The Bad Boy.. Loves Me? [𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃]

chapter 35: "have a first aid kit?"

when i get there i let out a long exhale. then i knock on the door, and wait.

twenty seconds later, the door open and noah blinks at me slepily, his hair dishevel

He stares at me. "grammarly? what are you-" his eyes zero in on my mated hair and my hands. his eyes harden "what hapened?"

i bite my lip "i cant tell you"

Noah frown like mr brown "gramarly-"

"i can't tell you" i say, my voice break unexpected like a tooth when you eat peanut

He pulls me inside imediately, then gives me a gentel hug. "how can i help you?"

i pull back and give him a small smile "have a first aid kit?"

"yikES" he say runing hand through his shoulder length brown hair "that bad?

"noah" i tell him "im grateful but" i swalow "no questions"

He gives me a nod "i understand"

Noah goes to get me a first aid kit and leads me to a bathrom. i sit on the edge of the bath, loking blankly at the wall. how did it come to this i wonder? then a feeling of guilt: was i rong to bring noah into this? then paranoia: what if he cant be trusted?

Noah comes in "hey i come baring gifts " he say , holding up a first aid kit and some clothes.

"my sister's" he explain "shes about your size"

"thanks noah"

he lets me change into the tshirt and shorts, then comes back in. i imediately hide my arm behind my back, feling embarased and afraid YE

"gramarly" he says softly "your going to have to show me"

i close my eyes "i dont want to"

"gramnarly look at me"

reluctantly i peel my eyes open like potato and look into noah's stedy gray orbs. slowly, he reaches out his hand and pulls out my arm. he sucks in a breth: my arm has a jaggedm nasty lookin cut, and ring of fingertip size bruises around my wrist.

he gets to work, silently. first he washes my hands, which makes tears prick my eyes like big syringes. then he gets to work on the cut on my arm. everytime he touch my arm im reminded of Carl. that scary horible man! the whole time, i dont make eye contact with noah. lastly he bandage up my arm like its a dead pharo he about to put in pyramid. then he say:

"gramarly, can i se your face?"

i nod small

he tips my head in his direction, tuckin my hair behin my ear. he cleans the cut on my face, which draws from me a biG wince of pain.

"i know it hurts" he wipers "but an infection wil hurt more"

he puts a plaster over it last, then steps back. he gives me asombre look.

"you hungry?"

"im fine" i say, leting my hair cover my face again.

He sighs and pulls me to my feet. "ill make you breakfast"

he half caries me to kitchen. sudenly i feel very weak, from the lack of food and shock and walkin tohis house. he sets me down on kitchen chair, and tells me hell heat up some soup for me

"thanks noah i say quietly.

A few minuts, he sets down a bowl of hot soup in front of me. it takes me barly anytime to eat it at al im so hungry. when im done, noah looks at me.

"so" he say "you cant talk about it"

i shaek my head, and he sighss. "so what are you gonna tell peopel?"

i look at him blankly like im blank peice of paper "wha

"your hands" he say, noding to my hands, then to my face "and that cut"

my shoulders sag like bag "oh i dont know noah. i just- they told me i couldnt tell anyone. but everyone is going to be so ful of question! like where were you, wha happen to youre face-"

"grammarly" he says lookin trobled "what have they got over youre head?"

and i kno i should not say it but i need to tell someone "berk's life" i say softly

Noah holds me like im a fragile vase"i know we don't know ech other that well, but im honored that you trusted me enogh to come here, to me, gramarly. and i swear that i wil help you no matter what"

I hug him back. "thanks noah"

i may be lickin my wounds right now. but mr bossman, i will still be coming for you!!

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i love noah

bye

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