The Kiss Of Death Ch. 04

Author's note :

Hello people, I do apologize for the wait for this chapter. Unfortunately i've been very busy with work, and I will be for quite a while. Do not fret, I am not abandoning any stories and I hope i will stick to a new chapter once a week. I hope you enjoy reading this one as much as I enjoyed writing it!

*Beep beep* *beep beep* My eyes flickered briefly before my vision was filled with a bright light. Where was I? I looked around, my eyes slowly adapting to the light which was decreased ever so slightly in intensity over time. I looked down at my body and saw my clothes, or rather my lack of clothes. Instead of my t-shirt, jeans, socks, and shoes that I usually wear, or that I was wearing only moments ago, I was wearing a long white gown.

At least the bed was rather comfortable. I tried to get up, putting much of my weight on my elbows, before feeling a sharp pain in my lower stomach area. I felt like I had been stabbed. I lay back down, waiting for the eventual nurse visit that I was sure would come. While I waited, I tried to wrap my head around what I could remember, or rather what had happened to me while I was out of it. So, I had died, or rather I was dying a while ago, I had gone into some sort of limbo, met Death (who preferred to be called Angela), fucked the shit out of her, twice, and somehow got bonded to her.

Bonded even if I didn't really know what that entailed at this moment in time, but bonded, nevertheless. Well, if I told anyone about this, I would be carted straight off to a mental hospital. My reverie was interrupted by a loud knocking on my door, which opened barely two seconds after.

"Well, well sir, I'm happy to see that you're awake. Let me check your heart rate quickly, and make sure your IV drip is all okay, if you have any questions, the doctor should be in shortly" the nurse quickly said, leaving me barely any time to formulate an answer, before a finger was on my lips.

"Now, now, don't waste your energy talking or asking questions, just wait for the doctor to come in and he'll answer everything" she said with a smile, sliding a stethoscope down my chest, listening intensely to my heartbeat.

The glacial stethoscope tingled down my chest, making me shiver all over and gave me goosebumps. I lay there, trying to process everything that was happening, and everything that had happened. If my heartbeat wasn't already rapid, glancing over the nurse would have increased it tenfold.

Her beauty was comparable to a ray of sun on a gloomy day. Her long black hair billowed down from her head only stopping at her hips. She smiled widely at me, her pearly white teeth sitting behind her thin lips. Despite her beauty, she was very short, only standing probably 5 feet tall, at best.

I smiled as the cold stethoscope finally left my chest, and the nurse scribbled down something onto my chart before plopping it into a chart holder attached to the end of my bed. She grabbed her equipment, before assuring me she would be back soon, leaving, but not before turning around and winking at me.

Not long after, the doctor came into my room, grabbing my chart and studying it intensely. I didn't say anything as I let the doctor do his work when his eyes rose from the page and stared at me.

"I do apologize for leaving you waiting so long Mr..." started the doctor.

"You can call me Xavier, it's fine" I replied.

"I see, well Xavier, I do apologize for leaving you so long like this, I didn't want to disturb your sleep, and I must say that most of medical staff was quite baffled about how quick of a recovery you made. So, let me fill you in on what happened. According to witnesses, you were on your phone crossing the road when you got hit by a car" the doctor started.

"Unfortunately, I must tell you that the car drove off and nobody managed to get the license plate, but I can assure you that the police have said that they are looking into it. Speaking of the police, I'm sure that they will be on their way to talk to you soon. Anyways, going back to your injuries. The car sent you flying quite a distance, and when you tumbled back to earth, you broke quite a few ribs, three to be exact. The fall also fractured your right arm and broke your leg in multiple places." The doctor continued with a grimace.

"We took you in for X-rays as soon as you were handed to us, first x-raying your full body, then x-raying individual parts" the doctor followed on.

"Now here's the problem Xavier. First, we x-rayed your ribs, but between the full x-ray and individual x-ray, your ribs were already nearly repaired. By the time we got to your leg and arm, your bones had fully fixed themselves. We were prepared to surgically intervene, but there was no need. Is there anything you might need to tell me about Xavier? Since we didn't manage to get a family history, can you tell me if anyone in your family has had the same sort of experience? If not, we would like you to stay and do some more tests, if possible" the doctor said squinting his eyes at me, already not trusting anything that I would tell him.

