"Ugh...." The man groaned due to the his throbbing head. Along with his deep growl, he felt pressure on his wound which added to the bearable pain his body felt.
"What? What? Where does it hurt?" Panicking, peace scanned him as she instinctively raised both her hands, afraid that if she touched him, her clumsy hands might touch his sensitive areas. The man weakly let out a series of low Lamentation as his palm slowly held his head. He could see that there was a person in front of him but his vision was still a blur. His eyelids fluttered sta feeble pace and slowly, Peace's face got more well defined with every blink of his eyes. And soon , he could clearly see her inquisitive countenance. "Browny...?" Peace carefully called out, staring straight to his pair of tertiary colored eyes , russet . She could see her reflection by the clear hooded orbs that have a mixture of brown tinged with a reddish-orange hue. She had a glimpse of them last night but, upon closer look, the depth and solitude of autumn flustered across them. "Browny?", He asked, knitting his brows. His voice was hoarse and he felt a scratch on his throat with that single word he uttered. Just then, favour returned with a group of medical staff behind her. "Peace?", She called her friend which caught Peace's attention, and peace just nodded her head as she stepped to the side and let the doctor examine him. "Seriously, browny?" As favour snuck beside her, she asked in dismay. How could peace give such a ridiculously nickname to a person she doesn't even know? Does she think that she could name him so easily like he was some kind of pet?. "What? What should I have written in his form? David? Charlie? Or even Jackie chan?. I don't know his name". Feigning innocence peace whispered back with a shrug. "Also, life is never flawless and fair. If he has a good looks, his name must be something far from what he looks like, okay?". She reasoned out, which in her opinion made a little Sense. After all, peace was considered a beauty. However, her name doesn't have anything of beauty attached to it. It wasn't that she hated her name but, if she had to be the one to name herself, she would unhesitatingly choose Empress or beauty. "Oh , poor guy", favour could only shake her head as she pitied the man whose name they didn't know. Whatever his name was, browny would be forever engraved to her head. They watched the doctor examined the Man and soon, they were finally finished as the doctor turned to Peace's direction and smiled. "Mr. Brown's condition is doing well and if he continued to rest, he will eventually recover". "That's a relief. So he is not in any harm anymore, right?". Peace heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing the doctor's note. When she saw him nod, peace stride to the man's side only said one word since he woke up. "Hey, did you hear that?". She asked the man as she stopped at his bed side, the man slowly gazed up to see the bright smile on her lips. "Who are you....?" Yet , instead of answering her, he inquired. "What?" Hearing such question from him, peace slightly widened her eyes as she blinked many times. Without responding to him, peace turned to the doctor. " Doctor, he doesn't remember me, is it possible that he had amnesia?". She asked to be sure of what she was dealing with now. Just like her expression, the doctor furrowed his brows. The man had inflicted a minor concussion but, not to the extent that he would have a memory loss. However, before the doctor could take action and proceed with extra examination, the patient looked at peace side profile again. And opened his mouth, "No, I don't have amnesia but, I really don't know you." His tone, though still hoarse, only a tingle was felt on his throat. "Oh......" Nodding her head in understanding, peace awkwardly chuckled as she glanced at the confused doctor before slowly turning her gaze to the man and glared daggers at him. "Ha ha ha, I think they were having a misunderstanding", as if on the cue, favour awkwardly, and loudly laughed as she approached the doctor and his assistant nurse. " You know, they were ex-lovers and their relationship ended in a bad term", she added through a whisper. Fortunately, these medical professional bought her lies as they nodded in understanding. "Alright, I'll make my rounds later and check on Mr. Brown's health again". The doctor courtly informed. Since peace was threatening the unfazed, deity looking guy by her gaze, favour volunteered to send the doctor and nurses off. "Waw, how can you be so honest? You almost got me in trouble". Peace said at of anger. Luckily, favour was quick-witted and acted accordingly. Or else, she would have been in trouble for giving out false information. After all, peace wrote his name as. " Browny brown" and all information she wrote were what she had guessed. Well, she could have jotted down a manly name but, recalling how embarrassed she was last night because of him, peace was pretty and did an harmless revenge. Now, that what she called quits. Indeed, peace has always been like that. Do something bad to her , she would return it equally. Do her good and she would double the kindness. "And my name is not Browny". As if not hearing her, the man resumed to speak his collected train of thoughts. "Whatever Browny". Peace snorted and then she plopped down on the edge of the bed. Both her palm rested on the bed, as she tossed her head to the side and cast him a full look. "Any idea how you ended up here and not in the heavens call funeral home? Yeah, the woman you held hostage last night is me." Upon hearing the name of the funeral home. The man remembered that he had a glimpsed of that funeral parlor last night. He scrutinized Peace's ' I really don't care about you' expression. Since Peace's car was dark, and he was just fighting to keep his consciousness intact, he couldn't remember the woman's face last night. However, the more he listened to her voice, the more it sounded familiar. "I see..... I am sorry about last night". The man nodded in acknowledgement and his tone was as stiff as a bamboo. "Sorry? Huh", arching her brows, peace was quite surprised that he seemed to be the type of person that was easy to talk with. Regardless, she wasn't that easy to appease. Slowly, peace leaned closer to him, her eyes fluttered and narrowed with allure. Her hand that was on the bed raised using her forefinger, she slightly lifted his chin and coquettishly dawdled. "Mister, I don't accept words as a payment. Say , how will you repay the damages you had caused me?".Episode 5Her alluring lashes fluttered conquettishly along with the curl of her lips . With their short distance, he got a whiff of her subtle and yet delectable scents of vanilla. "I can pay you", he said, drawing his throbbing head back, away from the tips of her fingers on his chin. "Really?" Retracting her fingers. Peace tilted her head to the side. "From the consumption of feul, the interior upholstery of my car, car wash fee, laundry of my damaged clothes and labor, you will pay for all of them right?", Peace arched her right brow as her gaze was glued on his undeniable great facial features. "Yes, including the medical bills", sounding as if he was just in the middle of a formal settlement, the man slightly nodded his head. However, as expected peace wouldn't let it go just li
