Bed Rest
23. Bed Rest
<.Sophie.>
Oh My f7ucking G7d! My head hurts and my mouth tastes just as bad.
I puked a few times.
Nasty. Yikes.
That MRI machine- made me puke even more- and Oh G7od, it was so loud and
claustrophobic. Good thing is I only have a mild concussion as I can remember the events.
so I will be fine.
Or so I have been told.
I am trying not to think about the incident. My body shivers every time I think about it.
How he threatened to ra-e and kill me. Does humanity die inside such people?
Oh F7ck… My head is still pounding. I should try to sleep, but it’s swirling with so many
thoughts. I need to rest for two days. No work. Dad was so frantic when he visited me. The
nurse didn’t let me talk to him for long. She said I needed rest.
Only if I could shut off my brain right now.
Caleb was here, too. He was shooting glares at My Hot Jerk. Liam or whatever his
name is.
I glance at him.
I still don’t understand how my whole family left, and Liam is still here.
What did he tell Dad?
He is still pacing around in this room, chatting with someone on the phone.
Rude.
Liam. Liam…
I say his name a few times under my breath to see how it feels on my tongue. Ma
it’s the concussion- but he doesn’t look like Liam.
Liam seems like a sincere name.
And he… he looks like a typical playboy. A jerk. I giggle.
He looks at me and asks, “What happened?”
“You are a jerk,” I say to him.
He grins and corrects me, “You mean a hot jerk?” Then helps me lay down in bed.
“You need to sleep.”
His phone pings, and he goes back to chatting with someone on his phone again.
Rude!
Liam.. Liam.. Why is he helping me?
I wonder if M would help me?
My face goes hot thinking about M. He probably doesn’t know I am at the hospital.
Would he come if he had known?
More and more thoughts dance inside my head as I drift into sleep.
Next morning, when I wake up, I cannot see Liam around, but, instead, a man in a black. suit, standing in front of my door- as if he is guarding it. I frown.
I look around and spot a new phone next to my bed. I sigh. My phone, my luggage and my car. Everything is gone. Good thing the car was rented and insured. It still doesn’t make
me feel better. I kinda liked that one.
I pick up the phone and see a notification. I chuckle when I notice Liam has saved his
number as ‘Hot Jerk’ in this phone.
Hot Jerk: ‘I have a job to attend to, so sorry I couldn’t stay. I hope this phone is not below your standards.’
Hot Jerk: ‘I told your father that I am your good friend from New York. Just in case he
asks.’
Hot Jerk: ‘An officer was there to take your statement when you were asleep. I told him. he can contact you at home. Get well soon. Hope to see you around.’
I chuckle.
Me: ‘You were thoughtful. Thanks for the phone.”
Me: ‘There is a man standing in front of my room. Who is he?’
Hot Jerk: ‘I don’t know. Looked like a bodyguard. I thought your father sent him.”
I frown. Why? I put the phone down and call out to him.
“Excuse me!” He turns and takes a step into the room.
“Yes, mam!”
“Uhmmm why are you standing there?”
“Mr. Miller sent me for your security.”
“Oh Okay…” I say, flabbergasted.
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How did he figure it out?
I pull out my phone to text him. Only to realize I don’t have his number saved on this
new phone.
“Listen!” I ask the guard, “Do you have his number?”
“Mr. Miller?” He hesitates.
“Yes…”
“I.. do not report to him- but to his assistant.”
I sigh.
“Look. I cannot allow this. You have to leave,” I tell him.
How will I explain a bodyguard to dad? And moreover, I don’t think a guard is needed.
“I cannot leave without orders, mam. If you want, I can manage to get Mr. Miller to contact you.”
Now you are talking. I grin inwardly.
“Yea, I would like to talk to him.”
As he turns, I call him out again.
“One question…” I wince, hoping I don’t annoy the fu7ck out of him. “What is his full
name?”
He frowns and says, “We only know Boss by M Miller.”
Fucking great. This man is too private.
Does his mother call him M too?
Dad comes to pick me up once I am discharged from the Hospital. I tell the guard as I am with my family he doesn’t need to follow me home. He can be re-initiated when I have talked to his boss. He agrees easily, so I guess he was told not to leave me if I am alone, but family is fine.
Which is good. I cannot imagine a bodyguard by my side 24 by 7.
As I am about to walk out of the hospital, I see Lena pacing around the reception,
wide eyed.
you.”
“Oh My God Sophie!” She cries as soon as she sees me.
“I had no idea! What the fuck happened last night? Are you okay?”
I hug her and ask her, “Who told you? My phone is gone too. Sorry I couldn’t contact
“In Lobby, the receptionist asked me how were you? When I said I didn’t know what she was talking about, she told me what had happened.”
I nod and see Lena noticing my father.
“Dad, this is Lena. My support and my dietician for the last two years. Also, my
kuninaan
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gape. I thought Lena was my primary emergency contact for the last two years When did he add himself? I frown How is that even possible?
“I am sorry I couldn’t be there last night,” He says and I melt all over again
Hell! He isn’t supposed to be considerate This isn’t a real marriage
“If you had come, I would have seen your face and I don’t want to see it yet.”
“Are you afraid I am too ugly?”
I laugh. “No. No. I don’t think you are.” I frown and reconsider my words. “Even if
were, it wouldn’t matter to me.”
“I am loving this game… and suspense.” I admit, biting my lips.
“I like it too…” He says and I grin like a fool.
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