It's hot in here, and this flirty woman keeps kissing my neck, and collarbone, she even unbuttoned my polo, and she removed my belt.
“Stop, it's not a good idea,” I said. She stopped, and she gave me a bewildered look on her face.
“Fix yourself, and could please get out from here? It's hot, and this place was suffocating.” I reached for my belt and put it again. She opened the door without fixing her clothes.
All of a sudden, she's still standing, without saying a word, “Hey, what happened?” I stepped out, and my jaw dropped a bit.
Sheez, I didn't expect this, there's a girl who was sitting in the middle, and she's looking at the flirty woman's clothes.
She scanned my appearance, and she's looking back and forth. This flirty woman should go away from our site.
“Hey, you need to go, hurry up, go away from me, and be gone forever,” I whispered. I don't care if my words hurt her, I just want to sit beside that girl. This flirty woman was running immediately.
I gulped when the woman was already gone. I fix my Polo and hair. Does it rude to sit beside her quickly, right? Or talk to her like I'm in a hurry?
I covered my mouth, just enough air to breathe, so I can smell if I'm having a bad breath, but it seems like my mouth smells like a strawberry.
How about my body smell? I'm hoping that I'm not having a bad odor. I sprayed some alcohol on my neck and collarbone. What am I thinking that time? I just realized that it was gross.
Thank goodness that she didn't kiss my lips because if she did, I will push her in no time. Yuck!
This is it, I smell good, and the smell of a flirty woman disappeared from my body. I made a heavy breath, so my heart will stop beating like hell, what I mean is, my heartbeat will turn into a normal beat.
“H-Hi!, I'm sorry for that kind of moment, we didn't notice that someone is here, I'm sorry,” I explained, but why I'm stuttering?
Just talk normally. Don't be so nervous.
“It's okay, I'm just surprised, but yeah, I don't mind it, don't worry,” she explained. I decided to sit beside her, all I need is some confidence.
I saw some tears from her eyes, maybe, she's having her darkest day, that's why she's here.
Furthermore, I lend my handkerchief, but she refused it.
Not only that, but I should introduce myself to her, so, she can feel comfortable with me.
Likewise, I stated, “I'm Harvey McKenzie, we owned this hospital, nice to meet you!” I smiled at her and waited for her to tell her name.
In my opinion, her name was cute or beautiful? I examined her facial features. She's having a brunette hair color and two beautiful Hazel eyes. She's gorgeous.
“Does something terrible that happen to you? Why are you crying? Why are you here? I mean, you're here, and sitting here alone.” Why am I asking her?
Unfortunately, she doesn't respond to my questions, instead, she stood up, and started to walk away from me.
“I need to go, sorry, maybe, we will meet again someday? My five minutes have been already done, and I need to buy something, see you next time! And by the way, your secret was safe in me.” Secret? She means the moment earlier? Ah! If she knows the real things that were already happened, maybe, she will vomit.
Just kidding, the flirty woman is beautiful, but their beauty had some differences. Her beauty is natural, and unforgettable, while the beauty of a flirty woman is common.
“Hey! What's your name?” I need to know her name, but she doesn't look back in my direction. She's not interested in me. It hurts, no one ignoring me, but now! She's ignoring me!
I sat down because of frustration, “Aishht, why I didn't get her name? How old is she? Where does she live? My chances are gone! Maybe, next time? But, when? How?”
Okay, I need to calm down. Just breath, and relax, self. You don't need to be frustrated. After 20 minutes, or 30 minutes I think, I decided to go down.
The elevator opened, but the people are having a commotion, some of them are shouting, and trembling, but some of them remained quiet while observing the place.
I stepped forward to the crowd, and I saw some people who are in a car accident. There's a truck, and the driver looks like he's fighting for his life.
The victim was lying down on the ground. My eyes widened, and I feel like I want to vomit all the foods that I ate in the morning. The victim's body was half, and its face was already broken like glass.
I think, the victim wants to cross the road, and suddenly the truck came without the break, so the truck moves so fast, and everything has happened.
I saw some policemen, and some rescuers, they are gathering the parts of the victims.
My senses are weak when it comes to that situation. I decided to go to the cafeteria of our hospital. Maybe, I'm going to my Mom's office, I just need to relax, and unwind my horrible thoughts.
Also, my horrible experience with that flirty woman. I don't know if I hurt her through my words, but she can handle herself. I shrugged my shoulder because of my thoughts.
Furthermore, I ordered some apples and grapes. My stomach wants to eat some fruits, so I will give them to myself.
“Hi! Mom! How's your day? How is it going? I mean, nothing, I just want to know the happenings from you,” I mumbled. The people were looking at me. I think, they are thinking that I'm stupid, or pathetic, because I'm talking to myself.
I'm just practicing my acting skills because, for the past few years, my mother was always busy, and she can't play and talk with me, so I built an imaginary friend since I was young, no one talks to me like a normal kid.
What I mean is, they are talking to me when they want to bully some students many years ago. My parents were tired to listen to my rants since I'm a kid.
However, I'm still having a best friend, although normal people can't see him, I just want to be with him. Those are my thoughts when I'm alone, and no one wants to speak to me.
The emergency room sign suddenly blinks, but the guard says that the patient was already inside the Emergency Room.
Although they were worried, I remained silent, and I'm waiting for my fruits. Someone caught my attention.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw her face. I want to know her. It was the girl that I met on the rooftop.