It's been ten days since Peace's first encounter with the man she call Browny, during that time, she will occasionally drop by and check on his health. Because of the ever righteous and immaculate favour, peace was forced to make it has an oath to keep her romantic intensions on hold until he recovers.And to make that possible, peace kept her distance by not going into the hospital room. She will just peek inside and then she will leave.However, this particular day peace didn't hesitate to enter were he was resting as if it was her home. Glancing at the man, he was leaning his back on the beds headboard and had his eyes on her figure.The moment she entered the room and until she dropped herself on the couch not far from the bed, he just kept staring at her without saying anything."Don't worry, I won't eat you today", without looking at him peace could feel his eyes on her so she defended herself."I am not worrying, I am wondering why you are here"
On the top roof of the hospital where the man was admitted, Vincent glazed at the unhealthy foods peace had ordered for. There was a box of pizza, can beers and other snacks. A deletable only for those who weren't conscious of thier health and definitely not a patient like him. Since Vincent Roy could not go outside yet, peace came up with this bright idea of eating out. Out in the cold rooftop of the hospital. Hence, she wheeled him up to the toproof after she stucked those foods and illegal beverages. "Mmm....", Peace chewed the soft dough of pizza as she closed her eyes in bliss. Just by eating she was delighted to the extent that her cheeks flushed. Meanwhile Vincent Roy glazed at the food placed on the toproof railing and then to peace who had her elbows resting on the railing, a slice of half eaten pizza on her right hand, and a can of beer on her left hand. He pursed his lips on a thin lin
Happy birthday to me-Happy birthday to me-Happy birthdayHappy birthdayHappy birthday to me-. Peace sang herself a birthday song while slowly clapping her hand to it's beat.Earlier after their short birthday celebration on the toproof, peace turned to her small bag. From there , from there Vincent watched her reveal a slice of loaf bread that she had bought from the convenience store. Followed by a small candle and a lighter. Now she was singing her self and ear piercing birthday song with the loaf bread as her cake . How pitiful. "Time to wish!!! Hmmmm...", Excited to make a wish, which she was certained would always remaind as a wish. Peace closed her eyes, linked her hands together in front of her, and then pressed her lips into a meek smile. Vincent settled his eyes on this carefree lady. His assumptions that he was entangled with a con never wavered. However, for
So your name is Vincent Roy, hum?". peace muttered as she turned and walked backwards, her eyes on his blank yet still elegant visage. Vincent though been given his clean bills of health, struggled to walk properly. His every steps laced with discretion not to pressure his healing wounds. "Hmmmm", he hummed as a response, his eyes glanced at the inquiring pairs of eyes before him. It has been days since he introduced himself but yet , peace never for once called him by his name. Aside from Browny, she would usually call him'hey', or just"you" . So this was the first time that his name would come out from her lips. "Sounds familiar," peace pressed her lips together as she shrugged her shoulders before pivoting her heels, thereby walking well again. Vincent remained silent as he gazed at her shoulders. "Actually......" Just as he was about to suggest why it had sounded to familiar
"Not bad,eh?". Glancing at the apartment complex, peace nodded."Thank you", Vincent glanced over at the car where peace stood , outside the drivers seat."You want to come inside?". Seeing that she was staring at him, he raised his brows and invited or rather asked. "Come inside? Why?". Peace blinked her eyes many times as she tilted her head to one side. Her response made him pressed his lips together as he didn't expect that. Considering her personality, Vincent was certain that she would have agreed without a second hesitation, yet she didn't. Was this one of her tricks ? Does she want him to insist?. "I might be a little too pushy but still I do know my limits.... sometimes", saying that her lips stretched into a grin. Despite her attraction towards this very dashing man, peace couldn't just enter a man's place, especially if she didn't truly know the man yet. After
"Master...." Samuels confused words trailed off when he had a glimpse of his boss jaw clenched. That instant he knew what to do, hide and don't show himself until the person outside was gone . Hence without anyother word he went and hide himself inside his bedroom. Meanwhile, Vincent's brows kept on twitching as he approach the entrance. He had never hesitated in making decisions in his life before but however this time he did. Should he open the door or he should pretend not to be home? The headache peace had given him was quite stronger than he could have ever imagined. His chest heaved with conflicting emotions, yet his hand moved reaching for the doorknob before he unwilling pulled the door open. As soon as he did, peace, her pair of twinkling eyes and the very large grin on her face welcomed him. "Neighbor?". Exasperated, he cast her a dull look. Just be his expression, peace could read
Vincent was left with tons of questions as he dragged his feet back inside. As he walked back, he knitted his brows and picked up the phone she had brought in for him. He examined the phone around to see if there was anything weird in it, but fortunately for him be found none. Relieved he turned it on and perched on the living area. When the screen finally lightened up Vincent's brows twitched. What welcomed his eyes was a selfies of peace that was used as the wallpaper of the phone. Why was he even supprised?. "Let's see...". He murmured as he began to go through the phone and see whatever supprise she had left inside the phone for him Going through the contact list there was only one contact the was saved in the phone, obviously she has saved it has "my darling" great. Vincent then went to the photo gallery and as expected, the are a few photos of her that she had taken earlier, she wore the same cl