After the rescue team had disappeared, leaving me in the dangerous middle of nowhere, I had to struggle to find my way back home myself. For the first time, I found it fortunate that life had never been easy on me, and I had survived much more difficult situations than this before. Certainly, if I were some fragile princess, I would sit on the ground and cry my eyes out while trembling in fear. Now my current situation made me more furious than desperate. I even thought that it would be kind of fortunate if I met some perverts or aggressive drunkards on my way back since I could take my anger off on them. Nevertheless, I still hoped to meet someone on the road who would be kind enough to give me a ride to a more civilized place, but judging on my luck that day, chances for that to happen were close to none.
The road was dark and completely empty. I used my phone as a flashlight while walking back from where I ran, cursing my sense of empathy that was constantly getting me into trouble.
"Why the hell did I run so far in the first place?!" I yelled at myself, "I should have demanded that they take me home! After all, if that guy wanted to give me money, why not just give me a ride instead?! Crazy bastards!" I fumed, releasing my frustration.
It took me an additional hour to walk back to a place I could recognize. I was incredibly relieved to find one. Thankfully, I wasn't an idiot enough to take brainless, coincidental turns, and I only ran straight ahead. That saved me from asking for directions from some random strangers in the middle of the night. I even didn't want to think where it would lead me to…
While I was walking, I kept thinking of the empty blood bag those people left on the side of the road. I nervously wondered if they were giving him a blood transfusion in such an unsterile environment. If so, they could have killed him more efficiently than his car accident or his disease! However, the more I thought about it, the more I doubted that they were transfusing blood. They should have done only what was necessary to save his life until he got somewhere to receive treatment…
"Damn it! I should have called that stupid ambulance!" I tormented myself over my decision that I only found more stupid each time I thought about it.
Finally, I got back home. I was exhausted and restless. For some reason, my heart kept pounding. I couldn't stop thinking about my handsome knight with silver hair.
"Lilith, for God's sake! You've done what he asked for! You've paid your dues! Stop torturing yourself! His men are taking care of him, and he is going to be fine!" I scolded myself while looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.
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