30. I want you

[Xavier’s POV]

“Are you okay?” I asked her.

It was a very simple question that should be answered easily, but she hesitated in speaking. Instead, she seemed really nervous and was fiddling with her fingers; an act which made her appear deep in thoughts.

I stared at her intently, and she looked away unable to meet my eyes.

“Yes, I’m okay. I’m good,” she hastily said.

“You don’t seem okay though,” I told her.

“I don’t get what you mean,” she said, sweating profusely even though the air conditioner was on, and the weather was cold.

“I meant that...” I paused right there, as a strong irritable smell hit my nose. I could perceive it strongly, and I sensed where exactly it was coming from.

“Blood,” I muttered.

“What?” she asked, having not heard me.

I gently pushed her sideways so that she left where she was standing, and of course, my senses had been right. A small pool of blood had been formed, and she was bleeding from her foot.

“Xavier, I can explain,” she said, with quivering lips.

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