..."Daya?"......

...I open my eyes....

...where am I? ...

...Is this a hospital?...

...I try to sit up,but the unknown man pushes my down again....

...Who is he?...

...How does he even know my name?...

...I look at him....

...My eyes heaving....

...He's handsome....

...Very handsome....

...Sharp jawline,those brown eyes,staring into my soul,brown hair.....

"Why am I here?" I ask. It was embarrassing talking so bluntly to a handsome man that could take me down.

...both ways....

"You got into a car accident." The man answered. Gosh that voice. It was like talking  to an angel.

"How? Why?" I ask confused,but desperate to hear his voice also.

"You were drunk."

Oh man. I don't even remember a thing!

"Drunk..okay. May I ask who are you?" I'm trying to remember the man. Perhaps I know him,perhaps not.

"Mark. Mark Stevenhons."

Oh! Such a polite one. Saying his full name.

"That's a beautiful name,fitting for a handsome guy" I got bold and said this. But now I'm regretting this shit.

The man seemed uncomfortable. I fucked up and I know it.

"Thank you." The man said,showing the discomfort in his voice.

"Why are you here,Mark? Did you save me?" I quickly ask,trying to change the theme.

"I didn't. My sister did." He says,grabbing his phone out of his pocket.

"Your sister? Then why are you here,sitting and waiting for me to wake up?" I felt a bit disappointed. He didn't save me,and here I was thinking he's a prince saving a princess like me.

"She asked me to. She has meetings to attend to,and she didn't want to leave you alone. You're lucky, mostly he doesn't give a flying fuck about strangers." He responds with slight annoyed tone.

So that's how it is? Well,now I feel special.

"I see.." I get silent. I'm in loss of words.

What should I say?

Wait..he mentioned she's going to a meeting. Is she rich? is she a CEO or something? No. must be just a normal meeting. Even café workers have meetings,right?

"I should go. If not you I would be fucking my boyfriend right now." He says and rolls his eyes. Oh? he's taken..wait. A BOYFRIEND!?

"You're gay?" I say,my tone is soft,I don't want him thinking that I'm grossed out. I support LGBTQ+.

"Yeah." He answers bluntly. Surely he didn't like the question.

"Okay..You can go,I'll be fine."

And he leaves without a word. Not even a goodbye? Wow. I thought he is polite.

I sit up. I feel my head starting to hurt. Did I hit it? Shit. I really want to go back home. But the nurses are always stubborn in any hospital,of course they won't let me go home.They will ensure I'm okay. I'm never okay.

...Atleast not with life....

...It's been 2 weeks in hospital....

...I hate all the nurses....

...Those fake smiles....

...Those words 'I care about your health' is all a lie....

...They all do it for money....

...I wish there were people who actually care....

...Who would comfort me when I'm in pain....

...No one ever visited me....

...My family doesn't know that I'm hurt....

...I told the Nurse not to call my parents,cause I know they wouldn't give a fuck about me....

...They never do. I'd be surprised if they did....

Suddenly,I hear someone opening the door. I thought it was the Nurse. But it was someone else. New face..Well.. New chest.

"Uh..Hello." I say hesitantly. Did she go to the wrong room?

"Daya,Right?" She asks. Her voice is so Mature. Just like her appearance.Lookd like she did go to the right room.

"Um,yeah. You are..?" I ask.

"Valentina Stevenhons."

Ohhhh..she might be Mark's older sister.

"Ah..Hello,Your bother told me you saved me,thank you. I'll pay you off."

The woman smiles softly. gosh that smile.

The smile has a hint of devilish vibe.I like it. it makes me want to be myself and just say 'Rawr' or 'Vroom Vroom'. I can't though,I don't even know her.

"No need to pay me off,the thought of you alive alone makes me happy." She says and sits on the edge of the hospital bed.

I tried to think of words. I wanted to talk to her. To hear that sexy Mature voice. But she started talking first,YES.

"I bought you some apples..I hope you like them."

Well duh I like them! Everyone likes apples!

"thank you.."

"No problem"

Gosh those lips. So red and lurring. I want to taste them so bad.

...You will love me,I promise.Ill make you love...

... me.I love you,so you will too....

"Soo...why did you feel the need to save me? your brother told me,that you often don't give a fuck about people" I ask,a bit nervous.

"I don't know either. Perhaps I was very bored,Perhaps you were just too pretty to die." She answers me. oh god. Is this flirting?

...I feel blush creeping into my cheeks.. Embarrassing ...

"Okay...um. thank you. how can I pay you back?"

"No need." She answers simply. damn.

Her tits are so fucking perfect. and that ass. I wonder if she's into girls. if yes,I'd be lucky,if she's taken,that's fucking karma. it's like I feel the need to stalk her,sniff those fuckijg clothes and fucking ride that pussy. I have no idea why,but fucking damn!!

"I should be going now." She breaks the silence. Disappointing.

"um..can I get your number?" I ask. I feel my hands trembling. Is it the fear of being rejected? She glares at me. OH GOD THOSE EYES. I CANT.

"Yes,sure." Oh god. am I in heaven? I quickly open the bedside table drawer and grab my phone. I open it. She tells me her number and I dial it. YES. I call her,she answers and we both save the numbers. I secretly name her "My future wife🐋". I always loved whales,so I put the emoji next to her name.

...^^^You'll be mine.^^^...