Sweethearts (MaleReader x K/DA Ahri)

Chapter 5

I blankly stare into the bowl of cereal on the table, spinning my spoon around in the bowl, Trace hasn't said a thing yet but her gaze is fixated on me. I lost my appetite the moment I woke up, I only climbed out of bed to make sure she gets to school as if she needed me to do that.

"So... you going to let me know what happened?"

I give her a weak smile, leaning back into the chair I drop my spoon in the bowl, "You can't tell from my mood alone?"

She stares at me, observing my expression, "You look dead on the inside."

I then burst into laughter, "Don't say such things. I am just upset-"

She tilts her head, still keeping her stoic expression, "Really? Only upset?" she leans closer, "Look at yourself, you look worse than dad."

I lower my gaze from her, "Guess all that is left is to bite the bullet huh?"

Her tone trembles with anger, "Did you really come all this way to get your heart broken again, to claim that you are here for your sister only just to give up on everything?"

"I was just-"

"Bullshit," she sighs, visibly trying to calm herself down, "I don't know how it feels. Honestly, I wish I could sympathize with you but I can't. All I can give you is the reality of the situation and the reality is, right now you are the person you hated the most."

She then continues, "Listen, brother. If how you are feeling... if it is nearly as bad as how I felt when mom died, then I am sorry that it didn't work out between the two of you. To the end, she meant the world to you but I guess you realized it a little bit too late."

"I didn't know she meant so much to me..." that's a lie. I always knew how much, I was just pretending hoping that I can trick my own feelings.

She lifts herself from her chair, standing next to me she rests her hands around my neck pulling me into her embrace, "It is time to let go. Cry if you need to, vent to me if that will help. Dad died a long time ago, his body only recently caught up... so please... just hold on, I am not going to lose you for the exact same reason."

I laugh, as I wrap my arms around her middle, "Huh, when did you become this mature?"

She laughs, pulling me closer, "I wasn't left much choice after all," she then lets go of me, "Promise me, that if you feel down or upset you come to me and try to stay away from her and her friends until you have settled things with your heart," she kisses the top of my head, "I won't tell you what to do, because honestly, I don't know what would be better."

I nod, "Can't expect you to have all the answers now can I?" I laugh, already feeling better about myself, "Then I will try my best to follow your advice."

She nods, "Sorry. It was a pretty low blow to disrespect the dead like that."

I shake my head, "It's okay. If anything it helped."

"Good," she then leaves my side, grabbing her stuff she then suggests, "Do you have an idea on what to do?"

"Yeah," I rub my nose, "I guess you can say that I do."

"Then... don't do anything too drastic," she throws her backpack over her shoulder, "I am heading out so I will see you a bit later."

"Enjoy your day..." she closes the door behind her with a smile, "Trace."

No matter how I look at it, I should give myself props for even showing my face after all these years. If I didn't it would have been a regret looming over my shoulders that might've been enough to swing everything out of control. At least I have certainty.

Lifting myself out of the chair, I drag my feet across the floor towards the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water to invigorate my senses.

The matter of the fact is... to prevent that the same thing doesn't happen to me now is to move on. I have to put it behind me and move on. It would be better for both of us. Maybe in time... these neglected wounds can be healed through time and just maybe, we can be friends again.

Drying my face with a towel I step outside of the bathroom, as I look for my phone it starts to ring. Picking it up I look at the caller ID, chuckling at myself, how convenient.

"Alex? What is up?"

"Hey-hey, you wanna meet up later?" I hear him slurp something over the phone, making me wince, "I don't have work for today so I might as well spend some time catching up."

"Sure, where do you want to meet?"

"Hmmm, no clue. I think I'd rather swing by and let you give me the house tour."

I laugh, "You sure? Would you rather not go out and have that drink?"

"You know, it is never too early to start drinking," he chuckles, "Besides most places will be closed this early so we should keep busy until then."

Rolling my shoulders, I stretch my arms as I hold the phone against my ear and shoulder, "Sure. Looks like the house tour is going to have to keep us busy in the meantime."

"Be over in a few, just need to make a quick stop," he then asks, "Are you okay? I noticed you talked to Ahri and Evie last night and you weren't wearing a happy face."

I smile to myself, "Guess hiding it won't help, I don't really feel like talking about it but... it would be for the best if I stayed away from the two of them."

"What?! Are you sure? I mean you two looked so good together..." he then stops, "Are you really sure this is what you want to do? I understand but- "

"It is for the best. I should keep away from her, from both of them."

"Alright. I will see you in a bit okay?" he then cuts the call before I could answer.

It is for the best huh? I don't even sound so sure about it myself.

Finishing up building my new morning routine, which will break the moment I go to work tonight and come back home around 5 in the morning. 

The thought of having to work so late is already demotivating me more than I thought would be possible, but on the other hand, it is something I wanted to do for quite a long time. Working in a nightclub, this isn't just a normal club either.

Trinity. It has been around since forever. They did say they recently got a new owner, I wonder who has the money to just buy the entire building where the richest of the rich go to.