I woke up a day later.
I looked at my left arm and saw that there was gauze covering it.
Then the door to my room opened.
A guy stepped in.
He had olive skin, grey eyes, and short black hair that was slicked back.
'Please be a dream', I thought inside my head.
I rubbed my eyes and then opened them.
He was still there.
He sat down in a chair next to my bed.
" You feeling okay?", he asked me.
" Yeah why?", I asked him.
" You just had surgery ", he told me.
" SURGERY!", I yelled, as I sat up too fast in the hospital bed.
" Oww!", I yelped regretting moving my body at all.
He got up and made me lay back down.
" Who are you?", I asked him.
" Alex Gooden ", he told me.
I thought about his name for a minute then it hit me:
I WAS IN THE SAME ROOM WITH A MILLIONAIRE!
I stared at him in shock.
He smiled.
" You're Alex Gooden the millionaire?", I asked him.
He nodded. " Yes".
I would have fell out of bed in shock, if he didn't catch me.
" You have to be careful Ms.Green", he said to me, as he put me back on the bed.
I didn't look at him.
I let the silence take over.
Then I saw him frown out of the corner of my eye.
" Your not in pain right?", he asked me.
" No", I said.
" Then what's the matter?", he asked.
" My family must be worried about me", I told him.
He shook his head.
" I went over to your house and told them what happened".
I sighed in relief, because that last thing I needed was seven gangs looking for me.
" When can I go home?", I asked him.
"You're not", he said calmly.
" What do you mean I'm not?", I asked him.
" Your family decided that it would be best if you stayed with me for a while", he replied.