Chapter 75: A Ray of Hope

Alan's POV

He wouldn't talk or eat. It's three days now and he still remains in that position.

He avoided my gaze at all cost. My voice, he didn't want to hear it and covered his ears.

Even his medication, he avoided it but the doctors always finds a way to give him that's when he's knocked out over and over again.

He was drying up slowly and wasn't himself.

It was time to take action because at this state, he'd die and I couldn't afford to lose him.

His ward were filled with gifts, food, snacks and drinks which he rejected just the way he had refused to eat, I also didn't.

How can I when he was in this state. I bought some fruits, juice, fries and pasta. He just has to eat today and I've got to make it possible.

I took out a fruit juice and fries. He was facing the window and he had reduced in seize.

I moved towards where his eyes were fixed and obstructed his path.

"I never knew you were so weak!" I began but he didn't blink an eye at me. It seems as though he was lost.

He haven't even shed a tear and I know he was holding up a lot in his heart.

"Darius, this act of yours would only worsen things, think about those people who truly loves you, how would they feel? You've got to survive for us"

"Fuck off!" He snarl, growling at me. At last I heard his phone even though it had sadness lingering in it.

However, I furthered placing the juice and pasta on the table.

"How will you find the bastard who did this to you if you're giving up already!" I retort but he rolled to the other side.

I sigh and moved to the other side too.

"If you want revenge, then stay alive and prove to him that you survived and would get him at all cost"

He gave me no response and I grabbed him collar pulling him to sit upright.

"What are you doing?" He questioned and I glared at him.

"You've got to eat bastard!"

He didn't give a response and kept a soulful look that got me fatigued. We can't continue in this place.

"At this rate, you'd make me feel Divya and your dad abandoned you!"

He slapped me, fuming his heart as he hates it when I bring family into this.

"You don't know anything so don't say that!" He arguing breathing hard. I clench my teeth digesting the pain.

Speaking of his family, I haven't spoken about his state of health to them. Perhaps, they had taught he had left the country as planned.

Obviously, he was abandoned because not a phone call was placed to him but Divya kept bugging with calls and I had to block her line.

"Hit me again!" I ordered and he did but weakly.

"You see, you don't have the strength! At this rate I can win you in a battle" I proclaimed folding my fist.

He scoffed at me.

"You're a whimp, even in my state, I'd carry the crown" he scolded. This was more like him, arguing and trying to justify his acts.

I hastily took the pasta and wave at his face.

"Let's see if you can beat me in a eating contest"

He ducked his head at me and shook his head.

"That's so childish"

"That means I've won!"

"No!" He barks and ordered me to bring the pasta to him. I placed an over bed table and kept the pasta in front of him.

He stared at the meal before him and sigh. I also held a plate of pasta, then set a count down on a stop watch which I got few days ago.

"I'd challenge you Darius, I'd make you walk and when I do, I did leave you forever" I promised and let out a sad smile.

He eyed me and dragged the fruit juice from me. Tears clouded my eyes as I watch him hurriedly eating up his pasta.

I couldn't even eat watching how hastily he slurp up the pasta to win me.

He was done eating and then threw his gaze at me.

"You aren't eating"

I quickly threw my face away from him just so he wouldn't see the tears streaming down my eyes.

"Yeah, it seems the great Darius won with just a fork!" I declared as tears choked my voice.

"Aren't you tired of crying dude?" He mocked and placed his palm on my shoulder and then he shoved my face to look at him.

"I hate you the more when you do that and fuck man, shave!" He bark as though wanting to hit me with the fork in his hand.

I was speechless, breathing hard and fighting hard to control the tears.

"Yes sir!" I saluted with trembling lips as he smirked at me.

"And wash up, too, you should look neat if you're ready gonna take care of me"

I let out a bright smile and then he scoffed as he beckoned on me to hand over my pasta.

I could tell he was really hungry and didn't hide it.

"You should eat something too or you might die before me" he mused with a mouthful of pasta.

That was his way of caring and I just can't help but fall in love. I studied his eyes. I could look at his face all day as he had become my daily dose of sunshine.

When I rolled his eyes at me, my smile faded as I pretended not to look, feeling anxious.

"You can feed me" I quickly requested grinning on him as he swallowed the pasta hard.

"Gosh, I wonder who’s the patient among us" he complains and twirl a forkful of the pasta, beckoning on me to open my mouth.

His face lean to mine and his long hair covered my face like a veil and our faces were trapped.

He seems serious with feeding me but I was thinking something else. His lips, I wanted them.

I giggled and placed my hands on his cheek, then kissed him passionately. He tried to push me off but I bite his lips, napping every breath I could grab.

I could hear the fork clang on the ground but he didn't hold me like he'd always do. His eyes widened at me but then, I close mine to feel the affection.

I refrained from kissing him and then stared into his eyes. He pants softly and fluttered his lashes at me.

"I promise, Darius, you'd walk again"

He began to eat gradually and I told him funny tales to make him laugh and come out of his depressed state but he didn't show a sign of excitement and keeps asking me when he'd be discharged.

At last he was discharged and I got a house at the countryside. I didn't want him to return back to the villa where he was attacked just not to revamp old memories.