When Fate Decided to Play its Part

CHAPTER SIXTY:

No answer

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Tyler slammed the door shut in front of the man who was chasing after them. It feels like his butt was on fire because his moves were very fast. He did not even care when he almost tripped on his way to a couch inside the room.

In his hurry, Tyler almost threw Althea's body on the couch as soon as he got there and sprinted all the way to the wardrobe and the bed to get enough clothes to press down on the wound and try stopping the bleeding.

When he came back to the couch where he randomly tossed her, he saw her grunting and moving while clutching her bleeding abdomen. Tyler's eyes shone and trembled at the same time. He wasted no time and almost ran to get to her. Then, he kneeled next to the couch and stopped her from sitting.

"Don't," he said softly. He was trying his best to not anger and agitate her. "Don't waste your energy sitting, I just need you to stay awake. Stay awake for me, okay?"

Gently, he guided her body to lay back down and immediately begun stacking the fabrics on top of her body. He must stop the blood from flowing out, if she experiences shock because of losing too much blood, she'll pass out again and Tyler will have no idea what to do.

Althea gasp in pain as she felt the pressure pressing on her. Her energy was still draining, and she felt like this was nothing but a waste of effort, but she did not try prying his hand away, because maybe this can still save her.

Althea sincerely hopes that it did not hit any vital organ. She gritted her teeth to surpass the moans of pain that were threatening to come out again. Cold beads of sweats were sliding down from her forehead to hers ears and chin.

With difficulty, she muttered out, “Who’ll stay awake just for you- stupid.”

The other did not take it in the heart and just lightly chuckled. “Then do it for Kai,” he stopped, pressing the clothes harder on her since the blood was being absorbed in rapid pace and the clothe is slowly becoming red. He took another piece of cloth and stack it on top. “Stay awake for your son.”

She snorted but did not say anything else. As what Tyler said, she focused on being awake by fighting the invisible arms of sleep that is oddly related to death itself.

She can feel the time drag slowly and it was oddly fascinating how her senses were heightened to the point that she can hear the gasp and their swallows of airs every time they take a breath, she can even hear the erratic beat of her heart as it keeps on pumping for blood to keep her body alive, but ironically, makes it easier to fall into the death’s arms.

Althea can feel how the blood from the wound flowed out freely, she can’t help but wonder; humans have an average 5 liters of blood in their body, how many liters of blood do you think she lost? She laughed internally. It is better not to think about it.

Tyler silently looked at her face that contort every now and then because of pain, his lips were tightly closed, his eyes were staring at her intently. He looked away before she can even catch him staring and looked at her feet. He stood up, still while applying pressure on the wound using his left hand, then sat next to her. He used his right hand to lift her feet and put it on the arm rest of the couch.

But since her dress was disheveled, he accidentally touched the bare skin of her thigh. Upon the contact of both warm skins, both flinched. Tyler awkwardly withdraws his hand, and Althea also moved her thighs away then used her feet to try and pull down the dress.

Tyler watched her fail again and again, until he had enough. “Let me do it.”

“Don’t touch me!” She yelled behind him. Tyler was facing his back on her so he can’t see her expression, but he can absolutely feel the glare she was giving him. “Don’t!”

“Sigh,” he sighed helplessly before turning to her and said, “I know you hate being touched by me- and I know how my mere existence is something you can’t stand- but, please,” he pleaded, his eyes were looking desperate. “I don’t know the reason- no, maybe I do- but can you forget about it for a second? I have to elevate your feet.”

reason why the hell he was doing something like this to her. Was it guilt? Was it sympathy? Or was it a feeling that was buried a long time ago but was forcefully dug out or voluntarily resurfaced just because they met again after a very long time? It was a question she has no idea

the inside of her mouth, she looked away.

hand on them. She flinched on the contact, but she did not try and take her thigh away. Tyler lifted it up and let it rest on the arm’s rest, then he did it to the other

remained on her thighs. She pursed her lips and fought something inside her that was threatening to wake up. It was irrational, disgusting, and it was very inappropriate knowing what situation she is

fight against him albeit small and weak,

smile at her and beckon her to go with them. Their smiles were warm and comforting, Althea can’t help but want to succumb

be an illusion. No, it

to laugh out laud and say, it was really true that you’ll see the dead when your time is coming. Too bad though, she promised herself to not die, she promised herself to not attempt and willingly give

She muttered against the

up and he can feel his anxiety

said

stay awake until help arrives,

going to come. He knows nothing about the situation outside, Sophia is not saying anything yet. Are those armed thieves still there? What if they still are staffing in front of the door and waiting for them to come out. They probably know that they can’t afford staying her or

pursed his lips, and his glare was sharp enough

because of her stupidity. “Tyler,” she called out, but he

it and

call

truthfully. “Yes,

up all her strength. “Tell her that they were faking the bomb threats. They

skip a beat, and without any delay, he called her. He did not question her words because there’s no way she’ll lie about it. It

her voice was filled of joy. It was as if she was smiling at that time. “I was about to call

his

news! They withdraw- for some reason those men withdraw and now driving away from the hotel! The other police are chasing after them-

like an oasis after walking on the hot

filled with joy, and he glanced at Althea- who was looking at him

was it? The thing you

to tell you that

help but pull the phone away from his ears for a second. “Those motherfu-

how she knew about it, but maybe

her

they hung up the

looked at her. “Althea, help

sighed. “Then I’ll take a short

“No,” he strongly refused.

still closed her eyes.