Chapter 9
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***** In Hospital..Tracy pov********
I didn't know that a man with cold personality like Sam Smith could have a childish side. I just wish I could record thi.
" Sammy..."
I was amused to see a middle aged woman suddenly entering a ward and rushed to his bed with a worried look.
" How are you feeling now? Do you feel better?"
Sam couldn't help but cursed Goerge Anderson in his heart.
I recalled Goerge's words...Oh! This woman must be Sam's mother.
She was wearing yellow Chefoun two piece. A pair of red Sandals, her long black hair was curled and styled in updo. She looked graceful and elegant. Her skin was well maintained...fair and delicate.. that makes her look like she was in her late thirties.
" You brat...don't curse Goerge, if it wasn't for him I wouldn't know what happened to you. "
After saying that she poked his head and asked :
" Does it hurt?"
Sam frowned because of pain and held her hand.
" Mom, are you trying to kill me?"
The woman chuckled and look at him playfully.
" Hahaha it looks like you are fine now when you starting to yell at me like this.''
Sam was speechless.
" How did you end up like this anyway?"
"Ask her.."
Sam pointed at me as I was standing aside.
Cynthia followed his finger, it was only now that she noticed me. I wished to dig a hole and bury myself.
" Oh my goodness...your forehead is injured too?"
The woman proclaimed.
" Madam...."
I felt extremely embarrassed now.
" I am so sorry...Sam is injured because of me. "
I was hesitant...this was actually the mother of a man that promised to marry me.
" A pervert was hitting on her! Do I have to say everything mom?"
Sam asked with a poker face.
I can't believe this man.. he was basically saying he came to my rescue..what a sly person. If his mother knew that he was the pervert he was talking about, how would she react?.
" Oh my dear son...I am so proud of you Sammy."
The woman smiled brightly. She then turned to look at me., then she noticed the marks on my neck.
" Sammy, is this the girl you told me you're going to merry?"
She pointed at me with a smile.
" Who said...."
Sam wanted to deny but he soon remembered something and nodded.
I was holding my breath because I thought he was going to deny but after I saw him nodding ...I breathed a sigh of relief.
With Sam confirmation, Cynthia grabbed hands and looked at me up and down and said
" You're so beautiful. What's your name little Miss?"
" I am Tracy Adams mam."
I looked down because
I was shy.
" Oh I see..."
she looked at me again
" Sammy don't be rough on her, it must be so embarrassing for Tracy to go out looking like this...just look at those marks on her neck..."
" Mmh."
Sam looked flushing.
" Well... I am glad you doing fine...let me go back..I didn't tell your father about this...oh my gosh...I can't wait to tell him the good news. So I'll leave you two love birds."
After saying that she pulled me to sit next to a bed.
Before she went out she said
" When Sammy feels better, you may come with him to my home...I'll cook something nice for you, you're too skinny."
" Mrs Smith can you even cook? Besides, shouldn't you cook for your only lovely son?"
Sam asked flippantly.
" I have aunt Selina humph...and yeah of course there will be something for you also. You'll have to take it as your reward so you find yourself a beautiful wife hahaha."
Cynthia Smith left and it was only us in the ward now...it was lovely a moment ago but it seemed awkward now.
Judging from Sam's mother mannerism, she was not from common background. She was lovely and cordial. I could still feel the warmth of her hands on my cheeks.
She had a faint sweet scent, her delicate hands were warm in such a way they reminded me of my mother.
After so many years, once again I felt the love of the mother.
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Well Tracy didn't notice that she was absent minded. Sam waved his hand in front of her..
" What are you thinking about? Huh?"
" Nothing."
She came back to her senses and she shook her head.
" What's wrong? Do you need something?"
" Yeah...I need to go to the toilet."
Tracy looked at him with a confused look.
" Hm?"
" Help me. "
He gestured her to come to him.
" Only your head is injured Mr Smith. This means you can use your legs freely."
" You hit me, my legs are weak."
Tracy rolled her eyes.
" Then I'll help you to the toilet only."
Tracy helped him up but as soon as he stood up he put his entire weight on her body. Although he wasn't overweight but being six foot tall meant that he was not light.
Tracy staggered and almost fell...she used bed to support her to stand.
It took her some time to reach the toilet and when she was about to turn and leave him...she heard him say
"Pants."
" WHAT?"
Tracy thought her ears were deceiving her.
He waved his injured hand on her face to make his intentions clear.
Holy sh*t...what did he mean....oh no...we're not even friends...how could he expect me to ....
Tracy was speechless.
" What are you waiting for?"
Sam asked again but Tracy was still thinking on what to say...when she looked at him, he had a faint smile on his face.
Tracy finally realized that the man infront
Of her didn't need her help, he was teasing her. She became furious and couldn't help but push him. Sam didn't expect to be pushed..he couldn't
Help but scream.
" Aahg."
He stumbled a few times before he fell down. His already injured head hit the wall. Tracy looked at the scene in horror.
Sam felt dizzy in his head for a moment
And soon came back to senses..
" TRACY ADAMS!!!"
Tracy trembled upon hearing him shouting.
" I....I...I.. didn't mean to..
" Do you want to die? Why are you still standing there?"
Tracy new she was good as dead..she just rushed out to call for her help. Soon the nurses came and helped Sam with new gauze ...
He looked at Tracy as if he wanted to swallow her.
After being treated his wounds again, Sam wanted to leave the hospital...Tracy
Had no choice but to leave hospital
with him.
They came here with an ambulance, they didn't drive so it means they should call uber to take them back.
- Writer
