I Can Only Love You

Chapter 8

*******NARRATED *********

The moment Tracy reached the wine cellar, she saw Sam Smith lying down near the wine cabinet. He held a bottle of wine in his hand, surrounded by broken pieces of bottles and glasses while he laid his other hand on shattered fragments. It was clear now that the noise she heard just now, it was him knocking over bottles and glasses. Tracy took a few steps and stood in front of him. She noticed that he was bleeding. It was as if he couldn't feel pains because he was not even frowning.

Tracy: " Are you okay?"

She squatted down and the strong smell of wine made her face darkened. She moved his hands away, worrying that he would put them on a broken pieces again.

" How much did he drink? "

She thought to herself and shook her head. She kicked debris to the otherside with her shoes. Sam opened his eyes and looked at petite woman infront of him. She was delicate and her skin was flawless and light. The dim light complimented her complexion. It was as if she was born to outshine the darkness.

He looked at her with daze expression without saying anything.

Tracy: " I'll find something to clean your wounds, please wait a moment."

After that she strode out and headed to her room because she had first aid kit on her luggage.

When she was in a hospital earlier, the doctor gave her the kit so she can clean her wound on her forehead.

Tracy: " I'll just do a quick fix okay. "

After saying that she put his hands on her thighs. Sam looked at a little woman that was cleaning his wounds carefully and gently. He couldn't help but grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her to his chest. He clenched her chin and kissed her passionately.

Tracy: " Ohmmh."

The sudden kiss took her by a surprise. She couldn't help but opened her eyes wider. The inside of his mouth had a taste of a wine. His seductive, burning lips took over to hers. Sam's sudden madness made her panic. She desperately shook her head to escape the kiss but she couldn't break free of his control.

They were drunk yesterday but now she was sober like a judge... she couldn't afford to repeat the mistake she made yesterday. In a panic, her hand searched for something on a cabinet, she found the bottle. She didn't hesitate but hit him on his head.

BANG!!!!

Sam: "Aah."

He finally let go of her. He had a surprised look on his flushing face. " You..."

Tracy: " Don't blame me, you started this."

She then hurriedly stood up and staggered. Her chest rose and fell violenlty from the panic.

Sam: " You.... come here."

Tracy shook her head. Go over to him so he could take his revenge. No ways.

Sam: " Hold me..."

Before he could finish, he fell helplessly on the floor.

Tracy:" Hey."

But the man on the floor didn't make a sound. Tracy started panicking. "Did he pass out?"

Tracy: " Sam Smith don't pretend to be dead, I am warning you."

Still no sound, she came close to him only to noticed that he really passed out. She checked his impulse on his hands, he still had it. She placed her two fingers on his nose to check if he was breathing.

She was terrified and anxious that she didn't consider how much she hit him and the spot. She only felt a weak breath when she placed her fingers on his nose. Her heart almost popped out her chest.

After hearing that he was still breathing, she sighed with relief...she couldn't imagine what would've happened if he died. She began crying and laughing as she hugged him.

Tracy: " I am so glad that you're alive. You almost gave me a heart attack..."

She continued crying and repeating the same sentence. After a moment, she remembered that she was supposed to call an ambulance. It soon arrived and they took him to hospital..she was by his side.

**********Hospital*****************

"You never seized to amaze me. How do people end up in a hospital bed for banging someone. You amuse me broe."

After saying this a man couldn't help but laugh at Sam.

Tracy recognized that the man who was treating Sam's wound was Goerge Anderson. She couldn't take a good look at him in her panic state earlier. She vaguely recalled that he was wearing a white coat, tall and somewhat handsome.

" Was it really him who laughed like a lunatic?" She was amused.

"Shut up."

Sam's angry voice sounded.

" Okay...okay...I'll stop now hahahaha."

"Really.. Goerge, are you caught ingane death now? Or should I call your old man that you have a fake...."

" Wow..slow down Mr..I was joking with you.. Do you have to really go that far?"

After that he cleared his throat and became serious.

" Did you get drunk and try to force yourself on her? Look at her neck broe, you did that sh*t didn't you? On her forehead too? I can't believe you man. I can't believe that an arrogant business tycoon is worse than a beast in a bedroom. "

"................."

Sam didn't refute.

" She look skinny and small....like a strong wind could blow her....how could she land a blow like this?"

Tracy stood by the door and clenched the wallet that was on her hand after hearing Goerge's words.

"How long are you gonna stand there?"

Tracy hesitated whether to continue going in or leave the hospital .

She stood on the door nervously looking at Sam who was on bed. She gave him a faint smile.

" Come in."

Sam said.

" Wow look who is here. Our brave litle heroine is here! Come in Miss."

Goerge was being forward. He gestured her with his hand to come in.

Tracy felt embarrassed, she walked in to the bed where Sam was. She cleared her throat and asked.

"Are you okay?"

Upon hearing the question, Sam who was already annoyed, looked at her with fierce eyes and said:

"DO YOU WANNA TRY."

He shouted.

" Why are you yelling at her Sam? You're scaring her."

Goerge chimed in to easy the awkward atmosphere.

" Don't take it to hear little Miss... he is just throwing tantrum. He always become like this when it's this time of the month. Don't worry... you will get used to him hahaha,."

Tracy hold her laugh upon hearing Goerge. She wouldn't dare to laugh in front of the angry Sam.

"GET LOST ."

Sam grapped a pillow and threw it on Goerge.

"Yooh...you don't have to kill me.. I am leaving. Hey...i almost forgot... I invited Shawn for celebrating loosing your virginity tonight at your house hahaha."

"Don't test my limits Goerge..F*ck off."

Goerge went out laughing hard but poked her head through the door.

" By the way I forgot to mentioned that I already informed your mom about your situation..she is already on her way as we speak. No need to thank me okay."

Sam's heart sank and his face twisted.

He wanted to kill the bastard but he escaped fast.

" Here...it's your wallet...the total was R2 450.00, I should've paid for it....but I had no money with me. I am sorry about that.

Can you jot it down, I'll pay you when I can okay."

She was the one who hurt him, so she should've covered the costs.

" You came here for only this?"

Sam sounded unhappy. He glared at her.

"Huh?"

Tracy was dumbfoded. He angrily pointed his head.

" Firstly you are the one who hit me but you don't even think to ask how am I doing. Mxm.."

" What!? I....I...I already asked you."

Tracy said with a confused face.

" You......mxm forget it...."

He felt annoyed because he remembered that she did ask earlier.

Tracy didn't know what to say...looking at a bottle sparkling water on a bedside table...she felt thirsty. She was literally on her way to quench her thirst back in a villa but she didn't drink, instead she ended up here. She took a glass intending to pour water for her, but in the corner of her eyes she noticed a scornful eyes. She turned around only to meet Sam's death glare.

" Is that how you treat a patient? "

"What?"

Tracy looked confused.

" I am thirsty."

" Oh...sorry...would you like some?"

" Not in a cup like that."

He looked at the cup in Tracy's hand in disgust.

Tracy was bewildered...why is he throwing childish tantrums now...

" Do you wanna drink it or not?"

" What do you think?"

Sam pouted and Tracy wanted to laugh.

She took a deep breath to surpress the urge to splash water on him. Thinking of that she chuckled.