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Even I felt that nobody could like that drunkard that I was supposed to protect, and yet, I did.. somehow.
I'd never felt romantic feelings up until one point in time. It never crossed my mind might less thought about it unless it was brought up my others.
I'd often hear the people of the estate gossiping about Lloyd and how he'll never get married in a million years. People doubted that anyone would ever stoop so low as to fall in love with someone like him. Even when he made a sudden switch and became a money making machine.
In the instance when he had stayed behind with me to fight off the large ass ants, I'd thought he was just blatantly stupid. And even when the explosion went off, I thought we were going to be burnt to a crisp all due to his idiocy. The last thought that crossed my mind was, "do your duty, protect this idiot" or something along the lines of that.
But when I woke up, and I wasn't in the afterlife, I couldn't think of anything but where Lloyd was. My vision was blurred, but I could make out the body of Lloyd, and he was.. digging.
I'd honestly thought he'd hit his head in the landslide or I was hallucinating. But it was real, and I remember clear as day what he'd said
"We're getting out of here together, no matter what!". The key word was together. Not just him, but all three of us. I blacked out after that.
But the last thing I remember was feeling like I'd been cared for again, like someone.. what was the word... ah, loved. Like someone loved me. As if he genuinely cared. I was touched to say the least. After those thoughts I was basically knocked out.
I woke up about 10 hours later, I'd been in a bed and a doctor was at my side. He told me I was okay with a few minor scratches and was surprised I didn't get a concussion from the incident. He further explained that all the rocks and debris that would've been bashing at my head when I protected Lloyd would have given me a severe concussion and yet I was fine.
I asked how Lloyd was and he hesitated to ask me. I kept asking him and he finally gave in and told me he was still asleep. I guess he could tell I was a little worried, mostly due to the Lord and if he would give me repercussions for not properly protecting him. Then he explained that Lloyd fainted from exhaustion and I felt some relief but not enough.
I needed to see him.
But once started moving I immediately felt disgusted. I forgot I hadn't taken a bath to clean the dirt and sweat off me yet, considering I was passed out. The doctor left and I went to go clean up.
I immediately left to Lloyd's room to find him. I sat by his side, though I didn't know how long it would be till he woke. In that time, I'd thought about what happened and chalked up my worry to any worry I'd give anyone if they were hurt.
But I'm known to be patient, so I waited. And waited, and waited. It was two hours late when he started to stir, I made sure to cross my hands and legs to look as if I maybe just got there.
I saw his mouth turn to a smile and I thought he'd really lost it. Even in sleep he was scheming. It felt like he was a kid again, grinning like he got away with something evil. That smile always managed to creep me out. And it still managed to make me melt inside.