Melissa's POV
"Now I am done," I said, breaking the silence between us.
I got on my feet with the bowl of warm water held tightly, my gaze not letting go of Nelson who said nothing but stared at the wound which stopped bleeding profusely.
"Now wait" I said walking towards a nearby table. I could feel his eyes following every step I took. I couldn't help but become so uncomfortable about it, but at the same time, I didn't dare show it, a tough expression still plastered on my face.
Seeing him fall to his feet really took me unaware, I have never seen him this vulnerable and stubborn at the same time. The look in his eyes when I held him felt so strange in a way I have never experienced.
"Nelson!" I found myself screaming as I threw the book aside and ran towards where he laid, his face overwhelmed with deep pain.
The moment my eyes sighted the blood that emitted from his arm, deep fear gripped me and I felt my pulse stop.
I have never been so scared right before me and it felt like the whole world just collapsed underneath me.
Getting him up and having him sit, I couldn't help the way my heart raced thinking he was deeply hurt. I felt so concerned in a way that really surprised me and I questioned myself strictly about it.
"I am fine" he muttered trying to get me away from him but a part of me couldn't let go, I just wanted to help, in any possible way not caring what he thinks about me.
"I won't let you linger in your pain after you saved my life twice" I said sternly to him, emotions rose inside of me and the way Nelson gazed at me, it felt like a knot was tied in my stomach filling me with nothing but a field of butterflies.
As I cleaned his wound, I could feel his eyes fixed solely on me, he didn't let off his stare on me which made me feel really awkward but I tried my best to ignore his stare and act normal.
"Act like you have no idea that he is watching you Melissa" I said to myself not wanting to gaze up at him, my whole attention fixed on his bleeded arms.
Letting go of the thoughts, I walked back to him with a clean white cloth.
"Here" I muttered, wrapping the cloth around his wound.
Nelson groaned in pain, his eyes closed as I did it gently not trying to cause him more pain.
"Now it's better, you should be fine by tomorrow" I noted, fixing my attention back to him. The moment our eyes met, a feeling radiated through me, so firm that I quickly looked away searching for something to say.
"Do you need painkillers? I have some left?" I asked, trying not to sound too caring.
Nelson shook his head, "You don't have to worry, you have some enough." He tried to get to his feet but I was quick enough to stop him.
"What do you think you are doing?" I asked.
He gave me a strange look, "Getting up to my feet of course"
"No you won't"
"Why?"
"You need to stay put and rest. I just finished dressing your wounded arm and you just want to walk away?" I was unable to believe him.
A frown appeared on his face, "You don't have to tell me what to do. When did you become my mum?" He fired at me to my surprise.
Deep anger begins to rise inside of me.
How dare he?
How could he speak to me in such a way after caring for him?
He is such an ingrate!
A spoiled prince!
I tightened my hands in a fist trying not to show forth the anger that was about to explode inside of me.
"I am not your mum, I can never be your mum. I was just trying to care, nothing else" I emphasized while still holding in the rage.
"Then it's best if you stop caring, you are making this whole atmosphere feel very weird right now" he remarked, getting to his feet, his eyes away from me.
Hearing his words, I exploded in fury.
"Weird? Really? Is that what you are going to say after I just helped you?" I asked, unable to believe my ears.
"I never asked you for this Melissa. You came into me, caressing your body all over me and you got just want you want. Don't make it look like I begged for your help. After all, I have maids trained in such aspect and I could have called any for help"
I totally lost it at that point.
"Then why didn't you call one?! Huh? Tell me! Why didn't you?" I spat at him with so much anger written all over my face, "Just take a look at yourself, a few minutes ago, you fell straight to the ground unable to get back on your feet. You couldn't even find your way through from the doorpost to the bed and I helped you, clean your wound and is this what you are supposed to say to me at the end?"
Nelson chuckled, this time, he turned around to have a clearer look at me, a mockery expression plastered on his face.
"What were you expecting?" He raised a brow, a proud look fixed on his face.
"A thank you?"
"A trip around the pack?"
"A royal service?"
"Or a party to tell the whole world how you helped clean a little wound, is that what you want Melissa?" He asked, adding more to my surprise.
The hatred in my heart grew even more.
Minutes ago, a warm feeling filled me whole and I thought he isn't who I think he is but right now, I know he is a beast, nothing but a wild beast.
"You are so disgusting!" I fired at his face and didn't stop with my words.
"Annoying and so full of yourself. Why didn't you help your pathetic life get back to your feet after you threw yourself to the floor? Tell me Mr Prince Nelson, the next Alpha of his pack, come on! Speak out and now you stand right in front of me talking shits"
His frown deepened, anger began to sow slowly, "Do not insult me Melissa" he warned sternly but I was not having more of it.
This time, I was never going to care for him, his character is so disgusting that I just can't handle it anymore.
"Listen, I didn't do this to get appreciation from you. I only did it to return a favor, nothing else. So if you see yourself as being too important, sorry to say, you are just making yourself appear more stupid and unable to tame. I just wasted my time attending to you, you can kiss my ass goodbye next time" saying this, I walked away from him, went to the other side of the bed, laid with my body vibrating with so much anger.
How dare he?
What kind of a beast is he?
So filled with pride in a way that really disgust me.
Gosh!
I couldn't believe that I cared so much for such an ingrate minutes back. I should have left him fixed to the floor with no one ready to help him. Maybe that could have been better and taught him some manners but with the look of things, I doubt he is even going to learn.
I glanced at the book I was reading when he walked in, the urge to continue just didn't sit well with me.
He ruined it.
Ruined my reading time!
And yet, stands in front of me and stares at me like I am a piece of trash.
Infuriated, I closed my eyes to force myself into falling asleep but it wasn't working, nothing worked at all and it confused me the more that I just couldn't help but ponder deeply.
I heard him walk into the restroom, and a few minutes later, he came out and laid on the bed.
Although it was easy for me to hear his little groans when he had his bath but I didn't care, I just don't want to. Someone like him doesn't deserve any help at all and no matter how hard he falls right in front of me again, I won't dare to care because someone like him deserves nothing good in life.
I scoffed, adjusted the pillow in the best position I could not minding how restless I felt. After what seemed like eternity to me, I finally drifted off into a troubled slumber.