Forbidden

Chapter 1♚

Luka P.O.V

    The guy walked by into the room and sat by the bed with the tray which never fails to make me cringe. Pills pills pills ー who knows what kind of pills he had been feeding me?

    The pills had always been keeping me suspicious by its looks.

    It looked like it could harm my body anytime,but hey I shouldn't be complaining. It helps to soothe the headache.

    I continued pretending to be asleep ignoring the fact it's 'medicine time'. 

    He placed them on the desk next to my bed and ran his hand over my maroon hair. I know he was watching me, looking every inch of my face.  I shifted my face to the other side, feeling rather uncomfortable.

    I heard him sighing but I continued to pretend to be asleep.

    Please leave the room!
   
    After an hour passed, I heard footsteps walking away and the door shut.

    Phew!..He finally left.

    I sighed in relief as I stared at the old green ceiling, watching the fan moving. My head still ached from the wound and I still had absolutely no idea why the doctor allowed him to take me home, eventhough he is only just a stranger. A stranger whom I have never saw before in my entire life.

      Where were my parents?

Later on,
 
     I woke up to the sound of the crickets and birds. I didn't thought I would go back to sleep.The familar throbs continued but I ignored it as my eyes scanned around for the guy.

     I let out a sigh, feeling relieved and sat on the bed rubbing my right eye.

   "Good afternoon." the voice greeted me, making my heart jumped and I looked at the owner of the voice then grunted.

     Apparently he was in the room since just now. 

     Stupid me. How could I not noticed?!

    "How are you feeling?" he spoke again, still looking at me.

    Does it also meant that he saw me sleep? Freaking stalker! Wait, but this is his house..

     I didn't reply him and remained quiet as the silence followed and he nodded to himself and handed me a glass of water together with two of tablets.

     I stared at the pills in disgust. The bitter and peculiar taste was still fresh on my mind. If only I could escape this!

    I chugged down pills with the water as I fisted and at the same time cringing at the taste. His hand held mine with an assuring smile.

    I pulled my hand away, as I heard another sigh coming out of his mouth. It was none of my business if he was upset or so.

   I then laid back down and shifted my body to the other side of the bed and closed my eyes. I was hoping he would stood up and walked out of the room but he didn't. I heard a muffled in between his voice. I cuddled the pillow shutting my eyes tight.

     Right after he closed the door after like a decade ago, I stood up sighing with doubt and puzzling mind, still. I then looked up to the time on the wall.

    Heh, almost time for him to go.

Kenji P.O.V

     I left the room then changed into my uniform attire before going to the kitchen to make myself a hot cup of black coffee.

      As I stirred the black coffee with a fine metal spoon, my mind lingered thinking about Luka. She was still the same and disliked my presence. I don't know what else to do.

     She hasn't spoken a single word in  two weeks now. She also didn't showed any sign of interest to interact. I guess I'll just have to keep encouraging her to speak. Maybe she might be able to slowly recall her memories back.
   
     I placed the cup on the table in the living room as soon I got out of the kitchen, then leaning against the shabby old couch.My suitcase already set on the table beside the cup. Filled with my work plans and designs. It was almost time to go.

     Hmm..I wonder what she does when I'm not at home.

     To think that she went to watch the television, it was always off and the remote remained at its right position. She also wouldn't be lurking in my room because it was as how it was when I returned home from work.

     Perhaps, she never even left her room, except to the bathroom or to eat ー rarely have I ever seen her going anywhere in this house except her room.

     Well, it is all up to her. She needs time for herself to suit herself I suppose. If I told her what happened, it might be hard on her.

Weeks ago,
  
     I received an email from the police department regarding a death occurance. At first I was shocked, thinking it might be Mom who lives far and but it was regarding Dad with his other family who met into an accident.

     I hated the fact that Dad had an affair and married another woman without Mom's consent. He even left us both for his new family. I guess it is karma.

     I shook my head then looked over my watch. I felt the slight nervousness and yet curiosity to see the person whom survived, his youngest daughter.

     I have just arrived the Rosemary Hospital few minutes ago. I didn't tell Mom as I know she would be unhappy about me visiting Dad's other child.

    "Are you her boyfriend?" the nurse asked when she approached me who was sitting outside of ward 54.

    "Um..I'm her brother. How is she?" I asked trying to sound casual as possible.

     "She's in a stable condition now. You may enter the ward now if you wish to see her. Bed number 4." the nurse responded then walked away.

      I stood up from the seat and slowly walked into the ward, burning with curiosity.

    When I entered, my heart was thumping violently as my eyes searched for the bed number..1..then to 2 and continued walking till I saw the bed number 4.

     The girl was laying on the bed with her eyes shut. She had oxygen mask on and her hands were slightly bruised and a leg of hers was bandaged.

    I observed her silently before sitting at the seat beside the bed, then looking at her name written bold, next to the bed.