Chasing Stars To Scars

Oh Holy Name

I am starting to wonder how he knows my name, if I start to think how did he know me or did I accidentally spill it but I know I didn’t said it to him. “How did you know my name?. I never daid to you.” He smiled and “ You walked into the cafeteria, and you seat on my table without knowing who I am so I am curious. I had you check, don’t worry it is for a good cause or my personal security guards would definitely howled you with many questions. Your name is Mary Liliana Scaafh, you own many airlines in the world, your dad is a pilot and he managed it and your mother comes from a royal family and you only have a one brother whose a pilot too and you are their youngest daughter and you took medicine here and left your gamily in London.” I gasped because he definitely know where I came from and I don’t know if I’ll be worried or I don’t know really what to feel. “Why did you investigate me.?” I said calmly even though I’m starting to worry and I am panicking. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything bad, like I told you I do it for your own good. I’ll explain everything to you but please heal my wound first.” OH GOD I forgot that he got shot, so I tried to dampen with wet cloth and oh hell I think the bullet can be get. Don’t panic Mary. Don’t panic. Don’t panic. “Do you trust me?” I asked him. He smiled and “ You don’t have any idea.” “I will try to get the bullet out of your leg. I don’t have any experience but I have the right tools and I think I’ve watch Grey’s Anatomy for a long time., so do you really trust me.” I asked him again. “Yes, I do”. I started to ready my medical tools that my mother gave to me and I sanitize my hand and I started trying of getting the bullet. I feel like he is looking at me but I proceed anyway and concentrate to what I am doing.

I am not fond of the scene where I know someone is watching me intently, it is annoying and I will be honest that it feels so cringey to me. Ah I can’t help but to ask “Why are you looking at my face?” as I stop tending his wound. “Nah, because I can?” he smirked. “Oh so I can do this?” I pressed his injured leg hard. “Aw, you really love hurting me huh?” he said mockingly. “Yes, I do. I can’t wait to torture you.” As I replied to him. “Oh, savage princess huh?” he said mockingly again. I won’t give him the satisfaction to be happy on throwing a joke at me, so I just stay silent and let him do the talking. I don’t know him that long and I think he isn’t the typical guy whose gonna blabber or joke around but hmm maybe it is just my perception about him. I notice that he is quiet right now, but I love the silence so it’s good for me, and just before I enjoyed the silence he “Hey, thank you.”