'Why Him?' || Madeleine x Espresso

chapter 13, knowing more

Espresso's pov:

All I could see was black. Pitch black. I couldn't move, I couldn't feel anything, my entire body felt numb. I did end up twitching a couple times due to discomfort, but obviously since I'm unconscious, it's gonna happen. I slowly opened my eyes with a small groan. I had enough energy to move now that I actually slept for a while. I slowly raised my body up and set my hand on my head. Oh boy I have a horrible headache...I feel like crumbling at any minute anyways. I did end up seeing some patches on my legs and arms. I felt a small bandage on my head as well.

I got messed up big time.

My vision wasn't clear, but I could still see a bit. Wait, are my glasses broken? Ah great, just great. Now I gotta spend coins trying to buy new ones. I mean, I did have those glasses for what, 2 years? They are pretty old. To my surprise, I saw my glasses laying next to me. I reached for them and put them on. Now my vision was clear. I looked around my area and noticed something.

I was in Madeleine's house.

How weird, I didn't expect him to find me. I heard footsteps coming from his upstairs. When I saw Madeleine walking down the stairs, I tried to say something, but I was too weak to even speak. Madeleine did end up seeing me and broke into a worried panic. He speed-walked over to me and crouched down on the floor.

"Espresso, thank goodness your awake," he started. "Are you feeling okay? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you need anything at all?" He continued. Why was he asking so many questions? I'm perfectly fine.

I think-

I just stared at him and yawned. Since I woke up, I think I can at least let out a couple words. But it'll hurt like hell.

"I'm--" I cut myself off with a cough. What the heck, can I not speak or something? I gotta try again. "I'm fi--" I coughed again. Jesus why can't I speak all of a sudden?

Alright, third time's the- third time's the uh- oh fuck how do you say it, third time's to charm or something.

"I'm fine." I FINALLY said. Madeleine didn't look too happy about that. What the beans dude, I spoke, be proud of me dumbass.

"Espresso, your in severe pain. Aren't you." Madeleine questioned. I mean, obviously I'm in pain you dumb fuck. I responded with a sigh and a slow nod. Madeleine sat next to me on the sofa and held me close.

I let out a small groan of annoyance, but it seemed to me that Madeleine was happy or something.

"Dont-"
"Your gonna be okay, Espresso." Madeleine chuckled. I couldn't really get out of his 'hug' so I just sat there. But yet again, we did confess. We did kiss. But, I guess I'm not ready for this yet. Or...am I? I don't know dude this world is fucked in the head. My mind is filled with questions about relationships. It is a good time to ask about some, but I should let my throat rest up. It's in more pain then my entire body for gods sake.

Madeleine started to grab my legs and pull me closer to him. My face flushed with red, I couldn't really react. I just let him do his thing. He kissed my cheek and set his head awfully close to my neck.

I felt him start to now stroke my hair for some reason. Maybe because I'm really shaky and obviously not as calm. Oh goodness my arm is in pain, I feel so weak and tired, but I don't wanna fall asleep yet. I literally just woke up. Oh God getting lost in thought again I guess. I started to feel something run down my neck a little. Oh Jesus it was Madeleine's hand, scared the shit out of me.

Why the heck does it feel so weird yet- ya know what nevermind.

"What are you doing."
"Trying to calm you down, why?"
"It feels like your about to bang me or something."
"Do you want me to?"
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing."

No no no I heard what he said, is he that desperate? I let out a sigh.

"No." I responded. Madeleine smiled and kissed my cheek once again.
"I thought so." He said. I slightly smiled and held his hand. I feel like I should ask him my biggest question about relationships and how they work, but I'm not sure. Maybe later I'll get an answer without asking the question.

Maybe.