Chapter 11 : Under his care

It was the past but at least now i have Millie and Zeke with me, I'm contented with what I have and I won't forget that day, it was just horrible.

I cried silently in my room for hours before the tears eventually stopped. I went to my drawer, taking out a first aid kit that I kept in there to treat myself in times like this.

I bandaged up my legs a little, along with my arms. After I was done I stood up slowly, putting back the first aid into the drawer.

I got myself changed into one of my clean hoodies and some shorts since my legs were hurting. Leaving the blood stained ones in my laundry basket.

I looked at the time, realizing that I was suppose to be going over to Zeke's house. I stood up stumbling from the pain, taking my bag with all my school work, extra clothes and slowly got out of my room.

The house was silent but it didn't bother me, the house was always like this anyways. I limped slowly, making my way down the stairs and out the door.

Once I was out, i decided to stop by at the nearby mart, getting myself some sweets, chocolate and milk for me and Zeke. i also bought some sandwiches for him.

I paid for the things, then slowly made my way to Zeke's house. Once I was at his doorstep, I rang the doorbell. Seconds later, the door opened, Zeke stared at me with wide eyes.

"Clover?"

"Sorry I'm late, something came up and I was busy but I brought snacks for us!" I smiled showing the bag I had in my hand, Zeke let me in with no words said.

I could feel him staring at me from the back, maybe noticing my legs wrapped up in bandages...

"Did something happen?"

"Hmmm? Nothing happened." I took out the milk I bought, going into the kitchen and went to put it into his fridge.

"Then what's with the bandages? Your head is also bleeding..." Zeke asked again, huh my head was bleeding? I touched the left side of my head, hissing. I took a good look at my hands.

Indeed, my head was slightly bleeding, probably from hitting the side table...I looked at him but avoided the eye contact, i need to make up an excuse.

"I was having some dress up playing at home and decided to act like a zombie..." I made a zombie walk action for the excuse which seemed lame enough that no one will believe me.

Like seriously it isn't even halloween and who am I suppose to play with at this age of mine-

"Anyways enough of talking, wanna have a sandwich?" I offered him a sandwich, he walked pass me and went into his room.

"does he really dislike me that much to reject this nice looking sandwich..." I stared at the poor sandwich in my hands, it must hurt to be rejected, I feel you, dear sandwich.

"Even if he doesn't want you, I do~" I grinned, feeling like a idiot who talks to a sandwich...yep that's me.

I sat down on the floor, unwrapping the sandwich and ate it. Zeke came back down and sat on the couch, he tapped on my shoulders making me turn.

"Stay still..." Zeke said, he helped me clean the wound, opening a plaster and plastered it on my head.

"How nice of you, thank you Zeke~" I smiled, taking the second piece of sandwich and placed it into my mouth.

I looked at him with the sandwich still in my mouth. Without any notice, he swiftly leaned in, taking the sandwich from my mouth. I stay frozen, my sandwich got stolen...I stared at him with my cheeks puffed out.

"There's another sandwich on the table but you chose to take mine~" I pouted, he looked away, eating away the sandwich while playing his phone. I don't know whether to say he likes me or dislikes me...

I turned around taking the other sandwich and opened it up. I took one piece and handed the other piece to Zeke.

"Here, take it." Instead, he went for the one in my mouth. This guy...I took the other piece and ate it since he preferred taking the one in my mouth than the one I held out to him.

I turned back, facing the front. There was nothing much to do so I took out some of my assessment books and started doing my homework that I didn't manage to do when I was at that hell hole.

"Oh right umm...I know this is sudden but may I stay over at your house for some days? If that's fine with you..." I spoke out, there was a moment of silence which made me think that Zeke probably didn't like that thought like who am i kidding here...

"nevermi-"

"sure...I don't mind." He replied back, I stopped all my work and turned around, looking at him with gleaming eyes.

"Really?! thank you so much- ah!" I yelped slightly from the pain on my arms that I pressed against the floor.

Zeke continued looking at his phone, I turned around, caressing my arms before continueing with my work. I didn't want him to know what was under the bandages neither did I want to explain the situation either.

I opened up a strawberry flavoured lollipop and put it into my mouth to calm my sweet mouth down.

♡ some hours later ♡

Zeke stood up from the couch and was about to walk up the stairs.

"Where you going?"

"My room..." he continued his way up to his room after that, is he a boy with short answers.

I stood up, taking the plant to the kitchen and watered the plant in the right basin. I left the plant there after watering it.

"Well a goodnight to you little plant~ hope you'll grow tall and healthy." I spoke to the plant, throwing away the lollipop stick and the sandwich wrapper from before. Turning off the lights and headed up into the guest room to rest.

I layed on the guest bed, staring at the ceiling, I somehow can't get to sleep, instead my eyes were wide awake. I walked to the window in the room, sitting down on the edge of it.

I stared out into the dark sky with stars that lit up the sky little by little. I rested my head against the window, staring down at my arms, remembering that I almost did it again.

"ah..." I noticed that the bandages on my arms were stained red, perhaps the small wounds opened when I was in the living room earlier. I frowned remembering what had happened at my house.

"Well whatever, at least I'm safe here..." I sighed as I quietly got out of the room and headed down to find a first aid kit.

I didn't know where Zeke would keep his first aid kit at since I never aided myself at his house before. I looked through the drawers but it wasn't in any of them.

"where could it be at..." I went to check the kitchen cabinets to see if Zeke had kept them there. I opened the last cabinet above the stoves.

"great..." I stared at the first aid kit, out of all places to be placed at, it was high up in the top shelf of the cabinet. I stretched out my hand to grab it but my fingers barely could touch the kit.

I tried again but this time another hand emerged out from behind me, grabbing the it. I turned around, being met with a tall figure, I looked up and of course it would be Zeke.

"What are you doing this late at night here, snooping around with the lights off?"

"Umm...I just wanted the first aid kit?" I looked down at my feet, hiding my arms behind my back. I just wanted to take the kit and go back up into the guest room in peace, not wanting to cause any trouble yet he just has to come.

"What would you need the kit for?"

"Just hand it to me.."

"Not until you tell me what do you need it for." Zeke raised the aid kit, up high into the air, preventing me from taking it. Dang, why did he have to be this tall...

"Hey just give it!" I raised out my hand, trying to grab the kit from him but he wasn't letting me. He grabbed my arm suddenly, making me hiss in pain.

I glared at Zeke, he looked at me with a expression, that I can't describe. He gently pulled me to the living room, turning on the lights on the way, making me sit down on the couch and took out new bandages.

"What are you doing." He didn't say a word and gently rolling my hoodie sleeves up, then taking out the red stained bandages from my arms off. He saw the wounds but didn't ask much.

I never knew Zeke had a gentle side of him since to me, his always not much of a talkative person and always giving me the cold stares or ignoring me. After he was done bandaging my arms, I raised up my hands and patted him on the head.

"what are you doing..."

"your hair is soft~ and I also wanted to say thank you..." I smiled, still patting him. His hair was soft like cotton candy, just that it isn't his personality that's sweet and soft like.

"Well you should get to bed now, I'll keep the first aid kit in the guest room." I took the aid kit from Zeke and stood up.

"I'll get to bed first, goodnight and sleep well~" I went back up to the guest room and shut the door.