Chapter 34

"Get dressed. Pick from these I brought you here," Felicity uttered after pulling the suitcase near the bed. "The doctor told me you're not allowed to go home until tomorrow; that's why I went back to the mansion to bring you clothes to wear and things you might need," he added, putting his handbag on the table. I wasn't looking at him. I couldn't stare at him, not because I was scared or mad. It was too awkward for me to be alone with him after he saw me fully naked. Quintin left and went home after a sudden call he received. Felix was already here at that time, and he left me with him. When Felicity arrived, Felix left too. I ate the food he brought and had a friendly conversation, and he updated me on been island projects we were working on before. I was happy to hear about the huge progress and that some of the people there have already transferred to the safest houses Pretzel gave them. I was done eating by the time Felicity came, tired and sleepy at the same time. "Hey! Are you listening?" I was stunned when he snapped his fingers in front of my face. He seemed so serious when I looked at him. Felicity wasn't wearing any makeup at that time—not even lipstick. If it weren't for his raised eyebrow and the way he gestured his hands, I would say he looked like a real man at that time—he looked more like Felipe. By staring at him and remembering the bathroom incident, I was covered with embarrassment "I said get dressed. If you want to take a bath first before changing clothes, you can. But the water should be cold. Cold, not hot, okay?" he repeated like he was talking to a retard. "I'll just get dressed." I didn't feel like taking a bath at that time. I looked for anything comfortable to wear inside the suitcase he brought. I saw a pair of silk pajamas. It was the size that I bought the last time I went shopping. I hadn't worn it yet, but it had been washed. "I'll just wear this," I uttered after getting a pair of undies. "Okay, go, get dressed," he said. I thought he had no intention of going out and would just watch, but I was very thankful that he came out voluntarily. I took off my clothes and put on my underwear, but when I was about to reach the hook of my bra, I screamed in pain after accidentally scratching the burn behind me. "What happened?" Felicity slammed the door. I immediately hugged my body and turned around my back to hide what was supposed to be hidden in front of me. "What the hell are you doing, Felicity?! Close the door! Someone could see me!" "G-Girl, it is better if you do not wear your bra; the wound on your back is bleeding—wait! I will call a nurse," he said panicked as I turned my back on him. I thought it was just a scratch, but it was injured and bleeding. It was all the bra's fault! I took advantage of the situation by grabbing the robe on the bed to wear it. When I turned around, Felicity was gone, and when he returned after a few minutes, he was with a nurse. The nurse asked me to sit on the chair and remove the robe I was wearing. Felicity was restless, walking back and forth while talking. "I shouldn't have left you unsupervised. I could have helped you." He was blaming himself, but for me—more like overreacting. I took a pillow from the bed to cover my chest before removing the bathrobe. I felt pain the first time the nurse touched my skin with the Q-tip. According to the nurse who administered it, it was an anesthetic that she applied. She paused for a few moments before proceeding. The pain had subsided, but I noticed that she was not only treating the area where the bra scratched. "I am going to remove the burned skin, ma'am; it is already peeled off," the nurse said, and I let her do her thing. She finished in a few minutes. Felicity grabbed the bras from the table and sofa as soon as the nurse left. He stuffed it back into the tote bag, annoyed. "From now on, I'm going to watch over you, girl!" he announced loudly. I ignored him. I put on the top part of the silk pajamas while turning my back to him. "What am I, a kid that needs a babysitter?" I asked. "Yes! You are!" I was stunned when he suddenly appeared in front of me and grabbed the pajama pants from the bed and bent over while stretching the waist part to help me wear them. I raised my eyebrow. "Y-You don't have to do that," I stammered. "Give me that!" I tried to snatch it, but Felicity was faster than me. "I only have burns; I'm not crippled. Give me that. I can do it myself," I begged, but on the inside, I despised him. "No—stand up. I am going to help you. Don't be too stubborn, girl, because your ears will surely swell when Aunt finds out," he uttered. He had a point, and my mother is the scariest person I know when mad. But it was uncommon for Felicity to take care of me that much. "Hurry up, Elyana! Put your leg here!" he said impatiently. I just sighed. He gave me no choice. The bathrobe was still draped over my lower body, so he couldn't see my underwear. That lessens the uncomfortable feeling. "Let me!" I stopped him when he was about to raise the waist part of the pants, but he didn't stop. "See? That's so fast!" he said after raising the pajama pants to my waist. Felicity was quick. He looked away after that and gave his attention to the robe, which he put in a bag. He started cleaning all the mess around, and while looking at him, I suddenly felt the urge to sleep. I decided to lie on the bed; however, because of the peeled wound on my back, I slept on my side. I was facing Felicity, who was still busy. I was watching his every move. He looked more manly that time, Let's just simply remove the wedge he was wearing and change his pants into something not too fitted. I fell asleep while watching him that night, and when I opened my eyes, the sun was up. I awoke without seeing Felicity the next morning. According to the wall clock inside, it was past seven o'clock in the morning that day. My sleep was profound; I remained in the same position when I went to sleep and when I woke up. I was about to sit on the bed when the door suddenly opened. Felicity came in with a nurse and doctor to check on me. Thank goodness the doctor was female. It would be too awkward if a man was just like the first one. Felicity stayed inside the room while the nurse and doctor were busy. He was standing not far from the bed and watching with so much concern on his face. The doctor poked my burn and examined my entire body. In terms of the entire body, I just woke up and hadn't showered yet. There was pain in my buttocks and groin, and the doctor said there was a wound down there. It was excruciating, and she advised me to urinate in a more comfortable position. While I was speaking with the doctor, I realized how fortunate I was that Felicity went to the bathroom to rescue me. If he arrives late, the wound will take longer to heal. Although a first-degree burn will leave a scar, it could also be removed with today's treatments. My burns were only in patches, mostly on the most sensitive parts of my skin—on the thinner parts, Just like what the doctor told me. Only redness remained in some areas, and some portions left a bubble and had a wound, just like what I accidentally injured behind my back. I kept staring at Felicity while the doctor was speaking to me. He was listening too, and I noticed him turning away a few times. The doctor let me go home that day after giving me prescriptions and ointments I could apply to speed up the healing. The medical personnel left. Felicity led them to the door. When they got out, he turned to me with weary eyes. He moved closer and stood at the foot of the bed while looking at me intently for a moment. "What is it?" I inquired, feeling uneasy with his stare. "N-nothing," he stammered, and he immediately turned away. I knew there was something on his mind at that time. Felicity lied.