Your Cold Embrace

"Huhh…. it’s refreshing," I mumbled, taking a sip from my black sipper, as I moved to the backstage after my performance.

My life was running at a calm pace. I'm a carefree moth, to me it didn't matter the color of any beautiful flower nor the fragrance of the fragrant flower. Everything comes in two categories for me either decorative or lifeless. As I myself mastered in everything, whether it’s good looks or good fortune. And only things that made my heart flutter: the camera's flash and the music.

"How was your today's concert, Adam?" Mr. Lee asked as he reached his office, and shifted himself on the couch beside mine.

“You’re two minute fourty five…. seconds late,” I said, checking the watch of my wrist.

“How was your concert?” he repeated with a sigh.

"Why even ask, It was great…," I replied with a forced smile.

"Good, you are still trending on the top charts," he said going through his tablet.

Mr. Rupert Lee, is the CEO of my talent agency, HW entertainment which has been ruling the European entertainment industry since last decade. He is very hard to please, this old man only cares about the reputation of this company and the media reviews as everybody does in today's world.

"You must be so thankful for me....," I replied with a smirk.

"This kiddo, you're still the same," he mumbled.

"Kid...kiddo…..," I repeated with a smirk, "Should I change my agency?" I asked, raising my right brow in an arch.

"Em! Well no need for this," he replied, clearing his throat.

"Here, I've new projects for you, a new sponsor will be spending over 50 million pounds on this," he said while sliding the script by my side from the table which was placed on one corner of it.

"I still don't want to work on another movie, I am working on my new album,” I replied.

"Oh, yeah… I forgot to tell you, your dad called…. He was asking the favour, that I should disown you, so that you can join the company," he said, gazing at me.

"You're threatening me using him…. What to do, it is so weak," I replied without looking at him, still scrolling the screen of my phone pretending to be busy.

"All right, I'll find someone else... and yes I'll not be sponsoring you on this upcoming album," he said, as he stood up to leave.

"Are you really thinking about this…,” I continued.

“Then I should buy this company as soon as I go back to dad.”

"Do it, It'll be helpful to us, still you can’t deny the fact~ the world just started to recognise you finally, your life is now surrounded by fans, isn't it exciting to have such a life, when you earned it... it's even more."

"So," I asked, cutting him off to meet his gaze.

"So..., this world have very weak memory, if you'll not learn to grab the opportunities, people will forget you soon, our country have one of the most competitive society, we are obsessed with new trends, if you'll not learn to maintain your position, who’ll remember you," he said while gazing at me with his affectionate eyes.

"Fine I'll do it... don't be so dramatic, em!" I said, and started to leave after taking my Jacket.

"And I don't want you to be a fool like Leo, because of his last scandal with that model the project slips from his hand, be careful of the media no scandals….no dating rumours, the sponsor is really sensitive to culture," Mr. Lee said, with a cocked head.

"Don't worry, I'll be more cautious. I am not an idiot like him," I replied with a lifted chin while meeting his gaze.

"Ahh! this boy…," he sighed.

"It's good then, we are meeting them tomorrow in the award function party," he said with a winning smile.

"Okay, see you then," I replied.

"And one thing be there on time….. and be polite to them, it's a request," he said.

"I'll try but if I am long gone, they can wait for me at least," I replied.

"Why are you giving me a headache? I am already on my medicines, don't make it more complicated for me," he said, after me whining.

"Okay okay...don't worry, I am not even that much irresponsible you can trust me on this," I replied, with a gentle smile.

"Then be there on time please," he said while narrowing his eyes.

"Okay okay, don't worry I got it, I'll be there on time," I replied., leaving the room. "Seriously, Why does he care so much about these things? I am a star, come on, if I won't be late, then who else…." I murmured to myself as I stepped out of his office.

******

I hit my high-speed car's brake. As soon as I noticed, the path leading to my house was blocked due to a fender-bender.

"I'm not driving myself home to get blocked by these idiots."

"Huh seriously, they can't even handle a car," I murmured while getting out of my car, and slammed the car's door hard after me.

"What's going on here?" I said, approaching the cars.

Two men were standing on the road and yelling on each other's faces.

"It's your mistake, give me your id," one man with an ample torso yelled on the other man with a firm torso, who must be one inch taller than my six feet height.

"If you both don't want to spend your night on the lockup, move your cars now?" I said, as soon as I approached them.

Before we could talk further. I felt a heavy hit on my head. I placed my hands over my head which was already hurting like hell and started to fall down on my knees while losing my consciousness and lay on the ground in a very dim state.

"Good job," the man with ample torso praised the man, who hit me.

I started to lose my sense completely, everything seemed to be blurred and my head was still hurting.

I can barely hear their voices. I pressed my hands more strongly over my head in order to try to bear the pain.

"I think he fainted, do you remember what Mr. Leo ordered? We just have to do that," One of them continued again in a hoarse voice.

"Break his nose," he said. "I'm an actor, you can't do this….," I thought, as I was unable to speak.

"What's the matter," I heard a strange girl's voice.

