Chapter Six

NYRA

“Everyone is waiting, Ms Nyra,” I heard him say. The heavy black mic outweighed his right arm as I could see the green veins almost shooting out like a star gazer, into the moon.

The room suddenly felt hot and static. I could feel the weight of their gazes, noticing the sneers and scornful expressions on the faces around me. The reporters were eager and impatient, ready to seize on anything they could use against me.

I shot a glance at my mom as she stood still, watching me. The red pointy heels added to her height, and the tomato-fitted gown clung to her porcelain skin. However, none of these could distract me from her warning signal in my direction.

A sign that says, “Don’t you dare.”

“Uhm… I… the lady… I don't remem…” I stuttered uncontrollably, and the pain above my stitched head was as sharp as a needle. I was barely holding in when I felt a bass voice, hoarse and thick, interrupting the whole place filled with chaos.

“That won't be necessary anymore, because she won't be answering any of your questions,”

“And you must be?” Whoever this male reporter was, something hints at me… that he was the main leader of this little gang he created, due to his level of confidence emanating from him.

“Mind… your fucking business, short legs,” Jayden shot at him, his eyes had already switched from soft to dangerous like blazing fire.

Despite the chaos from all sides of the room, I checked him out. Jayden was right. He clearly had short legs, and his two-inch heels weren't quite flattering.

“Who in the goddamn name let you all in? What’re you doing here in my hospital?”

“Jayden…” I held his strong wrist, making every effort to calm his growing outburst.

Just in the spring of a moment, he pulled me up from the bed I had grown comfortable in, right into his arms. Our noses had a slight connection, causing a sharp wave of voltage between us. Maybe from his side.

“What… what… are you doing?” I whispered, eyeing him, confused.

“I’m taking you… home. Away from here.”

His words didn't make a single sense, but anything to save me from this suffocating place I was in. He was more than welcome to do as he pleased.

“Home,” It resounded in the back of my mind. I wasn't sure anymore if I had a place that looked like my home, but the way the word slipped out of his intoxicating lips sounded soothing and comforting.

The number of eyes that froze, watching him lift me weightlessly up, almost left me praying for the ground to swallow me in. And my mom!

Confusion was her last name.

“Thanks.”

“For what?” Jayden scrunched his eyes at me, the sheepish smile dancing at the corner of his lips as he started the ride.

Earlier inside the room, I was lifted in a bridal style by Jayden, as he walked out of the hospital into his green Versace car. He gently placed me like a delicate flower, afraid of getting shattered by the heavy wind.

Our eyes locked, lost between two different worlds; I noticed his eyes went down to a place, only I should stare at. He got distracted staring at part of me that should be considered private, but public. It was my lips.

I cleared my throat, intentionally distracting his romantic-sexy eyes from looking anywhere else but me.

“Thank you for rescuing me back there. It meant a lot to me, Jay.” My face lit up a bit. My whole body was relieved for a short while, but it didn't stop me from getting worried.

Ugh!

“My day just keeps getting worse,” I sighed bitterly. My bandaged hand, resting on the side of my temple; I was gravely exhausted from the whole drama that had transpired earlier.

Jayden had a blank expression on his face. “You know, for a pretty lady like you, there seems to be a whole lot of negativity coming out of your little mouth.”

I cocked my eyes in his direction. My brows arched, almost getting pissed off at his words.

“They don't have the right to hurt you, Nyra.” he paused, his eyes fixed on me, but not without darting his focus on the road.

I watched his thick hairy palms, holding the steering wheel tightly like he was going to pull it off any moment from now, “I couldn't do anything back then, but now things are gonna take a better turn,” his jaw clenched harder than before.

For the past few hours that I've spent with Jayden. Words coming out of his mouth were strange, leaving my heart innocently confused and dumbfounded.

I’ve never seen him this tight and furious. It was starting to give me an unhealthy curiosity like a noisy kitten.

His words sounded soothing, and somehow… it all kind of felt good… in a way. A part of me hoped that it was true. But it was going to take more than a wish for it to happen.