Unuuu

Bobby's pov

My eyes widened on hearing her statement, did she really mean it? My body was stiff as I stared at her in surprise, not minding the killer look Draven was given me. I never intended to say that, I even cursed myself silently immediately the word slipped out of my slippery mouth, and I never expected to accept my offer. I find it difficult not to act surprised and maintain the blank look my eyes used to hold. I don't think the breeze has ever been this good because the seconds that followed immediately she muttered the word seemed slower than ever. A feeling of happiness creeps inside of me, I'm having this feeling in which I can think of a perfect word to clarify and point out what I am feeling now. She doesn't dislike you as you think, my subconscious mind screamed in my head. She quickly darted back her eyes to the tan tile, breaking our gaze. I noticed something flickered inside her eyes but before I could comprehend the expression, she looked down, sad, right? I cough silently, trying to dislodge the lump that was starting to form down my throat, due to the sudden silence. 

I raised my head, only to be met with the anguished gaze from Draven, the expression your eyes hold when your body is in excruciating pain. Angry because of this?  This silence is making everything Tedious, with no one talking. I brushed off my hand through my dark hair, trying not to glance at Melissa, which I ended up giving a fleeting look.

"Just wait for me here, I will go get my car" I finally responded, it is very glaring that I only directed my words to Melanie, I watched as she pushed the car door opened and helped Melissa to sit on the Brown leather car seat, only her nog us visible in the outside. I inhaled deeply, not giving the manly figure standing opposite me a second look, I instantly started striding to the garage, to pick my car, of course, this night is longer than what I can think of, maybe tonight is my longest night, ever.

After walking for a few seconds, I saw what I was looking for, my Volvo glistening under the bright light. I bowed down my head a little as I passed by the security man who was sitting on a red chair, close to the parking garage. I can feel the frisson of exhilaration creeping over me, but it's just a pity that being good here now will be seen as a kind of Sympathy I developed towards her because of her dying father. I'm about to open the car. After pressing the unlock key, Immediately the thought appeared in my mind, I found myself tugging out my hand slowly from the handle. The excitement I was feeling about some seconds ago faded away at the speed of light. I thumped my hand to my head in frustration, frustrated. I should have not been like this towards her from the beginning. "I fuck up big time, man!" I screamed, but not that loud, anyway.

After calming down, I gently pushed the door open, before jumping to the driver's seat, the engine buzzed into life, I looked through the windshield, eyes fixed on the hospital mini road. With this, I drive out of the garage.

After a few seconds, I parked my car beside the Draven yellow Benz that was sitting in the middle of the Hospital entrance. He was not in sight, which I assumed he must be sitting inside of the car by now. 

"Melissa, he is here,"  Melanie's voice stopped my train of thought, I glared at the two. Melanie was holding her hand, but she was looking down instead. I opened the car door for her, and she whispered Thank you, silently. Maybe that's not what she said, apparently, her voice does not qualify to be addressed as a whisper, lower than that. 

I waved at Melanie after closing the door and she made a sign which I didn't clearly understand, but I kept mute, pretending like I knew what she was passing across. All this while Draven doesn't even show his face, anyway, I care less about his reaction right now. 

After waving at Melanie, I watched as she also entered Draven's car,  and I also turned around to the driver seat. Melissa's face was buried in her palm when I open the car door, I watched her in awe, thinking about what she might be thinking right now, I don't know how many seconds had passed with me looking at her, not until a flashy yellow car passed by before I came back to reality. 

I cleared my throat, trying to attract her attention, but got no reply. I buckled my seat belt, and then I inserted the car key. 

"Can you please buckle your seat belt before we reach the highway?" I asked without looking at her, as I drove out of the hospital premises. 

I watched from the corner of my eyes as she raised her still beautiful face eventually, I smiled. She reached for the seat belt and adjusted it.

" Should I help you with that?" I asked when I noticed she was somehow lost or not having an idea about what she was doing.

"No need," Her gloomy voice made me glance at her side, her face was damp, like damp with tears. She has been crying all along, silently. I concentrated back on the hold, wondering about where to start from, I.meant consoling her.

Hmmm ``'' I'm very sorry about your Father," I muttered, sincerely.

"Melanie told you everything?" Her voice sounded like I just woke her voice back.

"She told me, but not everything" I pointed out.

"Really?"

"Yes," we stayed silent for a few seconds, looking towards the road ahead of us.

"Thank you" her voice came again, but this time I was surprised by her words. Thank you? I don't think I did anything to deserve that from her or did I?

"About..wh...at?" I stuttered, giving her a fleeting look. 

"Draven told me you drove my dad to the hospital when the Ambulance did not arrive on time" my heart skipped a beat immediately she finished, that bastard, I cursed under my breath, did I ask him to say anything? When I actually lied about that.

"I didn't...actu...ally"

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