CHAPTER 7

"Like I said, it's nothing. You don't have to worry about it. Where's Shawn?"

"He went out for a walk." She replied.

"Okay." I was almost heading to my room when she stopped me.

"What?" I say.

"This wounds need to be treated and since you insist on doing anything about it, I'm going to do something about it. Stay here. Let me get the first aid kit."

"Elena." I grumbled. She was just so persistent but I wouldn't deny I like the way she cares.

She went inside her room and brought it quick before I think of escaping. She sat me down, treating my wounds. Her hands were close to my lips. It felt weird. We both felt the awkward silence. Her eyes didn't drift away from my lips and my eyes didn't look away from hers either.

I wanted to kiss her lips more than ever but I wasn't sure if she would let me. The silence came to an end immediately the ointment on her hands dropped down on the floor. We both bent down to pick it making out heads swat each other.

"Ow." She mewled.