22 Donst Live A Lonely Life (1/2)
I turned around and resumed walking. Shit! Where would I go? I wished I knew where to find the warlock's shack. I heard the people around us shrieked in terror. But before I knew what caused their chorused cries, I was transported into the house of the warlock in a blink of an eye. Oh, wow! So, I'm having a lucid dream!
I slowly placed Ivano's body down the cold damp ground before inspecting the place if the warlock was around. The lamp was lit just like the last time I was here but the old man couldn't be found. So I just opened the closet at the corner of the room to see if there's anything that could help me tend Ivano's wounds. There were a lot of bottles to choose from in different colors and smell. But there's no label to know on how to use them.
I turned around when I heard shuffling noises and saw Ivano at the doorway, clutching his limping arm while dragging his other leg with a broken knee. I looked away because I hated seeing him this helpless. I hurt for him and I didn't know why since we just recently met.
”Where is this place? Who are you?”
”I also don't know where this place is. I've only been here twice and my name's Stella.”
”Stella.” Ino repeated through clenched teeth. ”We certainly haven't met before. Why did you tell them you're my wife!” He demanded but I ignored him as I continued checking the bottles by picking one only to put it down again so I could pick another.
”No, I'm not your wife, silly. We're nothing. Well, you're my boss. And you're holding me prisoner in your home which I have no way of escaping. So that's why I'm here for. To let myself out without your knowledge.”
”What are you yammering about, miss? I am not holding you a prisoner. You are! Listen, get me out of here and let me go back to my Katherine!”
I turned around to face him and growled my annoyance. How would I patch his wounds up? I couldn't just give him anything of the warlock's potion or it might harm him. Who knew what their usage was.
”I don't want her name be spoken by your lips again, Ivano. I hated it! Now go back out there and lie on your back and take a rest. I need to figure out how to heal your wounds.”
”You're a complete imbecile!” Ino staggered back with horrified eyes as if I was the predator between us but I just shook my head.
”Who are you?”
My head jerked at the familiar voice I heard and rushed outside the potion room. The warlock has arrived! Relief rushed into me that I flung myself to hug the old man. But he thrust his hand out to me, knocking me by my chest that I swung across the room with the force. My head hit the wall and I instantly saw stars. Holy shit! I think I damaged my gray matter!
”What the hell was that for?” I said as I slowly rose to my suddenly trembling knees. ”Damn it, old man! I'm just happy to see you again. Can't we meet and greet with a hug? Jesus!”