Chapter 16- Spending Quality with the Creepy Doctor

Serena's POV.

Not knowing how to respond, I sat there silently staring at him in frozen shock, with the adrenaline fresh in my pumping blood as I internally began working up a good sweat from it. The man didn't even seem to understand the situation and looked at me as if I, grew a second head. We both just sat there quietly and not a single syllable passed our stilled lips. Though I can't say the same for our eyes as they held question in his, and bewilderment in both mine and his. We just sat there for a moment starring at each other not knowing how to respond. He starring in my eyes, probably checking if I was the sane one here. While I reflected it into his cool blue grey eyes, and for a moment breath taken by the beauty of it. After another moment he finally spoke up.

"Well then... I shall leave you to rest Serena, I'm sure you're still very tired." He said as he looked at me with calculating eyes.

"Uh... okay?" I responded, knowing that I truly needed it and the sooner I got it the sooner I could leave. He nodded and left me alone muttering along the way of "such a shame", "I was looking forward to having a closer look", and how I quote.. "lovely they were". Ummmm... yeah I think I was be leaving as soon as I can move, even if I still have some protesting muscles to spare. Before I even know it, sleep ensnared me within its grasp once more as I fell into the oh so familiar darkness again.

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I awoke not to the stray of sunlight nor the chirping of birds and that could have been the cause because it was still dark outside. But of course that was not the source of what had awoken me, it was the heavy impact and the sounds of crashing and metal that had awoken me with a surprised gasp and widened eyes. I sat there for a moment in mid-shock before jumping to me feet only to fall down from the dizziness and pain on the bottom of my feet. My head hit sharp edge of the beds corner, but luckily it wasn't a too heavy impact that could have driven in into unconsciousness once more. But it did not prevent the warm liquid from sliding down my face. I grabbed the bed as much as I could before I pulled or at least tried to pull myself to my feet.

My legs had grown numb from probably not moving them for a while, and then there was the fever, and probably sore legs. I saw that my feet had been wrapped in bandages; it took me a moment to remember the condition of it when I was running away from my kidnappers. But what surprised me most was that after a few minutes of sitting down and finally being able to stand back up with less struggle, was that the bottom of my feet didn't hurt as much as I believed it would. Frowning I remembered back how much it hurt to even take a few steps before I nearly collapse in pain. But not wanting to puzzle over this too long my curiosity took the better part of me and was eager to find the source of what had awakened me.

I opened the door and followed the hallway out, using the walls as support. When I came to what was another room, I saw the legs of someone that had fallen down. I took a better look and noticed it was that Luke guy who had helped me. Without a second thought I rushed to his side as fast as I could manage and sat beside him looking and his pale sickened face. I gently slapped his cheek in attempt to awake him and was given the gift of relief when his groaned in protest. I sighed as I felt the heavy weight leave my chest along with it giving me the chance to breathe normally. I gently patted his cheek once again in attempt to fully awaken him. It took a while but he awoke and looked at me with puzzled eyes. And all the while I just sat there quietly throughout this whole process.

When he finally spoke his did throw me off guard as he said "...I never seen someone perfectly shaped as you." He mumbled looking at me and I stared at him not knowing how to respond. And as if that was not enough he threw himself on top of me and started to trace my collar bones. I clearly struggled under his weight but he paid me no heed before falling asleep on me. Mumbling about collarbones and how priceless and such a work of art they are.

Finally I tried to speak but no words came out of my throat instead was greeted by the lovely pleasure of pain. I tried once more to move him but was once again meet with failure which made me let out a breath of irritation and annoyance as I gave up and starred irritatingly at the creamy white ceiling. Glaring at it as though waiting for it to take my irritation and annoyance away from me; and if I could have, I would have added a pair of arms crossed over my chest to add to the look of what I was feeling. But nooo, that was not currently possible was it? I just had to have a creepy doctor who was obsessed over collar bones! COLLAR BONES! Fall asleep on me! Like! What the hell!? Couldn't he be obsessed over ice cream or something? How about vegetables?! ...Okay maybe that would be weird too... But hey! He is a doctor so it would kinda KEYWORD Kinda make sense... okay then collar bones kinda makes sense too... BUT STILL! Like ugh! What the hell man, why in the world did you choose to...

And before I even knew it I feel asleep once again while ranting in my mind.

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When I came to I noticed that I was in bed again and the creepy doctor dude unwrapping the bandages on my feet and inspecting it... I have no idea how to react to this anymore...

The creepy doc must have noticed me starring with a complete look of annoyance in my eyes while my face was void of any emotion.

"Well it seems like you're finally awake and joyful, your feet are healing nicely if that's what you're concerned about, though you may have scars on them but they will be very faint for anyone to notice. I'd recommended for you to stay in bed a little longer though and eat up." He said as he gestured toward the plate for food nesting on the table next to me, along with a tall glass of orange juice and a bottle of water next to it.

