Beyond Friends

Are you worried?

✧~𝑿𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓~✧

I finally got to enter the house after that wild run. Now, I need to see Astrid. She's scared and f*****g truamatized, I swear she is.

"I hope the medical room isn't f*****g empty." I muttered and continued walking when I was at the living room. Just then, I saw Astrid with a bowl in her hand.

"Astrid? Are you okay? I'm so, sorry for what happened earlier." I called out, and i smiled when she turned around to see me.

I was about to take a step when suddenly, she gasped so loudly making me stopped. "You.... You go-got shot!?"

I chuckled at her reaction making her suddenly furrowed her brows and her lips were in a full pout.

"I'm fine.... You?" I said walking towards her. I feel like an asshole walking towards her with a bullet inside my right arm.

"Yes...." she whispered and looked at my bloody white polo sleeves. "Stop staring Astrid. Mind if you guide and accompany me to the medical room?"

I asked and she nodded lost for words. "Thanks, Astrid." I said. "I'll.... I'll just out this in the table, be right back." She said and quickly went to the dining room.

I chuckled. Was she just panicking?

"Okay. Hurry up, let's go you idiot." She said grabbing my unharmed hand and pulled me to the medical room.

"Xander!?" A familiar voice suddenly gasped form behind us. Astrid stopped and so do I. "Mom? Liane?"

"You got shot by a bullet? What were you doing? Do you know that your–"

"Auntie, I'm fine. Stop asking questions. I just want to just clean this s**t and watch the movie I promised earlier." I cut her off. I just need peace! For f*****g once with her today. Please.

"Hurry up. Someone is in the medical room. Clean and remove the bullet. I'm going to tell your mother about this."

"No need, auntie. I'm not going to die." I said and looked as Astrid. "Let's go, Astrid." I said and she nodded and continued walking.

"Help! He's hurt...." I bit my bottom lip to avoid laughing hard. She's worried. Is she?

"Sit down, Xander. What did you do today?" The lady said. "He.... He got shot on the right arm.... Please help him." Astrid pleaded. I suddenly remember how she bagged to let her go earlier.

Good thing I already f*****g got the asshole. Didn't wanted to let the opportunity slip. But, f**k. Because I got shot first.

"What!?"

"He got shot.... Hurry up and sit down, Xander. She'll treat you...." Astrid said making me nod. I just say ok the shitty chair and removed my white sleeved polo. It was already getting hot, too.

"Fuck." I groaned in pain when alcohol touched the wound. "Just a bit more, Xander. Don't be a kitty cat again." Astrid whispered form beside me making me chuckled.

"I'm not being a kitty cat, Astrid. Stop thinking that." I volleyed back. I was sitting on the chair while she sat at the hospital bed and played with my hair.

She said it could help me relax. But I'm already getting healed just by her touch.

"Yes you are! Now stop talking." She demanded making me shut my mouth. "Why did you even chased a–"

"Xander? What happened, son? Are you feeling, okay?" Mom interrupted her. "Yes, mom. Just a shot." I said simply.

"What happened? Why did you got shot? Do you know you could've died because he had a gun!" I closed my eyes feeling irritated. Peace. I need damn peace.

"I'm fine." I said plainly. "Are you going to remove the bullet now? Can you do it slowly? It might hurt...." Astrid joined in making everyone silent.

I chuckled and her lips pouted. "Are you worried, Astrid?" I teased her. She rolled her eyes. "I'm not worried." She added and jumped off the bed. She started walking towards the door making me panic.

"It won't hurt–"

"Astrid. I'm sorry, no. Don't leave me here I was just kidding." I pleaded and grabbed her wrist. She turned to looked at me and then behind me.

"Are you dumb!? She was pulling the the bullet! Why did you stood up!" She said, half yelled and pulled me to the chair again.

"I'm sorry.... For that. He's all yours." Astrid said making me furrowed my brows. Hers? I'm yours Astrid! Please do notice.

"I already removed the bullet when he suddenly stood up, Aster. I bet it pained more than just being steady on the chair, right Xander?"

"Not really." I reported making teh lady laughed. Until now, I'm still not going to treat her like a normal doctor. I swear she hurt Aster with the knife cut 3 years ago.

"I badly need a doctor myself." Mom exhaled and went further inside the room. "You're in trouble...." Aster whispered. "No I'm not." I whispered back.

"What happened, son? How did you got that? Did you got into a fight?" Mom said. What the f**k? I'm busy for a f*****g small fight. I just shook my head.

"Then how, Xander? A bullet wouldn't magically appear in your arm, right?"

"No, it's a long story, mom. I'll tell you tomorrow. I'm still tired." I replied. By now, the wound is already being wrapped with a band aid.

More than I'm getting pissed with the f*****g journalist and news people s**t from in or outside the company when there's big news or rumors. But, mom is the worst this week.

This so called doctor needs to hurry up because I'm already getting irritated with my mom. She asks questions and oo ooooooooi a f*****g news reporter with its damn interview.

"Tomorrow or tonight, Xander. This is a serious matter." Mom said with finality. I just hummed in response.

"Done."

"Finally." I said after the nasaid was put. "It's done? Are you sure, Ms. Cadiz?" Astrid butt in. "Yes, come here to get the Band-Aid removed and to get it–"

"Just give me the–"

"Xander...." Astrid warned making me smile. "Please give me the Band-Aid. I'm tired of getting back to this place." I said politely making her giggle.

Just f**k. This girl doesn't know how damage she brings to me.