It's the middle of the night when you heard three knocks on your door. You push yourself off the sofa and meet yourself facing a man with a motorcycle helmet on. You're about to slam the door shut but his foot catches it.

He lifts his helmet off and it's Xavier, your enemy.

"Not today satan-" You said as you go to slam the door but this time his hand catches it.

"Please, I don't know where else to go." His voice heavy.

"Well, it wasn't a smart move coming here.." You said as he suddenly he invites himself in, locking the door behind him.

"What do you want anyways?" You ask. "I'm injured." He says panting.

"Where?" You asked confused as he lifts his sleeve showing a deep wound.

"I hate you so much." You mutter, going to your bathroom and grabbing your aid kit. "Sit on the bed." You command.

"Yes ma'am." He takes a seat, his hand covering his wound. You go in between his legs and take your time examining and aiding him.

"How did this even happen." You ask. "I was on my motorbike." He starts. "And I started thinking about you, too much." He continued.

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