The private room they gave us was one of their hotel suites. I didn’t know it was a hotel in the first place. The room consists of one bathroom, a closet, a dining area, a balcony and a bedroom that also have a TV and… one big bed.
This place... is so small. I am surprised with my reaction and thoughts because... it seems to be not me. Still, it is so... small compared to Gavin's house. Although, if you compare it with my room back then, maybe this place would be such a luxury if I may say. Well then... Nevermind that. We’re not sleeping here anyway.I looked away from the bed and ended up looking at Gavin’s glorious back. Wait... what?? With my realization, I immediately look away, still... there’s so much blood rolling down on his back. “Please lock the door.”He said before going inside the bathroom. I sighed and just did what he said. I locked the door and sat on the sofa beside the balcony’s door.
Guilt
I got up for a moment and washed my hands in the bathroom. For some reason, I don’t feel uncomfortable with only me and Gavin in this room. Surely it isn't because I’ve been in the same house with him for a day now? That's pretty impossible. Still, I wonder why... maybe because he is weird? Oh... maybe that is why. After cleaning my hands, I went straight to the bed. I’m feeling a bit dizzy for some reason. I lay there but my eyes stayed at Gavin’s body. I have to admit, even with those scars, Gavin’s body is such a sight. In fact, those scars looks so eye catching, if I may say. I wonder if he earned it because of fighting? Hmm... still, even with those scars... he sounds in pain. That is weird. I unconsciously pout my lips. Look at him acting so brave... “F*ck.” I heard Gavin cursed. I rolled my eyes, such a stubborn man. I closed my eyes but I can still see Gavin’s wound in my mind. I remember Mano
I didn’t notice it but my chest hurts… it was as if I am running… Wait.. What? I think I am truly running! Suddenly, I heard footsteps running after me. But what’s weird the most was I felt like I should run faster, and I did. I ran and ran, no stopping. I was so confused that I wanted to stop and look back but I couldn't. I ran until I lost my breath. I could feel my chest tightening, making it harder to breathe. Why am I even running? I… really do not know why… I tried to stop but I couldn't control my legs. What’s happening? A moment earlier, I was in a hotel room with Gavin and… I remember falling asleep… Ah, Does that mean... I’m in a dream? Maybe that is it… after all, everything is dim and dark. I can’t even se where am I heading to! But… why am I running again? “Ack!” I immediately put my arms in front of my face as I stumbled forward. What the hell was that? I looked back but saw not
“You are hot.” I looked at him unbelievably. So first of all… I will wake up and be called as that? Really? Gavin? Really?Of course I freaking know that I am hot for f*ck’s sake. I’m born this way Gavin, do you hear me? “What? Why are you looking at me like that?“ I shook my head and looked at the ceiling trying to avoid his gaze who is completely locked on me. Well, this feels weird. I flinch as I feel a cold thing touch my forehead. I gulp, To my surprise… it is his hand who is touching my skin. Umm, so how should react if things became like this? “Umm, Gav-“ “Madison, you are burning hot” He remarked. He doesn't seem to be lying nor making fun of me. I raised my hand and put it on my neck. Whoa. I mumbled in surprise. Surely… I am indeed hot. There is no doubt. Like literally hot. I slightly close my eyes. No w
I almost hugged Gavin after seeing the paparazzi outside the elevator. Still, I tried not to pin his shoulder who have wounds. I do not know how much pain tolerance he have but after hearing his curse... I bet it is not that high. Uh I want to get down “Mr. Morgan, is it true that there’s a threat in your life?” “Mr. Morgan, what do you feel after experiencing an assassination attempt?” Maybe he’s happy, d*mb*ass! What would you feel if you experience an assassination… why don’t you be more senseful? “Mr. Morgan, is this the first time that it happened?” That’s a nice question… “Do you have a clue about the question behind the assassination attemp?” “What was the reaction of Mrs. Morgan about the threat in your life?” Well, I almost jump at happiness like every wife would do. Duh. note the sarcasm. “We noticed that you’re carrying Mrs. Morgan? Has something happened to her?”
"Sir, I came here on behalf of my brother, some things come up with the-" he then cough to clear his troat. "- work" He continued. Um... Who is he? He is wearing the same outfit that the one who gave the envelope to Gavin when we are talking about the contract. He have shades and the man back then didn't show his face as he just put out his hands. Um, you are asking me why I recognize that they have the same oufit? It is because of the tag, duh. It is truly weird to see a formal black suit having a weird letter G inside the circle. it was just a glimpse but I am truly sure, certainly! that is the same... thing. Yeah, even if my mind is fuzzy I am completely fineeeeeee. not unlike this... weird man who act so brave like a freakin idiot who is wonderfully good in acting like this... shit. I continued to curse Gavin inside my head. I raised my hand, kind of weak but managed to put away Gavin's hand that is slightly cover
The car started to move but it seems that Gavin refused to move on. What? Why? I looked at the creepy butler in the mirror but he just smiled at me benignly. Ah sh*t. Nevermind. I turned my eyes to Gavin. What’s his problem? I observed him for a while. His face is dark. Like he did something he regrets and cannot take it back. I tried to ignore it but it keeps bothering me. “Gavin, what’s wrong?” I asked but he didn’t spare me a glance and continued to look down having those faces. Huh? Why is he acting so weird– no, he’s always weird. But this time, he’s extra weird. Wait... does that even make sense? Nevertheless... he is WEIRD Does his shoulders hurt? Did the wound bleed? What? Did he forget something? I wonder what’s running in his head– I stopped myself, realizing I was about to be intrigued about Gavin’s thoughts. I’m a nosy person… Hah, does everyone think like this when
Did I just burst out laughing? Gavin looked at me quietly. Omg! He looked so modest and refined. He didn’t dare to talk or be mad because I’m laughing. He really looks like a puppy who was about to be scolded. I tilted my head as I observed Gavin. His eyes looking down, his eyes that were usually hard to read, looked guilty and apologetic for once. His face looks like a crafted statue of a Greek god, looking so dark and devastated. His prideful and proud demeanor changed into a gloomy one. And his natural pink lips tightly closed together. What a man. At least, even if he won’t utter an apology, I know that he at least feels guilty and apologetic. Not like the other people who would make the reverse as they will blame you for their own clumsiness. But Gavin? I can really feel his guilt spreading in the car. I glance at the old man and the driver. I could see their sweats while
"Madison..." Who... Did I faint? What happened? Oh… right. Gavin brought me to the hospital. How much time had passed since I fainted? "Madison, how are you feeling?" Who's that? I'm awake but I don't want to open my eyes just yet. "Madison.." That voice... It can't be. She left. It can't be her... Right? Am I hearing things? Ugh. Why the hell am I always thinking of her when I sleep or faint? She's long gone. Gone to where she chose to be happy. Maybe I just thought of her, especially when I'm in this kind of state. Who wouldn't want a mother's warmth when they are sick? Well, maybe there are… me, of course. "Why are you crying?" The voice said worriedly. Am I crying? It can't be... I don't cry. "Are you hu