Becky’s pov
“Dy… Dylan… in an accident?” I hear sandy mutter and I rush to her immediately. The phone slips from her grip and I hold her arm to keep her steady. I pick up the phone and press it against my ear.
“Which hospital was he admitted” I ask in a rush. The caller tells me and I dropped the call.
“Sandy!…” I tap her on her cheeks to keep her conscious. Her eyes flutter open.
“Come on Sandy… let’s go quickly” I help her out of the ladies and into the main restaurant.
“Emilia!… come help me” Emilia, leaning against the serving counter quickly rushes over to help me. Customers are staring at us now. We walk out of the restaurant and into the car. I sandy into the backseat while we sit at the front. I ignite the engine and drove out.
“What happened Becky!” Emilia asked in panic.
“She got a call that Dylan was involved in an accident” She gasps and looks back at sandy who was sitting and looking dazed. She squeezes her self between out seats and sit at the backseat with Sandy. I stare at them through the rear view mirror and return my gaze ahead.
“He’s gonna be fine sandy” Emilia coos as she hugs Sandy” I sigh and focus on the road.
“Did the caller say if its serious?” I shook my head.
“He didn’t say anything much, he was in a rush… just told us the name of the hospital”.
“Are we almost there now?” I shook my head.
“Thirty minutes and we would arrive” I bit my lip and slow down.
” Damn! fuckin traffic why does it have to be now!” I hit my palm on the steering and honk. I turn back to look at sandy who was crying already.
“Oh come on sandy stop getting negative thoughts… he’s gonna be fine okay” I say and tap her thighs. She nods and rest her head against the headrest. I focused on the road and kept driving as the traffic moved.
we arrived minutes later at the hospital and we got down. Sandy already regained her composure and we walked into the waiting room together. They sat on the benches while I rushed to the receptionist desk.
“Hi miss” She looked up from her computer and smiled.
“Good evening how may I help you”.
“Umm…. a patient has been rushed here by the name Dylan, could you tell us the ward he’s been admitted in.” She nods and return her gaze to the computer. I tap my finger on the desk as she types.
“Ward 74 second floor” I nod.
“Thanks” I walk back to them.
“He’s been admitted in ward 74” I say and they scrmable up immediately. We took the lift and I press the button for the floor. Sandy looks so sad. I pat her in the arm reassuringly. The door slides open and we step out into the hallway. Jeez!. I hate hospitals. I stared at the door posts with the numbers.
“There it is guys” I point at the door with the number. We rush to the door. I opened the glass doors and its a large ward. They are three bed in there.
“Dylan!” Sandy mutters immediately and walk to one of the bed. We trail behind. Sandy sits on the bed and stare at Dylan unconscious state. He had a bandage wrapped around his arm and his abs. Sandy sniff and touch his face with her thumb. The nauseating smell of drugs and antiseptic is heavy. An iv fluid bag was connected to his hand. His eyes was tightly shut.
Emilia placed a palm on her shoulder. I suddenly felt sick at the stomach. I placed a palm over my mouth and looked around the ward. Sick patients were occupying the beds. There was a door to the wall and I rushed towards it. I hope its the toilet. I opened the door and thankfully it was the toilet. I rush into one of the toilet cubicles and threw up in the washbowl. Fuck!. This place reeks of antiseptics. How does a patient get well here. The nauseating smell alone is enough to make a patient sick. I rinsed my mouth and washed my face and dabbed it with a napkin. I discarded the napkin into the bin and walk out of the toilet.
A doctor was speaking to sandy. I got to them and greeted him. He nods at me and he and sandy walk out of the ward.
“What did he say emmy?” she takes off her eyeglasses and sit on the bed where sandy sat. I drew a chair and sit on it.
“He says Dylan was admitted an hour ago. Two guys rushed him here. They said he had a head collision with another car. The driver of the second car passed a red light” I huff out a surprised breath.
“How could he drive past a red light…. that’s so dumb of him” She shrugged.