"Are you trying to tell me I managed to heal all of my injuries in a few hours, like Wolverine or something?" I asked.

"Pretty much, yes. Although we didn't seem to find any adamantium claws" retorqued the doctor with a laugh.

"I'd like to get my things and go home if possible." I told the doctor. I wasn't about to stay in a hospital and start answering all these questions, not only from the medical staff but also from the police when they would eventually get there. I could see how well that would go, "Oh, Hi Dr so and so, yeah I'm fine, but during the time I was out I met Death and fucked her and then also nearly died to a demon trying to choke me", yeah, that would go down like a lead balloon.

"You know, it would be great if you could stay for some more tests...." The doctor started saying before I cut him off.

"I'm leaving. Now". I said firmly, getting up and starting to get dressed. The doctor started panicking before agreeing to let me out, only telling me that he needed to remove my IV drip and give me painkiller medication before leaving. He removed said IV and told me to wait for five minutes while he went and got my prescription of pain medication, just in case.

I put on the rest of my clothes that were sitting on the chair opposite my hospital bed, my jeans ripped and bloodied from the accident and my t shirt barely holding on for dear life. I didn't matter, I needed to get out of that hospital and get home.

I had stuff to do, no time to waste. Well, I didn't really but I needed to get home as soon as possible and get some rest at least, away from all these people and all their questions that they were budding to ask me. The doctor came back in and gave me my prescription, some medication I'd never heard of, but I would pop by the pharmacy and get them on my way home.

I left the room leaving the doctor behind me, trying to find my way out of the hospital. I followed the red exit line drawn on the floor, going round twists and turns, feeling lost in a maze. My gaze fixed on the floor and not looking where I was walking, I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Well, well, if it's not one of my favourite patients" the nurse I had bumped into said with a giggle.

"Oh, hello again Miss. I'm so very sorry for bumping into you like that. Is there any chance you could tell me where the exit is? I'm rather lost..." I asked.

"Of course, sweetie, you shouldn't really be leaving already, but if you feel like that's best then you do you, I suppose" she said with a giggle. "What you need to do is go straight on, then turn left then right, then straight on and you're out."

"Straight on, left, right then straight on. Got it" I mumbled.

"You know what, why don't I just show you? It'll be much easier" she announced, before grabbing my arm and wrapping hers around it and walking towards the exit.

We walked through the corridors, slowly getting towards my destination when the nurse stopped just before a set of doors, and I could feel a hand slip into my back jean pocket and squeeze.

"And here you are Sir, I hope you're feeling okay and please let me know if there's anything I can do to help" she purred, putting a lot of emphasis on the "anything" before walking away and making a phone with her hand and mouthing "call me".

I swear to God the world is going topsy turvy. My trip home was a blur, I tried to think about everything that had happened. When would I see Angela again? What was my gift? And what was that unthinkable demon thing that tried to strangle me?

I put the keys into my door, slowly turning the lock and pushing the door open. I stumbled through the mess on the floor, before undressing myself and falling face first onto my bed. I was out like a light.

I was rudely awakened by my cat who thought it was the right moment to try and be a gymnast and crawl over my head, which was very odd, since my cat never walked on my head. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got out of bed, walking over to my closet to put on some clothes that were in much better shape than the ones on my floor.

I pulled out a band shirt, and another pair of jeans and got dressed. I felt like I had woken up with the worse hangover ever. You know, the sort of hangover where you swear to yourself that you'll never drink again, but two days later you're back at the bar knocking back pints? That sort of hangover.

I walked out of my room to find my cat sitting on the floor in the kitchen in front of the fridge. She stared at me, her round eyes not blinking. I met her gaze, wondering what she was trying to tell me. Food. Of course, she wanted food. Our staring contest was rudely interrupted by a loud knock on the door. I barely opened the door when a young woman with white hair jumped on me, wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me. Not knowing who this person was, I pushed her off me before managing to see who was in front of me.

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