Chapter 8 Fate or a Coincidence II
Miley's heart raced as she watched the man laying on the ground with a gun pointed at her. Tho, the man looked like he at the verge of losing consciousness, he still wouldn't haste to shoot her, and she knew that the only why to save herself was by walking away but shoe couldn't.
She was a medical student after all, and in her six years of studying the one thing that she had learnt, and could never forget was that her job is to aid the injured, and not judge.
"Sir? Are you, okay?" She asked in a low voice. She sighed, and rolled her eyes"I'm so stupid. Of course you're not okay. You look like you need help I'm actually a medical student, and I have a first aid kit" She tried to move closer, but he only raises his gun higher.
She halt. Her eyes glanced at the gun, before moving back to the man. She wasn't necessarily scared of guns since her dad always had a gun on him, but that didn't mean that she shouldn't wary of one when it's pointed at her.
She took a deep breath, before smiling "My name is Miley.... Miley Blackwell, and I hate the dark, but I hate peanut butter even more. I love reading books, and listening to music. Have you heard of Dynasty?" She asked, while moving a bit closer.
"Thought we built a Dynasty that heaven couldn't shake, Thought we built a Dynasty like nothing ever made, Thought we built a Dynasty forever couldn't break up" She sang, before chuckling "It's my favorite song" She said, and kneeled down beside him.
His gun was still raised but he looked less wary of her.
"Let me help. I promise I'll leave the very moment I'm done." She said, and have him her best smile.
He was hesitate for a while before slowly lowering his gun. Miley smiled brightly, and immediately opened her bag. She searched for the mini first aid kit she always carried with her.
She unzipped it, and took out a small pair of surgical scissors. She snipped the part of his shirt that was covering the wound. The silence was deafening as Miley worked swiftly.
When she was done, she dropped the scissors on her lap. She took out tweezers, and disinfectant. She poured a small amount of the disinfectant on the tweezers.
She took a deep breath, and looked up at the man who had been watching her threat his wound. His piercing blue eyes seemed as if they could see right through her soul, and that made feel naked.
She bit her lower lip" This is gonna hurt" She told him in order to brace him, and pushed the tweezers through the gunshot wound.
The man didn't even flinch, or groan which surprised Miley. It was as if he was used to pain, and that made Miley's heart soften, but not from pity except it was from admiration.
She squinting her eyes luckily the moon was full, and made it easier to see. She pushed the tweezers a bit deeper, and smiled lightly when she felt the hard surface of the bullet. She glanced up at the man, and hesitantly placed her free hand on the side of his stomach as support.
Miley pulled the bullet out, and sighed in relief when she noticed no more blood was coming out if the wound. She grabbed the disinfectant, and poured it on the wound before grabbing a pack of gauze. She took out one, and placed on the wound.
Aleksei watches her worked on his wound, her delicate facial features were serious, with her eye brows pressed together.
It was definitely her, the girl from yesterday. He could never forget her face. He was unsure of it was really her but when she smiled at him all of his doubts vanished. The smile was exactly like from the day before.
She placed the gauze on the wound, her soft hands brushed against his skin making him shiver. Luckily, she didn't notice, but that didn't mean that Aleksei wasn't embarrassed.
Miley smiled brightly when she was done, and started packing her things back in her mini first aid kit. And, was about to walk away like she promised.
"Wait!!" He called her back, and she halt. She turned around, and gasped when she saw him standing up.
He wasn't even struggling to stand, or standing up straight. He walked towards her, and grabbed her by the back of her head.
Their lips crushed into a kiss. Aleksei sucked on her lips, and licked the surface. His tongue found it's way into her mouth, and his tongue entwined with her.
Miley was completely shocked that her mind couldn't even register what was going. She woke up this morning with the hopes of studying a bit in the library, but somehow... Somehow she ended up having her first kiss stolen by a stranger.
Mavis you better start counting your last days on earth, because they're numbered. She thought.
Aleksei broke the kiss, and smirked. "Run back home, Baby Doll, but know that this is not the last time you see of me" He said, and released her.
Miley took multiple steps backwards, before turning, and making a run for it. Her black curls bouncing behind her as she ran.
Aleksei smirked, before fishing for his phone in his pocket.
"Boss?" Travis spoke.
"Search my location, and bring a car. Oh, and get me everything you can find about Miley Blackwell" He ordered, before hanging up.
His eyes turned to the motorcycle that he had taken. He scowled at it. He was just driving back to the hotel when the stupid thing ran out if gas, what more his vision was starting to get blurry from the wound.
Thankfully, his guardian angel had arrived just in time, or else he would have died from blood loss. He leaned on the wall, and pulled out his last cigar from his pocket along with his lighter. He placed the cigar between his lip, and lite it.
He took a long puff before blowing into the air. He smirked, and placed his head on the wall. He was definitely going to find her, and make her his.
Miley yanked the door open, and rushed in. She slammed it shut, and sunk onto the floor. Her heart was racing, and her hands shaking. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.
How could this happen? She couldn't believe that the kiss that she had saved for the one was gone.. just like that. And, what's worse was that it was taken by a complete stranger at that.
Her right hand subconsciously moved to her lips.
But, that kiss was hot, it actually turned her on. Is that how a kiss feels like? She shook her head. No, matter how good it tasted, it was still wrong. And all of this wouldn't have happened if............
She frowned, and rose from the floor.
I'm killing someone's son tonight She thought.
"Mavis!!!" She yelled, and rushed into the living room.