“It was a miracle he survived. The driver of the second car has little chance of survival but Dylan…. other than a broken rib and fractured arm… he’s good” I nod as a nurse walks to our bed.
“Sorry ladies but you’d have to excuse us. I’ve got to give him his shots” We nodded and walked out of the ward. We sat on a bench.
“Do you think he’d be good?” Emilia asked in concern.
“Of course he will emmy… don’t you worry.” I bring out a small wrap of chocolates.
“Want some?” She shook her head.
“Now Becky…. I’m convinced if you grow old and toothless you’d still be a chocolate addict…. gross!” I giggle and took a bite.
“jeez so yummy emmy” She swat my hand and laughed.
Emilia’s pov
I and Becky walk out of the hospital and got into Sandy’s car.
“Jeez… its 9pm already” I say and slide into the driving seat.
“I’m driving….” I wink and she roll her eyes. Sandy had refused to leave Dylan all alone and I and Becky decided to come the next morning to check up on her.
“What are we gonna tell that witch Chloe” Becky asked as I drive into the main road. I shrug.
“I don’t know… the old hag dosen’t care if you are dead!” Becky stare at me in surprise. I get it, she’s surprised cos I don’t curse.
“Chill Becky….. not like its a big deal” She giggle and takes the jar of chocolates from the dashboard. I roll my eyes at her and focus on my driving.
I zone out when my mind drift to Mr criminal in my house. He called me pretty, same time he insults me… I’m just so confused.
I pass by a boutique and a thought crossed my mind. I halt the car and Becky stare at me in surprise.
“Becky…. could you give me just five minutes…. I’d be back I promise” I grabbed my clutch.
“What for?” I ignored her and get off the car.
“Emilia!… where the fuck are you going” I slam the door and press my face against the window outside.
“Five minutes” I yell and ran to the other side of the road.
I stare at the large boutique before opening the glass doors and stepping into the warm interior. I suck in my breath and I seemed lost for a moment. What in Christ Jesus am I doing here! I pull off my glasses and squint my eyes This place is so big!… with dresses in showcases and jeweleries good God! The tiles were sparkly and annoyingly i didn’t fit in here with my bell buttoms and baggy shirt. I move uncertainly towards a counter. A guy in casual outfit was behind it. it looked costly too.
“Umm…. hi” I greeted him nervously. He looked up from his computer and smiled professionally.
“Hi miss…. welcome to our boutique how may I help you?” I fidgeted with my glasses.
“Uhh… I was thinking…. is there a section I could get cheap dresses?” The man arched his brows. Phew!. Emilia you’re so dumb!. He gave another smile.
“I’m afraid not ma’am…. it’s one of the best in Boston and its all the dresses are imported ma” I widen my eyes. Who am I kidding. The designs are so costly. Why do i need new dresses anyways, I hold my clutch tighter when I felt a hand on my waist.
“Let me take it up from here simon” I whip my head sideways to see…. Nick.
“Nick!” I mutter in surprise. What is he doing here!. he gave me a warm smile. His hair was oiled back, his eyes were smiling at me too. He was putting on a black shirt and pants. He looked totally different from the shy Nick always in a apron and chef cap…. and strangely cute too. I blink my eyes severally.
“Hey Emily” My name rolled out smoothly from his mouth. And I now liked the way he called me Emily. Focus Emilia! my subconscious screamed.
“Uhhm….. hi Nick. what…. are you doing here?” His smile widened.
“I work here Emily…. what are you doing here?” I bite the inside of my cheeks. He works here!. He must really be a hardworking guy.
“Umm….. I came to…. get some clothes here, but…. I changed my mind” I stutter. He frowns.
“Why?” I itch my hair. How can I tell you that I don’t have enough cash with me!.
“Nothing…. The prices are a bit lower than my budget… that’s why” He nods slowly.
“Oh!… you don’t have to bother about that Emily…. bills on me okay?” I arch my brows. Huh?. He wants to pay!… no way. I’m not that wicked to make him go bankrupt.
