THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 67's. Just Go Home 1's
"The doctor said luckily the bullet turned up to the shoulder, fortunately not injuring the important tissue, you lucky fool, but you still have to rest." He smiled at me. I looked at her smile with mixed feelings.
Knowing someone is willing to give so much to you. Makes your feelings half uncomfortable because you know you can't pay it back. It's wrong because you also feel guilty for putting him in this condition.
"I'm fine ... It's three o'clock in the morning go back to the hotel. There's no point in you waiting for me here." He looked at the clock and came back to me. I shook my head, how can I go he got hurt because of me.
"I can sleep on the side, there's an extra bed if you need something." At least this is what I can do for her. "How do you feel, someone's sick?"
"It hurts, because you've taken the other one." He laughed to himself with his words, then regretted that it seemed to make him feel pain in his chest. I couldn't speak and answer his statement because I didn't know the answer.
"I was just kidding Eliz. Whatever happens, you owe me nothing. Go sleep. It feels immune not to hurt anything because of the drug. You said it yourself turned your arm. It only feels a little if I laugh. " He smiled at me, patting my arm gently. "It's okay to sleep, whatever if you want to be here. I'm sleepy again, the medicine is still telling me to sleep." He closed his eyes, I saw him fall asleep with a calm breath.
He said I don't owe him. Did ya? Because I feel like I owe everything now.
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"Uncle, Aunt I'm really sorry. It's my problem until Andrew gets involved and gets hurt like this."
"I told you it's not your fault." Andrew who had woken up upon Uncle and Aunt's arrival that afternoon immediately denied my words.
"It's wrong to shoot you, you don't have to blame yourself, right Andrew said. Your shooter's been arrested, hasn't he?"
"O Uncle. The police are processing the evidence."
This one I cheated. How to answer it.
"Mom, don't force Eliza, we were friends before."
"You're the one who's wrong, you can't behave properly with Eliza so she's upset." His mother blamed Andrew.
"It's my fault, you're right Mom."
"Eliza, this kid sucks. Next time he'll be better at you. All he thinks about is a job gone wrong, like his dad he sucks being romantic, you gotta forgive him."
"Auntie, I ..."
"I'll talk to your mom. You two shouldn't have to wait anymore."
"Mom, this can't be like this, let me take care of this."
"Let you take care of it, it's not finished until whenever it's like now. You're just friends until you get old." I can't argue because I feel like I just hurt his son.
Andrew scratched his non-itchy head, I just kept quiet not knowing what to say.
They had to return because there was an Uncle schedule that could not be left behind. While Uncle's doctor said Andrew could be treated here. And maybe in 4-5 days he can fly to Montreal on his own.