I heavily sighed and tried to cool myself down a bit, reminding myself that, this man did nothing but help m-... let me rephrase that, he helped me... *sigh* he helped me when anyone else could have left me for dead. And he saved my life and is taking care of me... *sigh* I have no right to be angry over this man. I can't believe how selfish I was being right now. I opened my mouth "...T-Thank you" I mustered as much I could of my voice before I once again began to lose it.

He looked at me with a gentle look in his eyes before giving me a small smile. "It's no problem, it's my job to help people, and even if it wasn't I'd always want to help people. That's what I'm here for Serena." He said looking at me with a now smile on his face and I reflecting it before his smile slowly started to fade away and was replaced with a complete look of confutation. He had a frown on his face before he spoke up about his concerns. "But Serena... What were you doing sleeping on the floor?"

There was a moment of silence between us as I just sat there silently staring at him emotionless, and could not prevent the look of aggravation in my eye, nor the inhumanly possible twitch of my eye as I held myself back, before I strangled the man in front of me with the complete look of innocence marinating his face.

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A couple of days has passed along with weeks, and with a lot of rest not to mention food that he forced me to eat because of the no appetite I had, I began to regain my strength. I lost some weight since the fever took a lot out of me, not to mention I kept pushing my idiot self again and again. I staying in bed most of the time and I was not allowed to walk for a while cause of my feet, but now I can so that's that. I actually started to form a relationship with this man, as odd as it is his not as bad as he sounds... well at least not when I get the feeling of murdering a certain someone *cough cough*. Yeah my throats been getting better, it's easier to talk now, much easier actually but the raspyness is still there so yeah. Lots of tea for me! Which is great cause I love tea and would prefer it over coffee anytime any day. But yeah, we actually gotten close and his like a good friend and kind of like brotherly figure toward me.

He told me his story of how he lost a loved one, Victoria who apparently had an incurable illness that the doctors refused to cure, claiming it's impossible to do so. And how he finally found a cure but by then it was too late, Victoria had died and was no more. Though he did not state this, I can see clearly in his eyes that he still blamed himself for not being able to save her. Now he was known or should I say often called a genius doctor, because he is able to cure almost anything that has been thought or told to be impossible; And I told him my story of how I was left on the doorsteps in the cold of night of the orphanage on the day of my birth with nothing but a note of my name and birthday. And the newly found memory of the years of abuse and the boy who had given me hope along with his friend. And how I was kidnapped and I ran away from my kidnappers, which is the most probable reason as to how and why Luke found me. But as I finished my story Luke had the look of suspicion on him or should I say his eyes, as he looked at me unblinking with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What?" I asked as he continued to look at me not answering for a few minutes as I just looked at him with a perplexed face. He did not answer, but just kept staring at me with that same face of his that made me want to strangle him for how long he was taking. Not to mention this would be the first time I'd want to strangle him that did not include the reason of collar bones.

Luckily he spoke before I had the chance to "Serena what was the guy's name again? The one you meet as a child and possibly the other one?"

I looked at him puzzled before I responded "I think one of them was ...Suki? Though I believe I had a hard time pronouncing that guy's name so I think I cut it short.. But the other guy's name is Soryu.. I think." I told him after a pondering about it throughout my answer. But why did that matter though? Before I could ask him, he walked out of the room completely ignoring me when I called after him. All the while I just laid there in bed in total confusion and got scolded when I tried get out of bed to go after him, but still no answer to any of my questions. Sighing I just sat there wondering just what's going through that mind of his as I fell into sleep once again.

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When I opened my eyes first thing I saw was Luke face starring into mine and I into his... well before I freaked out and fell off the bed that is. I got up before Luke got to me and just as I was about to scold him about freaking me out again, we were interrupted by the doorbell, which might I add no one rings besides the delivery boy. But I don't think we called anyone today, maybe Luke did. Before I said anything Luke pushed me back into the bed, scolding me that my feet still needs to heal completely and I has still recovering and all and I should stay in bed for a day or two longer. What!? Like it was my fault for getting out of bed! But of course! Before I could voice my thoughts he left me alone to answer the door. Ughhh.. One day Luke Foster, one day I'm gonna make you pay...

I just sat there annoyed and sulking when Luke walked back in, and just as I opened my mouth to ask him why he's been acting like this; another man stepped behind him entered the room and I grew pale. That man was the guy who kidnapped me and is here along with the crazy guy that terrifies me and calls me princess. There were no words exchanged as I stared at him shaking slightly as my eyes widened in shock and fear.

There no words exchanged between us nor was there a single sound to break the tension between us besides the silent sounds of breathing that did not include mine as I sat there in shock to what seemed like forever.