Chapter 11

Yeah yeah, I know. Sharing a bed with a stranger is wrong. He might even try to kill me for all I know.

But hear me out: so after I had a good look at him when he came back to carry me to the bedroom again, I realized that this guy was a hunk. And that can come as an advantage if someone had to come and snatch me away.

So bottom line. He is extremely hot.

Yeah, as I said. I know.

I might probably die, but at least a lovely beast like him will be the last thing I will remember.

The black shirt and shorts he gave me earlier on fit me perfectly. I am planning on keeping them because I do not have such nice shorts.

He can keep the shirt though, but this is a steal one get one free kind of deal. So the shirt is mine.

Enough about stealing, he could probably suspect my savage plan.

He is laying next to you.

Why can I not fall asleep already? He is probably snoozing off by now, leaving me here to think about him. How rude.

And can you imagine, I still do not know his name.

I feel like this is karma. Yes, that is exactly what it is. Remember when I did not tell David my name in the elevator? Yep... payback from the universe.

The misery does not end. Well it did end because of those pain killers I drank an hour ago. They helped a lot too but I did not tell him that.

"You seem restless." He whispered suddenly. His voice was covered in sleep, confirming my theory about him sleeping.

I did not dear respond though, he could not see my face because I was facing the other direction from him.

"I know that you're awake." He continued, but I still did not respond and this made him sigh. "I can sleep on the chair if this makes you feel uncomfortable." He said trying to move out.

"No. It's okay, I suggested this anyway." I said. Even though I wanted to turn around so I can look at him, I can't due to my ankle. It would cause me more damage if I put pressure on it.

"Okay. If you say so." He said making himself comfortable again. All I could hear was the shuffling of his sheets.

"I still don't know your name." I said, my mind doesn't seem like it's going to 'shut up' anytime soon.

"I don't know yours too." He said sounding smug.

"It's Jennifer."

"I'm not really sure about that, am I?" He asked.

What does he mean by that?

"What?" I asked. This conversation could go a lot better if I could actually see his face.

"I think the name is not for you that's all I'm saying." He responded.

"Then what's the name for me?" I asked rolling my eyes. He can't see me of cause but whatever.

"I don't know. But I think I will be finding out soon." He said. Then I hear more shuffling.

"Will you tell me your name then?" I asked. I do not know how many times I have asked but I assure you this is the last time.

"It's Jayden." He said.

"Jayden." I whispered, testing out his name.

"Yep. Jayden Clarke." He said.

"Nice name." I said, it really is a nice name though.

"Thanks." He responded.

"That was not a compliment by the way." I said.

"Ouch, from the moment I saw you I knew you were a heartbreaker." I chuckled at his words.

Mister Shut up is talking now. How amazing.

I wonder what changed, maybe he is just trying to make me feel comfortable around him due to the situation I have managed to put us through.

I am too nosy for my own good. Damn, I can not even go to the party tomorrow because of my leg. My hand will heal faster though. I just hope that I will be able to walk properly tomorrow without looking like a lost penguin.

Wait... tommorow is Friday. I guess I will not be attending after all, to think I have a cute outfit and all. It ain't far is it.

But I put this apron myself so I have to suck it up and deal with it.

I will let Kate know first thing in the morning when I get home.

"What's going on in that brain of yours?" Jayden asked.

"I can not go to the party tomorrow. I do not know where it is, Kate invited me to it." I answered.

"Oh. It's David's party, that means it is taking place here. I hate his parties and he does them every month." He said annoyed.

"Why? What's wrong with them?" I asked jokingly.

"Something always manages to get stolen, broken or lost. Last month it was the TV. I will only hope that it is nothing major this time." He said with a yawn.

"And your parents are cool with all this?" I asked, I'm just a curious cat today.

"His parents stay 3 streets away from here and mine live in another town." He said.

This much mean that this is his place. I will not be surprised considering that he looks like his done with high school.

I wish I had my own place too buy that is too risky.

I hear more shuffling from him and then I don't feel his presence behind me. I wait for him to make another sound, but instead I feel his hands picking me up and placing me were he was previously laying.

"Was this necessary?" I asked in shock.

"Yeah it was. I was getting tired of staring at your hair while talking. It is kind of creepy if you ask me."

This guy is unbelievable. Honestly, is he high right now or what.

"You are awfully chatty." I said quietly.

"I'm always chatty." He responded.

"If I remember correctly, you are the same guy who carried me in here saying shut up all the time. Or am I mistaken?"

"You are mistaken." He said laying were I was previously laying and this time we were facing each other with a comfortable distance between us.

An I getting worse? I thought this was getting better.

I just accused someone for something they did not do.

"Oh. Sorry." I said and a slight wave of tears covered my eyes.

Jayden looked at my facial expression with soft eyes, trying to understand my words. "Why are you apologizing?" He asked softly.

"I... well. It was not you was it. Well I thought it was. I'm sorry for saying that it was..."

"Hey... calm down. It was me okay. I don't understand. Don't you remember?" He asked.

Well I do remember. I thought I did at least. I do not know anymore.

"Sorry for confusing you." He continued on.

You must be... it is hard keeping up with all these events going on.

And I hope everyday that I am good to be okay. I just have to keep on reminding myself that every single day. Or else that will mean I have lost all hopes of being okay.

"It's fine. "I said looking straight into his eyes, and after he caught mine his own softened.

I want to believe my words. Who will if I don't right.

Everything will be just fine in the early. I just need to trust the process with everything I got. I will be fine.

I close my eyes slowly and after some time I feel myself drifting off to sleep.

"Sweet dreams."

And that was the last thing I heard before I fell into unconsciousness.