Unfaithful: A Modern Orc Romance

EMERGENCY

ARAYA

I am watching a random game show now when a soft knock sounds through my door. I turn it down a bit and try and smooth my hair. I must look awful, touching my forehead I feel some metal through the bandages. Great, I might look like a cyborg, I could die of embarrassment right now. Quickly pulling the blankets up I try and smooth them down to make them look pretty as well, nothing works though. Okay, okay, he is just the same guy, it’s not like this is the third time you are meeting, and he is the father of your child.

I let out an exasperated sigh, what can I even say to him; ‘Hi Drun, thank you for coming here at like two in the morning to find me pregnant and looking like a cyborg train wreck!’

I sigh resigned to my fate, “Come in.” The door opens slowly and his head pops in. Augh, why is he so gorgeous! He looks soaked and his hair is not braided and is a mess. Even his bottom teeth peeking out of his lower lip lures me in. His golden eyes finds mine.

“Hey, is it okay to come in?”

I nod, too worried to speak. He enters my room and leaves the door open so the light floods in.

“Ummm, can you close the door?” I ask, I like the dim room and I don’t want to shed too much light on my messed-up appearance. Closing it lightly he crosses the room. Neither of us takes our eyes off each other. He is soaked from head to toe, leaving little puddles of water where his feet hit the floor… Oh my god, this was not a good idea.

Taking in the sight of him I notice that under his leather jacket he has unzipped, he is wearing a tight white shirt. The shirt clings more than any normal shirt would to his muscled chest, more exaggerated by the water soaked in it. Oh my god, he looks magnificent, his green skin is peeking through his soak shirt begging me to taste it. I thank the rain that I can see all his muscles outlined and oooo even his n*****s have me. They are standing to attention just as I am at the sight of him, well, sitting.

He sits down on the chair that Ayesha was sitting in, and his nearness is driving me crazy. I would lick and suck him dry if I could.

“Hi,” I croak like a damn frog.

“Hey… Sarah,” he smiles.

My face turns red, I am such an i***t. He is here and he must know that I gave him a fake name. “Yes, sorry.” Looking down at my hands, I am not sure what to say. So, I start with something easy. “Araya,” I say meekly.

“I thought Sarah was too plain for you. You are too beautiful for an average name.” I look up at him from under my eyelashes and he winks at me. God help me. “Are you okay?”

I nod but still, I am unsure what to say, the game show is on in the background softly giving us space for our loaded pauses.

“Thank you for coming.” I smile and giggle lightly like a psycho. ‘Thank you for cumming… and giving me a baby’ is what pops in my head as the words fall out my mouth. He frowns at me but quickly smiles.

“Yeah, no problem, I wish I would have heard from you sooner, I didn’t want to reach out. I got the vibe that… well that you didn’t want to speak with me.” He is rubbing the back of his neck again like he is nervous. I am sure my face is red, that was exactly what was happening, but he is here. He is here.

I try to gather myself before blindly speaking again. “Yes, sorry about that. I never did a one-night stand before,” he looks hurt from my words, maybe he wants more? I can’t dump a baby on him and myself on the third date! No, not date, nothing we did was a date. “Sorry.” I quickly add again.

“No worries, like I said at the bar, people come to bars for a reason. To meet people, forget or celebrate, or party too, I guess. So, what happened… What made you… you call me?” He looks so sweet and enduring and wet!

“Why are you wet?” I blurt out.

“I drove in the rain.”

“Like on a bike?”

“Yeah, a motorcycle,” he laughs softly.

“Oh, you are a badass, explains the leather jacket.”

This makes him laugh and relax again, I have successfully derailed our previous conversation. “Yeah, I try to frequently travel to karaoke bars to keep up my badassness and pick up hot chicks” He winks at me, and I feel so at ease like I am home.

“Stop that!”

“Stop what?” He asks innocently and then winks at me again setting my face aflame.

“Why did you come?” I am a one-woman train that can’t keep a conversation straight.

“Because you… well the nurse called… twice… at three in the morning I was worried something happened and I was right. Were you in an accident?”

“Kind of.” I take a deep breath; it feels cool filling my lungs and I sidetrack again.

“Do you want a blanket?” I ask, pulling mine towards him.

“Oh no, I could not take yours, you need it this hospital is cold,” raising his eyebrows and glancing at my chest. I follow his eyeline and my n*****s are hard and clearly visible. I quickly pull up my covers and eye him.

“Well, it sure is,” and I dramatically roll my eyes, dropping them to his chest and peaked n*****s. His laugh fills the room and any tension I was feeling eases up. I feel so at ease around him, almost like I am a new person.

“Do you make it a habit of traveling with no bra on?”

Giggling I cover my face not wanting him to see me turn red anymore. Relaxing I look at him again and forget about Eric and the horrors of my life and we talk about random stuff for the rest of the morning.

ARAYA

I don’t know how long we talk for, but a different game show is on, and I hear Ayesha’s voice at the door.

“Knock, knock,” she says cracking the door.

“Come in.” I sound too lively even to my own ears, the food really helped me out. She comes in and gives Drun a glance and winks at me. I immediately redden.

“Hi, good morning,” she greets the both of us. “Araya, I need to take you down for a CT scan to check on things, okay?” I nod and push the table further away. “Are you okay to get up, so we can wheel you over there?” I then notice the wheelchair and feel like a loser. Drun is watching all of this, I wonder what he must think of me.

“Is everything okay?” He asks her. I nod when she glances at me for confirmation.

“Yes, she had a concussion when she came in and we just need to check to ensure she is improving.” He pales and looks at me. Oh God, I do look stupid. As she wheels the chair over to me and I sit up more turning my back to him… My exposed, naked back, only covered by a string or two. Reaching around I try and close it while scooting off the bed.

Before I know it, his arm is under mine and he is beside me, helping me up. His lips touching my ear. “Don’t worry about your backside, I’ve seen it before, and I crave to see it again.” He moves his face away from mine and winks at me. I can feel the heat on my face and even my ears. When I am sitting in the chair, he stands up straight cracking his back and steps back allowing Ayesha room to work.

“Thank you,” she smiles approvingly at Drun. “Okay, let me just unhook some things here and we are off.”

Once we are out the door and down the hall she talks, “Techs normally wheel people around, but I wanted to wheel you to check on you. He looks way better than the other guy. You go girl!” When we take another turn, I realize the hospital is like a maze, I don’t understand how anyone can navigate this place.

“Yeah…” I say softly thinking of the wrongness I am putting Eric through.

“Did you tell him?”

“Not yet,” the words hang heavy in the air as we wind down the maze that is this hospital.