Chapter Eight: The threat.

Charles’ POV

"See who couldn't wait to get laid," I said the moment I turned to the door to see who walked in on me

"You wish! Because of you, I have to quit my job! Good job, Charles!" Bianca said and slammed the door.

If only she knew how much I wanted her, but I couldn't tell her that to her face. The only thing I can get from here is this and I couldn't mess anything up.

I put on my clothes, feeling little pains in some parts of my body.

"Arghh" I growled. Luckily, I wasn't badly hurt; before dusk, I'm sure the pain will be gone.

After a few minutes, Gideon walked into the room and asked, "How are you feeling now, bro?" He asked, causing me to nod my head before responding,

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I just want to get back home. You know how much I hate hospitals."

"Okay, you're about to be discharged now. Just get ready. Your crutches are by the corner," He informed me and helped me get them. He gave them to me and said,

"Let me take my bag from the office, my shift is already ove