The two men finally arrived at a car that had been waiting for them. Luka opened the door and got in with Hayden. He wanted to say something to Hayden, but he wasn’t sure if he should; however, it wasn’t like he had anything to lose...
"Hayden boy, I don’t think what happened was your fault..." Luka whispered, his words were for Hayden’s ears only.
"Thanks...but it was my fault..." Hayden whispered back without hesitation before he smiled a little sadly at Luka.
Their conversation died there with Luka unable to come back with a reply to convince Hayden otherwise. The old man sighed once again, leaned his head back and closed his eyes. This job was getting to be too much for his aging mind.
...
The ride to the hospital was silent as I sat in the backseat of a large limousine with two men in black on either side of me. I felt like a prisoner being delivered to court to go on trial. They treated me like I was going to run away any moment now; I guess since I did just try to run away from Hayden, what they were doing wasn’t completely crazy nuts.
As expected, no matter how many times I asked about Hayden and where he was headed, the men never answered my questions at all. Finally, I just gave up and sat there in the car and began anxiously playing with a strand of my hair. Checking the time on my phone, I guessed it was about half an hour before we arrived at a hospital.
"You know...I’m fine, I don’t need to go to a hospital," I said honestly. I wasn’t trying to be stubborn or anything, I just had a few scratches here and there. None of them were seriously hurting because the scratches were so shallow. There was nothing on my body that simple antiseptic and bandages couldn’t fix.
"Young boss wanted us to take you to a hospital so that is exactly what we are doing," one of the men replied without even looking my way.
So, they’ll take someone who doesn’t need medical attention to a hospital because they were ordered to, but they won’t take Hayden, who is in clear need of medical attention to a hospital...
Oh...what the hell am I dealing with...
The man turned to me in shock and for a moment, I was convinced that he was going to kill me. His eyes were round and wide as he stared at me. I guess this is the time when my life was supposed to flash in front of my eyes...
The loud sound of laughter from the other end of the line broke the tense atmosphere around us. The man bit his lower lip in annoyance as he placed the phone back to the side of his face.
"Yes, Boss..." the man said before the line disconnected.
"That was the boss, right? Is Hayden...with him?" I asked in a hurry.
"Let’s go. The car’s here..." the man said without replying to my question.
I hated being ignored and I was being ignored so much by these men lately. However, this time, I had a sense that I was right. Hayden was with the boss and if my hunch is correct, I’m on my way to see them right now...
...
"Boss, Hayden is here..." a man announced as he opened the door to the room.
"Drag him in..." the boss said, his brows in a knot.
The man bowed low, sensing that his boss wasn’t in the best of moods. Hayden walked in with two men escorting him and the boss eyes narrowed into thin slits as he eyed his son. With the dismissive wave of his hand, the two men exited the room, closing the door behind them and locking it.
--To be continued...