Chapter 6

I just woke up because of the cold I was feeling, I'm sure this isn't my room. My room is not that cold. I looked around. It's Saint's room. Why am I here?

Did I lose consciousness earlier? How bad did Allison do? It's just a slap. I would have woken up when I felt the pain in my shoulder. Right. Saint's grip.

I rested deeply and forced myself to get up, I can't stay in Saint's room. I was about to leave the bed when Saint suddenly came in with a tray. He looked at me with his cold stare and sighed.

He laid the tray on the bed side and adjusted his eyepatch. He looked at me and sat on the end of the bed.

"What happened to you?" He asked. I bowed. He's right. Humans are never good, they do nothing but hurt each other.

"I was hit by a ball ..." I lied. He looked at me and stared at me for a minute.

"I hate liars, Klea and you know that." I gulped. This guy's instinct is too good. I almost forgot that this person is almost perfect, except in habit.

"Your cheeks and arms are swollen, that's not just a ball hit." He said calmly, this is the first time I have talked to Saint calmly and I feel fearless.

"Allison, my classmate. I did not follow what she wanted me to do so she slapped me several times in the girl's washroom earlier ..." i explained. He stood up and grabbed a chair and sat infornt of me.

I was surprised by what he did because we were so close. I can almost hear him breathing. And only now do I realize that Saint is really handsome up close. Now I wonder why he is wearing an eyepatch.

"And your arm?" He asked. Shall I tell him? "Who the heck just did that to your arm, drop the name and I'll destroy his face."

I smiled a bit. "You made a net." I laughed a little. "Can you destroy your own face?"

He was surprised by what I said. He sighed and took a cold compress from the tray he was carrying. He gave it to me.

"Just rest. You'll be absent tomorrow, your arm is so swollen Klea. Why didn't you tell me?" He asked as he helped me lie down on his bed.

He carefully applied the cold compress to both my cheeks. He took some ointment and applied it to both my arms.

This is new. Saint was never like this to me, he was not caring. If something bad happens to me, they are the only babysitters who take care of me. Now, he is. What's new?

I closed my eyes because I did not want to see Saint's eyes staring at me. I pretend to be asleep, I thought he was leaving but I did not hear any noise.

And then he spoke. "Klea ... I'm sorry."

"I didn't mean to do it. I was just furious. I'm sorry for being overprotective to you, I know you can defend yourself. But ..." he paused. I kept my eyes close. "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that one day you'll find someone else to protect you. I'm used to you taking me home when something happens to you."

"I can't accept the fact that your heart is slowly moving away from me. I'm sorry. I know you won't hear this but, please ... stay with me. Only you and sister Mary are left with me . "

In a blink of an eye I just found myself hugging Saint. He was surprised by what I did and I was especially surprised by what I did. I snuggled myself in his chest.

And whispered "I won't leave you, Saint. Trust me. Even the world will tell me, even if everyone will hate me. I will never leave your side."

And later on I felt his arms snaked into my waist and hugged me back. We stayed like that until our limbs felt numb.

I woke up in Saint's room. I saw him at the end of his bed in front of his laptop and I knew he was very serious about what he was doing.

I carefully moved my body, i flinched. It still hurts. He looked at me with his usual stare. He's still wearing heis eyepatch, seriously? What's with his eyepatch? Is he hiding something in his left eye?

"Just rest Klea, your cheeks are still swollen." I nodded to him and lay down again.

Later on I heard his phone ring. I looked at his back, because in silence I could hear what they were talking about when he was talking. Am I eavesdropping?

"Hellion you need to report here in the underground, asap." The voice of the man who spoke to Saint. Hellion? Who's Hellion? His codename?

"Why? Why do you need me?" Saint asked in a cold tone.

"The mafia bosses are now livid, they know the heiress is in your hand" I felt Saint approach me so I immediately closed my eyes.

"You don't scare me with that statement, Luther." Saint said with a very dark voice.

"Oh Hellion, I know you when you're angry. You and the heiress need to escape." Luther clearly said to Saint.

"If you want to protect the heiress until your last breath, you need to report here ASAP and bring the heiress." Luther said.

"Are you fucking out of your mind, Luther? Klea is fragile and you know that!" Saint exclaimed. I want to leave his room. But he would notice I was awake and just listening to them.

"Yes, Hellion. I know, just come here a'right?"

"Fine!" Saint said and ended their call. I felt Saint sitting next to me. I tried my best to act like sleeping.

"I'll be back." He said and left immediately.

When I heard the door open and closed, I rested loosely and slowly opened my eyes. Can Saint handle them? Will he be okay?

I went down to the kitchen to drink some water first. I saw Mary also drinking milk, she smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Why aren't you asleep? And, what happened to your cheeks and arms?" She asked worriedly, I sat down next to her and smiled softly.

"Some girls bullied me because of Saint .." I said softly, Mary's eyebrows immediately rose.

"Who are they? Drop the names, I'll crush their lives." I smiled, she and Saint are siblings. They have the same habit.

"They will stop, Mary. Saint will handle them." I said smiling. " this Saturday I'm going out with Psalm." I smiled at the promise.

Mary's mischievous smile came out. "You know, there's a date you know! Our Sabrina is really a teenager."

"It's not a date, Mary." I laughed and said, Mary's eyebrows immediately rose because of what I said.

"Weh? Really? if you smile there just ah." sHe teased.

"It's not because Psalm is just my friend." I said, Mary just shrugged and patted my head.

"Just be careful, huh? Even if it's kind, it also has a hidden odor." He said and I nodded. Psalm is the very opposite version of Saint.

And I like Psalm more than Saint. But Saint means a lot to me. Especially because of what he said earlier, that he was afraid I would leave him. But that will never happen.

I will always need Saint in my life, because he trained me that he is always by my side. That he is the one I lean on in everything, and I really appreciate him so much for that.

"Mary, I have a question." Mary looked at me.

"Yes? What is it?" This question has been bothering me for a long time, even when I was young. But I can't ask because I'm scared.

"Why is Saint's left eye covered? Why is he wearing an eyepatch? Even at school he still has an eyepatch ..." I was a little surprised that Ate Mary was almost blindfolded just because of what I asked. What's wrong?

"I can't answer that question, Sab. Only Saint has the right to answer that. But he doesn't seem to answer .." Mary said. Why? Is there something wrong with his left eye? Isn't his eyes the same size?

"Why?" I asked in confusion. "Only Mommy and Daddy know why he covers his left eye."

"He doesn't let anyone know, and whoever knows without permission from him, he'll kill it." I was dazzled by what Mary said.

"Oh hey, I'm going to sleep. You too." She said and left me alone in the kitchen.

Should I ask him about his eyepatch? Or not?

I followed Saint's advice not to go in today. And since he left last night he still can't come back, what if something happened to him? What if he was doomed?

But, he will handle them. Saint is the boss. He's strong enough to beat them. Besides, they will not hurt Saint because he has many connections.