Episode 2

… My boyfriend?

I deliberately stay on my bed with the thought of hoping not to run into him.  Afterall, it’s already been two years; seeing him will just remind me of the past and the efforts of hiding all the painful scars deep down in my heart all these years will be gone to waste.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful that he saved me; in fact, I’m surprised.  But I don’t want to be reminded of what

happened back then and get hurt again.  I’m just afraid, I worry I’ll cry like the waterfall if I see him.

Hearing the yelling of doctors and nurses across the corridor as more injured patients are wheeled in.  Looks like the longer I stay here, the busier and noisier it’ll get.  My heart beats quicker and quicker as the second hand of my watch approaches 5pm.  It’s time to leave, I should free up my bed for those who really need it.  He’s probably gone by now… I'm kinda looking forward to meeting him though.  It'll be great to feel that he may still care about me a little.  But he hasn't showed up so... Anyways, we have nothing to do with each other anyway.  Contemplating as I glance out the window with a disappointing, yet relieved expression.

Grabbing my stained white dress on the desk beside me and wearing my socks and sport shoes, I tiptoe out the door when I suddenly realize that my belongings are gone!  Oh no!  The ambulance must’ve left them on the floor?  Looks like I need to go back…

Being extremely cautious just to not meet my “boyfriend” according to the Dr. Ine, I sprint towards the exit at full speed.  I’m nearly to the door when I realize I can’t reach the handle.  I’m confused… it’s like time has stopped and the pause button has been pressed.  Even my heart has been stopped and I can’t breathe.  Am I having a panic attack and… I’m floating?

I feel something tucking on the collar of my gown.  I turn my head just enough to see the sleeves made of an expensive black silk fabric.

“OUCH!”  I yell as I sit on the floor after floating for what seems like a long time.

“Is that how you treat your savior?” I hear a deep, manly voice calling out to me.  So sexy, yet so gentle, he reminds me of a certain someone...

He…sounds like my ex… Oh my goodness, how should I face him?  If I know him, saying thank you just won’t be

enough! 

I’m still sitting on the cold, hard floor.  Thinking about the next sentence to say.

Stranger’s POV

*… What is wrong with this girl?  It’s freezing cold on the floor… I called out to her several times, even offered to help her up but what’s she doing?  Just shooting lasers at my shoes?  Damn, am I losing my touch already?  Girls are usually so attracted to me… instead, she’s attracted to my shoes…*Sigh*I’ll just wait till she gets up herself…*

Laila’s POV

I look straight at his brand-new Converse shoes.  Not limited-edition?  That’s surprising, he should be the spoiled brat of the Chin family; it’s very rare to not see him wearing super expensive clothing in public places.  Haha!  Perfect conversation topic!

I don’t dare to make eye contact with him so I just close my eyes as I bounce up nearly to the ceiling (but not tall enough though) “Eyy yo!  Euwen!  Long time no see!” I say awkwardly.

“OWWWWW!  WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU??!!”  I open my eyes just to find out that my iron head has banged against a stranger’s forehead who looks extremely annoyed as he covers his forehead with his hands.  “Oh

my goodness, I’m so sorry!”

Subconsciously, my hands lift up to try to massage it for him just like any normal girl would have done if they accidentally hurt their boyfriends or even ex-boyfriends.  Though I would have felt pretty great that he finally gets what he deserves if he is who he is.

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