I wake up at the hospital.
I see Chris outside the hospital bedroom, he is talking to someone on his phone. He looks worried walking back and forth.
I just look at him and smile.
As soon as Chris has noticed that I am awake, he ends whatever call he's on and walks into the room.
"Hey coconuts" he says sitting down on a chair next to my bed "how are you feeling ?" He asks
Ewww he's being all soft and caring.
"Fine, I don't feel much" I answer
"Yeah that probably because you are hooked up on very high pain meds" Chris says.
He says as we both share a laugh.
"Y/n tell me what happened back there" Chris asks being more serious
"I don't know" I tell him "one minute I'm talking to you and the next, well you know...." I say. Now that I think about it I just realised what happened. I didn't think of it much while it was happening but now that is over... shit I could of almost died.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you" Chris says
"It's not your fault" I let him know.
Chris looks at me in silence. He has a look on his face, it's like he's blaming him self for what happened to me. "The hospital contacted the police, they are gonna go look for the men, they might also come here to ask you a few questions. If your not comfortable talking about you don't have to" Chris says. "And try not to move to much you have 9 stitches on your stomach" "oh and if you feel any swelling around the stitches let me know right away because of the dirty knife you could get and infection" "oh and-"
"Chris ! Can we not talk about this right now"
"Yeah sorry" he says
"For what ?" I ask annoyed. If he's really gonna blame himself for this gonna get real pissed at him.
"For not being there, there were so many ways to stop this from happening but I didn't do anything" yep he's blaming himself.
I just start laughing.
"Is this funny ?" He asks
"Yeah a little" I admit as I try holding in my laughter "there is nothing anyone could do to stop this from happening, you saved me if it weren't for you I would of probably bleed out" I tell him "and died" I add in "but I'm still hear alive thanks to you, so... did you see there faces when you pulled up on you bike" I ask
"Yeah they were scared" Chris says as a small smile forms on his face "just so you know I didn't call your family I didn't if you wanted them here or not- I can sure call them right now-"
"No ! I'm good. I'm happy you didn't call them" I say to Chris "it's more fun when it's just the two of us" I give Chris a joking wink
"Really gonna flirt with me at the hospital ?"
"Yep" I look at Chris and he looks very tired "you don't have to stay" I tell him
"Your funny" Chris says
"What ? You can go"
"I'm fine here" Chris says getting comfortable in his chair
After a few seconds two cops walk in to the room.
"Hello Y/n we'd like to ask you a few questions" on of them speaks "mr. Evans you can stay if you want" they says to Chris
Mr. Evans nahh that sound to serious
"Do you want me to go or-"
"Stay! Please stay" I say
Chris sits back down on the chair. He takes my hand gives it a kiss then sandwiches my hand in between both of his.
Cops ask me questions and I answers and explain everything.
The cops told me those two man have been living on the street for some time now, they always get put to jail for something but get bailed out every time but they have never stabbed anyone, this is the first.
"The cops will be looking for them,
But I assure you that you are not in any danger" the cop tells me
"Are you sure?" Chris asks
"Yes" he nods
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"Are you sure you can walk up to your apartment ?" Chris asks me for the third time as we both are outside my apartment on Chris bike.
I know not the best choice to be on more motorcycle when you have gotten stabbed with a knife but are only option.
"Fore the third time YES" I tel him
Chris sight
I get of the bike and take a step
Ouch ouch ouch
Im just gonna keep walking, he doesn't know it hurts. Plus I have a big ego and I'm not in the mood to be proven wrong right now.
I take another step. Ouch.
"Everything okay ?" Chris asks with a smirk knowing well that he's right.
"Yep" I take another small step. All of a sudden I feel big arms pick me up "what are you doing Chris-"
"Yes I know you can walk on you own. Just let me carry you" Chris starts walking up some stairs that lead to my apartment. "Keys" he asks for them
"I'll give them to you if you let me down" I argue
Chris grabs the keys out of my hand and opens my apartment while still carrying me in his arms. "Chris we are in my apartment you can put me down now" I say but no he doesn't listen. He walks with me all the way over to me bedroom and gently puts me down on my bed.
"You need to rest, no sudden movement you could rip your stitches. Understand?" Chris says in a very strict way
"Yes sir, anything else ?" I ask annoyed
"Nope" Chris says.
He starts walking out my room. Where is he going? Is he gonna leave me here alone ?
"Chris we here are you going ?" I ask in à sad voice
"Someone got to cook us some lunch" he walks out my room and the kitchen.
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