53 Unspoken messages (1/2)

Seb was obviously honoured with the 'Man of the match' award.

It seemed very clear.

Even though she wasn't the Captain and to be known, was forced to play in the first place by her senior, she was glad she did!

Still, after the match was over, the first thing she did was to march up to her senior who threatened her to play who was clapping and nodding at her in appreciation.

But her expression was stern which made him slowly decease his excitement.

All she did was open up her Jersey in front of everyone, and threw it at him.

Thankfully she was wearing a shirt inside, or Iven would have ran at her and choked her completely.

He himself choked when he judged her guts.

Fortunately her Senior's mood was light due to the victory, so he just laughed and said,”Be sure to come play next year too”.

”Just try and make me again”, Seb had said angrily.

”I still have ways left you know”, he had replied to which Seb shook her head in hopelessness and left.

Amongst all the commotion and celebration, Seb had completely forgotten about the major injury she had suffered earlier.

Before going to the greenroom, she had met eyes with Iven once.

He signalled and reminded to leave for the hospital. Seb showed a palm which denoted 5 minutes. She's gonna grab her belongings and return.

But it had already been 10 minutes, and Iven was getting restless waiting.

Finally he gave in, and made his way towards the greenroom himself.

...

The 'Panthera's' were so joyous about the victory that didn't bother rushing at all.

After wasting a whole lot of time outside, they finally were moving towards their dressing room.

But still the discussion didn't end.

Though Seb had in her mind that she gave her words to Iven, she was getting distracted in all the enjoyment.

Occasionally she would remember and then forget again.

And then...she gave in!

She might as well go to the hospital tomorrow, she'll call and tell Iven not to wait.

Her team didn't even make it to the room yet.

Seb urged them to go on assuring to join later, as she shook her phone at them, motioning a phone call.

As soon as they were out of sight, she started dialling Iven's number.

All of a surprise, Seb found her wrist being grab roughly and pulled.

Before she could resist the situation, someone had already under her thighs and she found herself in thin air.

She grabbed on to whatever was around to avoid falling and the amusement taking over.

Then she turned around at the person with a frown.

But reading Iven's face, it disappeared.

He was clearly icy and not pleased enough.

”What are you doing?”, she asked still clutching on to his collar.

”You're coming with me right now”, Iven replied hoarsely,”I'm doing what I said I would really”.

”Uh about that....”, Seb knew it wasn't a good idea. It's worse that it's not on phone and face to face.

Iven knew what that hesitation meant. He stared motionless for a while with no expression in his eyes. She was going back on her words again!

Then he suddenly started walking up to the side kept chairs, and almost threw Seb down on them.

”Can't you be a little gentle? I'm hurt!”, Seb protested.

”If you're hurt, you'll listen to me...”, Iven ordered,”...strip!!!”.

Seb only could gazed at him in a daze.

Iven couldn't take it anymore and knelt himself.

Grabbing Seb's limb, he pulled without being any gentle. He began with sliding down her sock herself.

Seb couldn't do much objecting. Iven had inhumane strength!

But while unwinding the bandage, he was especially calm. Of course, he didn't want to harm her. He was being stiff only to pretend to be angry at her.

After he removed the patch, he only kept gee-zing at it with dead eyes.

The wound had worsened more than before. Even Seb started feeling a wild shot of pain suddenly. She didn't expect it to transform this much.

The whole area had swelled up.