Chapter 43 Chris/Molly
I am excited for what is to come, the door is not locked, and as soon as I open it, I realize that Molly is not in the living room or the kitchen. Maybe she’s already in the bedroom waiting for me, and I get even more excited. That woman has some fucking lingerie. I decide to call for her after noticing the silence in the apartment.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
”Molly?”
I hear her voice coming from the bedroom:
” I’m here.”
I go towards her room, already smiling, and open the door to wait for a pleasant surprise. Molly is under the covers and lifts her head when she sees me. She doesn’t look well at all. I approach her and ask:
”What happened? What’s the matter with you?”
She says:
”My head hurts like hell. ”
I instinctively put my hand on her forehead, and she is burning up. I stand up and say:
”You need to go to a hospital.”
She says:
”No! It’s just a cold. I wouldn’t say I like hospitals. I’ll be fine, and I need you to get me a painkiller from the bathroom. I can’t even lift my head.”
I walk towards the bathroom and find a box with some medicine in it. I take one I know is for pain because I have taken it before and then go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
She takes medicine and lies down again. I ask her:
”Where is Chantal?”
And she says:
”I don’t know, she went out.”
After a few seconds, she tells me:
”Thank you. You can go now, Chris.”
I say:
”But you are alone.”
” I’ll be fine.”
”Are you sure?”
”Chris: Yes.”
I continue:
”If you need anything else, anything at all, you can text me, right?”
She shakes her head affirmatively and closes her eyes again.
I got up from where I sat next to her on the bed and left the room, closing the door slowly.
…
I really won’t be able to continue this game knowing that Molly is in such a wrong way like that. I’ve never seen her like that before. I go to the kitchen and look in the cupboard for things Julie uses to make tea. She has several, so I do a quick search for which one is ideal for someone with a cold. Only then do I realize that I will have to watch a tutorial on how to make tea.
… Molly…
It’s as if any noise I hear in this house is tripled in sound. Then I hear when the door is opened again just after a time when Chris has left. Seconds later, my bedroom door is opened, I expect it to be Chantal or maybe Julie, but to my surprise, it is Chris.
So I show my surprise when I ask:
”Chris?”
He enters slowly and closes the door behind him. He is holding a glass in his hands and asks me:
”Are you feeling better.”
I sit up in bed and say:
” It’s a little better!”
My head still hurts, but not like it was hurting before. He approaches me, and I hold out the glass, saying:
”It’s tea. They say it’s good to help you get better soon. ”
I’m a little stunned right now, but I choose to say thank you as I take the cup from him. He seemed to care about me, and for the second time in my life, after I met him, I appreciated how he was acting toward me. First, it was that surprise dinner, and now this.
I bring the glass up to my nose and smell the mint, then say:
”That sounds good.”
He smiles as he watches me drink the tea. It’s a little sweeter than tea should be but still good. He is sitting on my bed, and as I finish my tea, I ask:
”Why are you home on a Friday night? ”
He looks a little embarrassed now but quickly changes his manner and says:
”I have this game that I’ve been trying to finish for days.”
I laugh, and he has always been a fan of these things. I remember the times I have seen him playing in the living room.
Then I say:
” You know I don’t demand any exclusivity.”
It seems to take him by surprise, but he promptly says:
”Of course, I do.”
I feel better after he proves that he knows that, that he can be with other people, that what we have doesn’t prevent him or me from being with someone else.
I finish my tea, and he picks up my glass placing it on my bedside table. He then asks:
”You have been sick since when?”
”Since earlier today, after I got back from class.”
”Why didn’t you call Julie or something? I bet she would have been here to help you.”
”She’s at Brennan’s because he’s painting his apartment.”
”Of course, I forgot about that. ”
”You could have called me.”
” I didn’t mean to bother you.”
”You never do.”
I smile faintly. I prefer this new Chris. Then he says:
”Can I stay here with you fofor a while?”
”I don’t think I’d be a good company today.”
He answers:
” You always are.”
I am speechless, and he smiles as he comes to lie down next to me with a cell phone in his hand, then says:
”I don’t have anywhere else to be, and you are the first person to take a tea I have made. I have to wait a while to see if you won’t have any adverse reactions.”
I end up laughing, making me hold my forehead with my hand so that the pain of the exertion passes soon. He puts his hand on my forehead and says that I am not as hot as I used to be, then asks me to lie down, and I do because my body is asking for it.