“uhhm…. Nick I appreciate the offer thanks” I turned to walk out but he held me by my arm.
“Please…. Emilia” I turn back to look at him in surprise. He is pleading!. His gaze was soft and pleading. The attendant was watching in surprise. I tiptoed and whispered in his ears.
“Nick!…. The prices are too high!… you’re six months salary might not be able to buy a dress” I dropped back on my feet and he chuckled.
“I’m not complaining Emily okay?” He held me in the small of my back and gently walked me too a section of the boutique. Some customers in costly dresses were staring in surprise. I chew my lower lip nervously and smoothen down my hair.
“Nick… ” I start to protest but he took a dress off a hanger.
“How about this?” He smiled and I looked at the price tag. Jesus Christmas!. I shook my head.
“You don’t like it?” He asked with concern.
“No… its beautiful but the price is way too….”
“Hey….” He pressed his finger on my mouth, shutting me up.
“Just… take a chill pill okay… I’m the one doing the buying okay” I bat my lashes and removed his finger from my mouth.
“Okay…. Nick” He smiled again and held the dress up again.
“You would look so good in this.” He dropped it into a customized bag and he continued looking through hangars. He selected another dress. This time it was a green high necked gown. This looked so beautiful… and costly!. I bet if I put it on it would hug my figure.
“You like this too?” I nod, unable to speak. He dropped it into the bag again and continued selecting. Oh no! What am I going to do to make him stop this madness!.
Within five minutes, Two bag of fortunes was in his hand. One with dresses and the other bag with two handbags and three pair of heels. He turned back to me and smiled.
“Do you want more?” I shake my head sideways quickly. No way!. He chuckled.
“You’re damn funny Emily” We walked back to the man behind the counter. I gasp as I remember Becky was outside waiting for me. Good God I hope she dosen’t throw a tantrum!
“Simon…. I’d be back” Nick said to him. He nodded with a smile and we turned to walk out. What!.. He didn’t pay?. How did he do that!. His hand was still at the small of my back till we walked out. He opened the glass door for and I walked out. Why does he always open doors for me… I’m not that feeble!. We step out into the busy street flooded with lights. It was a total different world in there!.
“Emily?” He called. I turn sideway and look up at me.
“Thanks for making my day” I bat my lashes and nod. He’s insane. It’s supposed to be the other way round.
“And…. I was thinking we could grab a late dinner…. please don’t say no” I’ve got to be dreaming. I couldn’t say no, he’s gonna force me into coming.
“I appreciate your offer Nick, but Becky accompanied me and I would hate to let her wait” He arch his brows. I looked across the street and Becky was leaning against the car and looking around.
“There she is” I point to her. He nods and we cross the street together to meet her. She turns to look at us and she widen her eyes in surprise when we got to her.
“Nick!…. what in the freaking hell are you doing here!” She squealed and looked at the bags nick was holding and at me.
“You took her shopping!” She squealed again. No Becky… I took him to a place were he’d go bankrupt.
“No Becky… I actually found her in there” He grinned and glanced at me.
“Becky…. is it okay if you went home alone?…. I and Emily wants to grab a late dinner.” I watch Becky face change into a frown.
“But I’ve been waiting for her in like forever!” She mutter, her tone was angry but she tried to mask it. I chew my lip.
“Yeah I know Becky but please….” He plead with a smile. Becky stared at me, the bags, at Nick, and at me again
“Fine…” She shrugged and teared her gaze away from mine. I bit my lip as she got back into the driver seat and slam the door shut. She ignite the engine and gave me a long look before driving away. I stared at the car and somehow I felt a bit scared. The look she gave me was hard, and it held lots of emotions. Somehow I felt she won’t let this slide easily. And that somehow… things weren’t going to remain the same between us.
A red car drew up in front of us. A man got out of the driver seat and opened the passenger door for us. Nick turned to me
“Come on Emily… let’s go” He held the small of my back again and led me into the waiting car.