.

He keeps himself on his place and just stared at me shocked. But then he hesitantly walked up to me and hugged me.

"It's nothing, stop crying now... Well I can't blame you for saying that anyway... I also have faults." He said softly as I cry on his chest.

I hug him tightly as he slides his hand on my hair. Then he tightened his grip around me and pulled me closer to him. Maybe he's not that different and I'm just being fucking judgmental again...

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it.." I said as we pulled away from each other.

"It's nothing. Just go back there and go to sleep. You still need to rest." He smiled and led me back on the couch.

He helped me sit and lay back down. He then sat on my feet and caressed my head.

"Just go to sleep. I'll only be here when you wake up." He smiled sweetly.

I smiled back and closed my eyes. I'm a very lucky girl to have a friend like him. Although sometimes I notice something different on him, he's still very sweet and kind. So I really feel bad when I accused him that he's stalking me. But I'm very thankful he didn't mind it that much and forgave me quickly. Now I am so sure that Andrej is really a very good friend of mine.

Author's Note:

To be honest, I'm having some writer's block here.. Hope you don't mind... (=,=)