Him |Zarry|

29.

I was staring at the door with my clouded eyes wishing he'd come back to me. I let my tear down the cheek.

I wiped my tears, I'm done crying now. I looked around, I see a big window with a perfect view of huge buildings, city lights. Never been a fan of it but right I find solace in city lights. The lights were dimmer, it's past midnight.

What is the time right now? I have no fucking idea what had happened after getting into the car. Maybe cause like whenever I'm with him, I just loose control of myself.

I turned at the table, trying to pick my phone, it was little afar from my hands reach. I moved lil bit, ignoring all the pain and stiffness in my body.

"Ahhhhh", but I picked up somehow, even more scratches, dad will definitely throw me out after seeing the condition of my phone. It was in my back pocket when Jeff threw me on the ground.

I closed my eyes, don't wanna think about it. I turned it on, hoping no texts from dad, hoping he's sleeping peacefully and not thinking bout me.

There were few texts from Lou and El, I'm too tired to read right now, college mails for assignments. I remembered the project for Finance and other subjects too. What the hell I'm even doing.

Scrolling down insta, double tapping shit. I wanted to sleep, my body was tired af, but I don't even know why couldn't I sleep.

"I thought you'd be asleep by now" His cold voice, he was standing near the door leaning over the side wall. Still so far.

"Hmm, I-- just" I gulped down, he's so intimidating. I looked somewhere else.

"Couldn't sleep?" He raised his eyebrow and took a sip from the glass.

"Yeah"

"Thought so" He started coming near the bed, "anyway here's pain killer" He handed me the medicine.

"Take it, it will lower your pain"
I nodded simply.

I took the water and gulped down the medicine. It hurted my neck tho cause Mark tried to choke me. I squinted my eyes, lowering my head.

"Wanna have this" I looked up, he was offering me his drink.

"Whiskey" He raised his eyebrow, what kind of fucktard offers whiskey after pain killers.

"I- I don't feel like drinking right now" I denied, but why do I feel so guilty, that's been the first time I denied him.

"Okayay" He shrugged and took a sip of the drink.

"Why youh still awake" I asked him. He was looking outside the window, admiring the view. The view that gave me chills but he was gazing at it like he found his solace.

He looked back at me, I looked somewhere else, didn't wanna let him know that I was staring at him.

"It's okay, I don't mind you staring at me" He smirked.

"Youh didn't answer my question"

"I couldn't sleep either" He took a pause, circling the brim of the glass. He looked at me
"Was thinking bout you"

I widened my eye brows, hadn't expected he'd say this.
"Ummm, what? "

He came near to the bed, cupping my face, he pushed back my hair, stroking it. I closed my eyes, feeling his touch.

"You look better when your hair pushed back, your face look much brighter"

He took another sip of his drink, he was about to go away, but I held his hand. He looked back, first at the hands then at me.