Fan Fiction ❯ You Make Me Crazy ❯ Good Aftertaste ( Chapter 23 )

Malon must've had her lips upon his for nearly a minute. It was not a tongue kiss, but it was indeed still a kiss on the lips.

 

When she finally let go, she expected to see a shocked look on his face, but it was bizarre how unfazed he looked. In fact, it looked more like nothing had happened at all.

 

Malon waited for him to thank her, to scold her, to say anything to her, but he still remained silent.

 

“Excuse me, I have other patients to attend to. Please get dressed so I can buckle you up again.” He lifted himself off of her, and pointed to her clothes and the straps.

 

Instead of her usual disobeying, she found herself doing exactly what he said. She slipped into her baggy shirt and pants, and let him buckle the straps around her.

 

“Now let me tell you what's going to happen next. One of the nurses or doctors will probably get sent in here to give you another dose of that powerful potion. I want you to just behave and take it. Eventually, you'll get out of here.”

 

Malon nodded.

 

“Thank you for having this talk with me.” He left the room, and Malon was, once again, alone. So utterly alone…

 

She couldn't believe what had just happened. Could it of just have happened, or was it, perhaps, another hallucination? Maybe he never really raised his voice to her, maybe she never really let him tell her what to do, and maybe she never really kissed him. This left her with a massive headache, trying to differentiate the real from the unreal.

 

“Time for more potion, Miss Malon.”

 

To Malon's delight, the young, green-haired Nurse Airas came in, holding a needle and a bottle of the potion. “I'm supposed to give it to you through the needle since it was difficult to get you to take it before, but if you want, you can just drink it…if you cooperate, I mean.”

 

“Sure, I'll try drinking it,” She said, smiling at the cuteness of the nurse.

 

“Wow, what did Dr. Knil say to you that got you so…obedient?”

 

“Nothing…I just realized something, that's all.”

 

“Alright, then, hold on.” She bent down to Malon, who couldn't move due to the straps, and held her in her arms. She uncorked the bottle and fed her the potion, which actually didn't taste as bad as the usual potion she had to take. “It's like feeding a baby, except you're bigger.” She giggled. “Well, bye. Have a nice rest.” She laid her down on her back and left the room.

 

Malon passed out again within seconds and didn't wake up until several hours later to a familiar nasty voice.

 

“Hey, babe. Nice to see ya.”

 

“Ivo? Is that you?” Malon asked, hoping that her fears wouldn't be confirmed.

 

“Hey, you recognized me! I thought that ultra-powerful knockout potion would make you even more fucked up in the head, especially after that major concussion you got.”

 

“Oh yes, the `concussion.'” She held in her snickering. Why was she taking this so well? This was so unlike her…

 

“Sorry to hear that, babe. I'll take real good care of ya when we get home. How'd you get that awesome horse by the way? Or do you not remember?” he chuckled.

 

“I don't remember.” She said, still trying her hardest not to laugh.

 

“Oh, that's too bad. Do you know where you are?” he asked these questions as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

 

“I don't know. And who are you again?” she liked playing this game, for some reason.

 

“I'm Ivo, remember, babe? I wonder just how bad your head got bashed.”

 

“Pretty bad, I think. I might not be able to go home this week. Or even the next. In fact, I might not go home for a whole year!”

 

“What?! Come on, babe! You have to remember something!”

 

“Who am I? Whoa, who are you?” she was having an even harder time holding in her snickering than before.

 

“Those doctors had better cure you soon, or I'll knock them upside the head. I want you home so we can fuck each other again. Do you even remember what `sex' is?”

 

“Um…I think so.”

 

“Good, because I'm going to fuck you harder than ever when you leave this place. I'm going to fuck you for all the days I didn't get to fuck my woman. How dare you, wandering off like that! I don't care if you are crazy, I'm going to keep you on a damn leash and whip you even if I have to keep you in one place.”

 

“Who are you again?” this time she let out a small giggle.

 

“Like I said, they'd better fix you real soon, or I'll-” he was cut off by Dr. Adlez, who had just entered the room.

 

“How many times have you taken that potion today, Malon?” she asked. “You need three a day.”

 

“Just what do these potions do?”

 

“They let your mind relax, and it's easier to have you behave.”

 

Could that be why Malon listened to Dr. Knil so readily? The potion made her…easy? Did it really alter her mind that much that it could turn her into a fearful whiner? Usually, when people hollered at her, she'd holler right back, especially if it was a softy like Dr. Knil.

 

“Hopefully, it'll help your concussion so you can be normal again.”

 

“Yes, Malon, I can't wait until your concussion goes away.” Ivo tittered.

 

“Excuse me? Who are you?”

 

“I'm this chick's husband, Ivo.”

 

“I see.” She replied, acting as if she didn't believe him. “Well, sir, visiting hours are over, and soon she will have to take another potion.”

 

“Can I feed it to her?”

 

“Absolutely not! You're not authorized to work with these kinds of dangerous potions!”

 

“Hmph, I'll just be going then. See you when you get home, Malon honey.” He walked away, sticking up his middle finger at Dr. Adlez when she wasn't looking.

 

“Nice catch ya got there. Forced marriage?” she asked.

 

“Uh…sure.” Malon didn't feel like explaining everything between her and Ivo. “Does that potion really make me…listen to reason?”

 

“Yes. That is probably why you were in such a good mood after Dr. Knil spoke with you. He got through to you because you listened.”

 

“Is it the reason I kissed him?”