"Run from here before anybody sees us with him," they murmured to each other and started their cars before she approached them.

"Hey! Where are you going she shouted after them, ah! these jerks," she murmured.

"What happened to you?" she asked, kneeling beside my head.

"You are bleeding, are you okay, can you listen to me?" she asked again while patting her hands over my cheeks.

I couldn't even answer her.

"Let me call the ambulance," she said. I nodded my head slowly, "Doo….n't..." I stammered, while thinking for a moment, "I can't be in today's headline with thugs and a girl and I slowly lost all my Consciousness.

******

"Ah" I mumbled, opening my eyes, as I gained all my senses, soon I realised. I was laying on the bed in a strange small room muffled in a brown blanket.

The room was small but clean, the brown curtains were covering the room's window. As I moved my hand to remove the blanket, I noticed a syringe in my right hand, which was attached to an almost empty bottle of blood hanging on a stand, by my bed's side.

I can still feel the pain on my head. I touched over the backside of my head with my hand while sitting up. It was rough and wavy, the back of my head was covered in a bandage.

"What's all this?" I murmured to myself.

"You’re awake," I overheard that girl’s voice again.

I lifted my gaze to meet her. A girl in her late twenties was standing in the middle of my room's door, looking at me, blinking slowly. She was wearing a red sweater and black jeans, her curves were in beautiful harmony with her face just like sweet and warm music, which enlightens the environment and holds all your senses together with its nodes leaving you with a feeling of serene divinity.

"I think you're alright, let me check you," she said while gazing at me with her raised eyebrows.

She came to me and put her hands over my forehead to check my fever. I must not be in my sense, how could… I think this way about someone.

Her pink lips look like they were crafted by a sculptor for his most beautiful creation of all the time, her black and smooth hairs seem to be playing with her soft cheeks, her cheeks were as delicate as that even the touch of a flower's petal can cause injuries, and their beautiful reddish tinge, seemed to be like, the beautiful ruddy red flowers were scattered on a white icy ground.

“It’s just makeup,” I stated to myself.

She shifted her hands over my face, pushing the edges of my eyes down, to check my pupil. Her brown eyes pouring her lively soul, that any unspeakably beautiful thing in the world could be just lifeless in front of those eyes. I was so lost in her.

"Yes, I was right you're not having any problem, your body temperature seems to be fine, your pulses are good too," She said, and removed her hand from my forehead while meeting my gaze.

"What's this, why am I being like this, gather yourself you fool," I thought to myself.

"Yes... I am fine," I murmured softly avoiding my gaze.

"Did you change my shirt?" I said looking down as I was wearing a loose white, rough shirt.

"Ah, you were bleeding," she replied.

"Really, I thought you'd be different," I mumbled.

"Show me your phone, you must've taken pictures of me," I said, frowning.

"Why'd I?" she said, meeting my gaze directly, with a smirk.

"Give me your phone," I said, snatching it from her hand.

"Look you're going too overboard," She said with a sigh.

"Is that so?" I said unlocking her phone, strangely as it has no password.

"Gallery empty," I mumbled.

"Happy," she continued, snatching her phone back.

"Now please, get out of here I couldn't do your further treatment here.”

"I'm leaving you don't have to, tell me,"

"Treatment, huh….do you think you're a doctor," I asked her while rolling my eyes.

"Do you want to leave silently, or should I.....," she asked while blinking rapidly.

"Or should I what?" I asked, raising my voice.

"Or should I call the police," she said.

"Uh, he's now hiring girls like you," I thought.

"For how long I've been there," I asked while looking over to the only window of the room as it was almost bright outside.

“Whole night,” she replied.

"Turn around I've to change," I said, meeting her gaze.

"Why'd I?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Okay," I mumbled, shifting my hands to remove the t-shirt.

"Really…. how could," she said, turning around.

"Turn around now," I said, after changing, moving close to her ears.

"Eh, you startled me," she said, turning to me when gasping.

"Why, did it make your heart flutter?" I said with a smirk.

"Em! Like I saw a ghost," she said, hitting her shoes hardly over my foot.

"Ahh… you're dead," I screeched," lifting my leg upward.

"Get lost," she said with pressed lips. "Such a thug….," I said, with a sigh leaving.

"Wait a min," she said after me.

"What now?" I asked, grinding my teeth, turning to her.

"Your phone and car’s keys," she said, putting them over my palm.

"Sure," I replied with a pressed lipped smile.

"And one thing if any photos or my accident incident get leaked... you be prepared," I said while meeting her gaze.

"You are definitely something," she murmured. "I'm not joking this time," I said, maintaining her gaze. “Who do you think you're…. Daniel," she said with a smirk, looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"You really don't know huh?" I asked.

"Do I've to?" she asked, curling her lips out.

"No… It's a relief… someone like you is not a fan," I mumbled with a sigh.

As I came out of the house I looked back over to that shabby small house.

"What an arrogant girl…. Doctor, thankgod we don't have doctors like her."

"Let's not see each other again," I said, gazing at that small house's wooden door.