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Chapter 16

They escorted us to the hotel room. It was a deluxe suite. But it had a bedroom and a living room.

Me: Just one bed?

Ryan: How many do you want? Its a hotel.

Me: But we are both staying in a room, together?

Ryan: Obviously. Safety reasons.

Me: Does that mean we have to share a bed?

Ryan: Of course! Wait...don't you trust yourself?

Me: What do you mean...I am better off alone. I will sleep on the couch outside.

Ryan: Fine. Just don't disturb me.

How mean can he be? At least he could deny the bed as a matter of courtesy. Anyways, why do I like banging my head on a wall.

Ryan's POV

I couldn't understand how every time we started fights with no reason at all. 

Girls! No one can understand them. Not even me. 

So, I headed to take a shower. Good thing they had a washer with air dryer technology. I didn't need to worry about having a new pair of clothes. I headed in the bathroom with my towel on. As soon as I turned the water on, I felt a burning sensation and screamed!

Riley: Ryan...you alright? What happened?

Me: uhhm...nothing. Just go.

Riley: you sure?

Me: yeah..now go.(And the shower head slipped from my hand and fell down on my leg) Ouch! 

POV end.

I heard him scream the 2nd time and I got worried, so I knocked the door and moved the handle. It opened. I entered in and realized, he was still in the shower. Oh no!

Me: (turning back with my eyes closed) Am sorry, I came in. I didn't see anything.

Ryan: Are you crazy? What are you doing in here? (Picking up the shower)

Me: No, you're crazy. I heard you scream twice, so I thought you were in trouble. By the way, who showers without locking the door?

Ryan: (Aah) its burning!

Me: Please Ryan, if you need help, speak out.

Ryan: I guess I have got some cuts. It hurts. Help!

Me: Am coming in.

(He was sitting near the jacuzzi with his towel on. )

I could see two cuts near his back and the impressions of the rod that he was hit with. It was so painful seeing the red bruised back of his.

Me: your back has turned red. You need to...

Ryan: I can take it.

Me: But it has cuts too. Now, come outside and let me apply an ointment to it.

Ryan: Let it be.

Me: No, shut up and come with me.

And I pulled him by his hand into the room. I searched in the drawer for first aid. I found the anti septic and took a bit out on the cotton to swab his back. It was irritating his skin a little. I could see his expression on the painting that was hanged on the front wall. He tried not to scream or move a little. I bent over near him and blew over the area while applying the medicine. It was less painful. I bandaged the cuts.

Ryan's POV

I slid in my pants. I couldn't wear my t shirt as the ointment hadn't dried. It felt a bit weird being half naked in front of her. She would feel uncomfortable, so I went out on the couch. 

There was a mini bar stacked with Scotch, Whiskey, and Champagne. I pulled out the bottle of Jack and a glass. Sat down peacefully and poured myself a drink. I had just sipped in a little when Riley came storming out. She was surprised at first seeing me drink, but later she seemed frustrated.

Riley: You started drinking? Are you mad? You're already hurt! Put it away.

Me: Stop acting like a teacher. I am not a kid anymore. I know what I am doing and I can handle that.

Riley: No, you don't seem to understand. Stop it or else..

Me: Or else what? What will you do?

Riley: OK. So you won't listen?

Me: No.

She came near me, took the bottle and ran inside the room, locking it. The heck just happened? I went near the door and knocked it for her to open.

Me: Stop it Riley. Open the door.

Riley: I am not allowing you to drink. Its bad, you're hurt.

Me: Open the damn door...It helps me to ease the pain.

Riley: Stay outside.

Me: You must be kidding me! Stop it and give my whiskey back.

Me: Hello?? You listening to me? Open the door! (And my hand began to hurt after the continuous banging on the door.)

POV end.

It was bad that he got hurt, but drinking was more bad. So, I decided to take the bottle and run inside. I locked the door, so he stayed out. We were arguing about his stupidity. I Placed the bottle on the dressing table and sat there. I thought maybe after sometime, I will open the door. 

I removed off his jacket. And I saw my torn sleeve. All the images flashed before me. Tears rolled down as a chill passed down my spine. I heard Ryan shout that whiskey eases pain. I didn't think anything.

I took the bottle and started gulping it down.

A/N: Both of them sharing the room together...isn't that cute? And the way Riley just happens to enter the bathroom while Ryan is in. 

Sometimes, they just need no reason to quarrel or maybe it is just a disguised form of care they have for the other person! 

Riley and gulping down a drink? she is gonna have a wild hangover! But before falling asleep the drink will release all the emotions I suppose!

To know what happens next, Stay tuned to the journey ahead!

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