He Wasn't Himself Again

Bella bowed before she turned and went downstairs to get what they ordered.

On the way downstairs Bella got a call that Amanda got into an accident on her way back from her appointment.

Without wasting even a second Bella rushed to Mr Patrick's office to get his permission to leave.

Although Mr Patrick was reluctant to let her go since most of the wealthy men who frequent the club adore Bella, he had no choice but to agree when Bella threatened to quit her job.

After getting Mr Patrick's permission, she left immediately for the hospital.

In the VIP room, Ethan was eagerly staring at the entrance waiting for the beautiful lady to return. He planned on making his move on her after she returned with their orders.

His face lit up when the door opened but his mood changed drastically when he saw that it wasn't Bella but someone else who came to serve their orders.

"Why are you the one bringing the snacks? Where is the other lady who was attending to us before?" He asks the waiter angrily. The waiter trembled to hear his angry voice.

"I am sorry sir, but Bella had to leave because she received an urgent call,'' he answered with fear.

"You can leave now" Ethan ordered, still sounding very upset.

So her name is Bella?

Ethan thought not aware of how his friends were staring at him like some stranger.

"What is wrong with you today? You are not behaving like the Ethan I know. I hope everything is okay?" Mark commented. He has been noticing how strangely Ethan has been acting since the previous waitress entered the room.

He has even caught him stealing secret glances at the lady who paid no attention to them.

"I guess I overreacted because of stress but I am fine now. Let's go on drinking," Ethan said with a game smile. Even after they continued drinking he didn't seem to be in the mood to do anything. He didn't only lose interest in the drinks but also in the ladies he adored before the encounter with the waitress.

He didn't let them touch him flirtatiously afterwards.

...

In the city hospital, Bella arrived on the first floor breathing heavily. Her panting and sweats were evident that she ran to the hospital.

"Please which room is Amanda Johnson admitted in?" She asks the nurse at the front desk amid her heavy breathing.

"Who are you to the patient?" the Nurse asked in a firm tone her gaze focused on the lady before her.

"I am her friend," she answered in a hurried tone. She let her eyes wander around the hospital.

She could see people rushed to the hospital with the rolling bed. While some were rushed to the hospital others were leaving with their family members at their side.

"She is admitted in room 210" she replied. The nurse had a lot of people to attend to. She didn't have the time to question her further.

Bella thanked the nurse for her help and she hurried in the direction she pointed to her.

With the assistance of another nurse, Bella didn't have trouble finding the room she was searching for.

Inside the room, her best friend lay down on the bed with bandages wrapped around her forehead.

Seeing her best friend who detests getting a scar on her body with an injured head, her heart hurt badly.

Bella walked past the other beds and went to sit in the chair beside her bed. Bella examined her unconscious best friend lying on the hospital bed. She lifts Amanda's left hand and places it in her palms. She caressed Amanda's hands affectionately.

"I wonder who is the jerk who did this to you," Bella said emotionally.

While waiting for Amanda to wake up she also waited for the injured lady's parents to arrive. She had already called her parents to inform them about what happened to their beloved daughter.

Some minutes later, Amanda's parents arrived. Judging from their expression she could see that they hurried there just like she did.

The first thing Amanda's parents did was to examine the lady who hadn't woken up yet.

They turned to face her afterwards. "What happened to her, Bella?" Mrs Johnson turned to me.

"I don't know what exactly happened. The hospital was the one who called to inform me about her accident. We will just have to hear from her when she wakes up," Bella, who was as curious as her parents to know what happened to her best friend, suggested in a calm tone.

"Thank you my dear for informing us about what happened to her, "Mr Johnson said, a man wearing black suits who looks like he is in his late forties said out of gratitude.

"No problem, it was the least I could do," Bella replied. She stood up and offered Mrs Johnson the chair she sat on.

Meanwhile, in Ethan's vast mansion, his two friends sitting on the couch opposite him had an angry expression. They seemed to be very pissed with someone and judging from the way they were staring at Ethan it was obvious they were angry at their best friend.

"What is going on Ethan?" Mark asked with a mixture of worry and anger. He sounded more angry than worried with the way he was talking.

"In the club, you refuse to bring home any of the ladies like you always do. Apart from this, you acted so strangely back there. We even had to leave the club earlier than we normally do," Benjamin expressed his concern.

"If something is bothering you, you can tell us. We are your friends and we will do our best to help you," Mark said, not sounding as angry as Benjamin.

Ethan hesitates, not knowing whether or not he should disclose what is wrong with him.

He has always boasted that he is the number one playboy in the city so how could he bring himself to tell them that a woman was responsible for his sudden change.