STRANGER2
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"What?" He stared at me like I have gone insane and honestly i think I have too.
"Nothing Nothing, i didn't say anything." I let go of him and looked down in shame. What's wrong with me? Why would I say that? Am i mad? Am I so hurt and drunk that I'm saying rubbish now?
"I should take you along?" He laughed. "Do you even know where I'm going?"
I opened my mouth but nothing came out, i feel so embarrassed, this is so not me, I feel so confused right now and unable to say the right words. Wow Enid really broke me.
"I'm really sorry, forget that happened." I apologized and started walking away from him with speed, my legs are very short but I was so embarrassed I didn't even realize I was almost flying thanks to the speed which was a very big mistake because i didn't see the moving reckless car in front of me on time.
"Ahhh." I screamed attempting to avoid it by quickly moving away but i twisted my ankle and fell. "Shit." I cursed under my breath, the car was only a minute or seconds away from me and it seemed like the driver or whoever is in it is probably drunk because the car was moving at full speed and there was no light or indicator. I tried to move but i couldn't, my lower body felt useless immediately i hit the ground with that thud and my ankle is freaking twisted.
Is this it? Is this how I'm going to die? After everything? I couldn't even get my revenge back on those that hurt me, I never got the chance to be extremely happy and be with someone who genuinely loves and care for me. So this is it? Maybe its for the best. As I shut my eyes waiting for the worst to happen, nothing did instead i heard a crash and when I opened my eyes I couldn't believe what I was looking at.
The stranger had thrown the car to the other side of the road, to the other side opposite were the car was being thrown at, a body was lying flat on the ground, was that the driver? Wait was he dead along? Or unconscious?
"Dead." The stranger man from earlier said like he could hear my thoughts. "He was dead, seems like he was a BP patient or something and died seconds before he almost crashed you.
"I don't know what to say."
"Here." He offered me his hand. "Take it and get up."
"I can't, I twisted my ankle." I bit my lips nervously
He sighed and bent down picking me, I was about to reject this but he quickly shut me up
"You have been in a pathetic situation since we met and it seems to be getting more worse, just hold still and don't freaking say a word."
"I'm not pathetic." I snapped at him
"Of course." He smiled
"Look, I know I look like a mess right now but thank you I can help myself out.".
"Being stubborn won't help you, your ankle isn't just twisted its bruised too, you can't walk home hell you don't even want to go home, now normally I wouldn't give a s**t but I'm trying to be nice so f*****g stay still."
I felt shivers as he was talking, his tone darken and I became slightly scared, not scared but startled and he was right, he's being nice.
Unfortunately now I have a phobia for nice guys because of Enid, Oh father of wolves will surely hate me if I could finally get my hands on Enid for real.
"Okay." I slightly nodded, now normally I would kick and snarl at him but he was right, I'm a in horrible shape physically and mentally so for once let me just let the pain in and get on with it.
He walked for almost 20 minutes before stopping in front of a small apartment, it wasn't so small but not big either. He dropped me on the floor gently and removed his keys, unlocking the door. I swallowed a bit hard, I don't know this place neither do I know this man, can I trust him? I know he helped me and s**t but what if he another danger to me in disguise? Curse these ankles!.
"Sorry that took long, needed to clear the house, I haven't been here for some time." He finally came out and apologized for the short time he kept me outside.
"Its fine, don't worry." I half smiled.
"Let's get you treated and washed up." Immediately as he finished that sentence he picked me up and took me inside the house. Now the interior decor was beautiful and nothing compared to how it looked outside. Is he rich? Hm probably could be the son of a wealthy man, wait is he a wolf too!? What park? Alot of questions ran through my head but I couldn't say anything, I was too tired to speak or think at the moment.
He took me to a room and dropped me on the bed. "just wait here, I'll get some things for your ankle and probably something you could change into, you smell of alcohol."
"Right, thanks."
He came back with some painkillers, a top and sweatpants which seemed oversized but should be comfy enough for me and a first aid box.
"Thank you very much." I smiled and collected the clothes from him and changed into them when he left after treating my injuries and giving me the painkillers.
I led on the bed staring into darkness, I couldn't sleep my head hurts from thinking badly, the only thing on mg head was to get back at both of them, I didn't care anymore and I won't hold back. I don't deserve this, I deserve to be happy. After an hour or so I slowly fell asleep without realizing it.
The next morning, I woke up feeling a bit better, by better I meant my ankle no longer hurts as much as it did yesterday and the body aches reduced. My eyes sting a bit due to the fact that I cried a lot yesterday and even in my sleep. The physical pain I was feeling yesterday had subsided. But not the pain in my chest, waking up and realizing that what happened yesterday night wasn't a dream and I'm waking up in a different room and not In a room that was supposed to be shared by me and Enid broke me, I want revenge on them but I can't deny that I'm very hurt and still feel something for Enid, it all just happened too fast. Damn it! I wish the painkillers he gave me yesterday could subside this pain a little bit. I stretched my hands and yawned loudly feeling a bit tired, I looked around looking for the painkillers but what I saw at the other side of the bed made me scream my lungs out
"WHAT THE f**k?!" I yelled breathing heavily. I didn't just-
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