Sheila's POV:
I groaned in frustration when I felt the heavy pounding in my head. "Oh, God!! It's so hurting!!!" Rubbing my head I slowly opened my eyes but shut it tightly when I felt the light rays falling straight down my face through the window.
I adjusted my stances and opened my eyes once again. At first, everything was a blur but in a slight second my vision became clear as I looked around the surroundings and narrowed my eyes as confusion overwhelmed me.
It is not a familiar place.
Sheila's POV:It's been two days since I met the accident. When I woke up from the dilemma, the nurse told me someone admitted me and paid my bills but he refused to give his name. I was discharged yesterday from the hospital. Nothing big happened. Just a small injury and they put the bandage around my head where I had a small cut. I was unconscious for almost four hours. My foot is also hurting a lot, the damage I had in my foot led to the bacterial infection. The doctor suggested that I should take rest for at least one week, not to give any pressure on my legs.
Sheila's POV:"Don't think to go against my will, I hope you didn't forget the things the last time I did to you." He warned looking at the poor guy whose body was shaking visibly and like an obedient kid, he just nodded his head as a compliment. Giving me one last glance he stormed out of the park. I stood there with a shivering body, my teeth were trembling, my head started to sting and my vision became to blur once again. I wanted to move out of this place but I didn't, I wanted to
Karl's POV:When I saw him carrying Sheila in his arm I felt the sudden urge to stop him and wanted to snatch her away from him and when I did, he defied my threat and carried her away while I was standing there like a dumb ass.I don't like it when anyone touches the strand of her hair other than me whether it's from hate or affection I have the full rights over her, only ME. When she bumped into me the first day of her college, I felt something towards her maybe anger or affection or-- the name I exactly don't know what it is. And day
Sheila's POV:When I woke up I saw the IV was attached through my arm. My surrounding was all white except the ceiling which was a light purple. A white curtain has covered the window to prevent the sun from entering the room."But where I am? Was I dead?" I furrowed my brows. Last time I remember I'm in the park with those two monsters."No you are alive, you are in the medical room." Said a voice. I looked at the source of the voice and my blood boiled in anger. "Why are you here?" I f
Sheila's POV:Just three hours then I will be free from these exams.And---Semester holidays will kiss my soul.Flipping the page one by one, I recalled the portion of the important question as getting myself prepared for the last exam of this semester. Today's subject is Engineering Graphics but I am not good at this field. Being a genius Harry taught me about how to angle the d
Harry's POV:It's been a week yet she didn't show up.Did she drop her college? Nah--- why would she? She is safe under my care. Karl won't disturb her again.But why is she not attending her call? Whenever I try to call her, it died on the other side. I am losing my persistence day by day. Lots of questions popped onto my mind. I clearly remember when she said she is not good at driving, neither swimming although she had a huge interest in these two fields and one day she will definitely try it for good. What if she trapped in these messes? After all, getting into trouble is one of
Sheila's POV:"I'm sorry okay, don't create too much scene." I scolded him and as a response, he narrowed his eyes at me before folding his hands in front of his chest."Really?!" He raised his eyebrow, his tone held accusation."Who is creating a scene here? You or-- me?" He pointed a finger at his chest when he said the word me."You have been absent for a month and you didn't even attend my call." He snarled like a Rhinoceros.
Harry's POV:12 hours before......She is trying her best to seek my forgiveness. But no, I'm not let them happen that easily. If she thinks I'm behaving so rude towards her, that's not a matter to me but she has to learn her mistake. Whatever she said inside the classroom is still haunting me. How easily she said those words while I was suffering here for her. "I don't need any of your permission and it's none of your business." It is still hunting me in my sleep. How could it be possible for her? Doesn't she feel anything towards me?