Do you trust me?
The wound was indeed deep as he crushed the glass with full force, as a result a the glass were powdered by his force and the fine particles pierced in his hands, Azlain frowned as it took her too long to remove the particles.
"What kind of anger is you have huh are you a beast?, look what you did? she said removing the particles.
"why don't you leave me alone than?" he asked with his as usual cold expression.
She showed him her doctor license and I said "because I pledge as a doctor".
"So you are a doctor?" he amazed as if she is a pandora box everytime he assume what she might be she come up with a different identity. She was a puzzle to him the pieces were scattered and he badly wanted to solve it.
"Nope" She replied still removing the particles
"than what are you" he asked her with amazement in his eyes but his body was calm as if he is not bothered.
"A human being with perfection" she replied showing her pearl with teeth.
"Narcissist" he shrugged off his shoulder.
soon all the particles were removed she applied some ointment and bandage it.
She also asked Hugo to bring a syringe and as she was about to inject, he asked her what is it.
"Don't you trust me, I just showed you my license", or are you afraid of it? she asked him with a naughty smile.
"I am not afraid, it is that some bad memories" as he said those words his expression changed his body became cold and his hand too were sweating.
Azlain felt the changes in his body and took his left hand palm in her hand.
"Do you trust me?". she stared at him.
He felt the warmth of her hand, but he was not sure to embrace her warmth or not. he was fighting with his inner demon.
He was staring her blankly.
"Don't worry I won't let anything happen to you".
She pressed his palm, she did realised that his charm has surrounded her, the way he look at her thousands of unsaid emotions rushed to her body, as if her body was yearning for his gaze, for his touch.His eyes inflict emotions, she realised that somehow she is his cure, she can control his inner demons.
He nodded when she said those words trying to surrender to her. Trying to trust somebody with no reason.
She started unbuttoning his shirt, she felt his heavy breathing and his Adam's apple but what melt her heart was his gaze. He had lowered his gaze, to avoid eye contact. He was afraid his scars are ugly she might get scared he was not ready but his anger now have to bear the consequences.
When she unbutton his shirt she was in dazed looking at the scars of stitches, cuts and keloid scars, contracture scars. as if somebody have mercilessly drawn on his body. She understood why he lowered his gaze.
Shaizlan thought she will either gasp in horror or would ask him questions but he was amused the way she responded. She just smile as if it's ok to have bad memories, to have scars it's normal. She inject the syringe and ask him to rest buttoning his shirt.
Shaizlan wanted to hug her for understanding him he wanted her by his side for sometime, just she was about to reach the door to leave he said,
"I am hungry", he said gleaming at her. Trying to say that he need her.
Azlain nodded and went back to get something to eat.
After she left he smiled, It was not a plastered smile but a smile full of emotions and feelings somebody have come to his dark life canvassing it with bright and happy colours.