"Why are you so concerned?", I throw the question at him out of frustration
"Because I can't bear the thought of anything happening to you".
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In the midst of her meticulously controlled life and unwavering pursuit of Ivy League...
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I directly don't go back to my room, being alone, will only haunt me with my thoughts. Washing my face, I make my way back to the foyer. The ocean of people has sunk by now.
My footsteps halt when I peek behind to see someone wincing, Eric is limping with Cray beside him. He still hasn't clean his wounds, seeing him like this I want to run up to him and clean them up, more tears stream down my face & muffling my mouth I walk away.
It pains to see him like this because of me, I ruined everything for him. I wish I wouldn't have just given up myself on him, then things wouldn't have been this intense between us.
That's why I didn't want him to be my friend, cause with me comes trouble & I would never want harm to come to someone so cheerful, who can light up the room in an instant.
Yet, I can no longer trust him. I hate him, I hate him with my heart & soul
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The night has fallen, the cold wind gusts past my skin, shivering I pull my hood over my head. I am walking on the pedestal as the cars pass by. The urge to be here has dug its paws in my heart. I don't want to go back to my room, living there suffocates me now.
The car stops beside me, I jerk in shock as I see a drunk man approaching me. "Someone help" I yell pushing him away, but he still has his hood over his head, covering his eyes he is reeking alcohol.
God this is far worst than being suffocated in my room
"God -" before I could shout more, he covers my mouth with his fingers. I recognize his touch, my heart beats wildly, while the whole jungle book runs in my stomach.
"shsh" he mutters throwing back his hood. I stare at him, his face has evolved paler than it was before, and instead of those Amber eyes, I stare at red bloodshot eyes. His breath fans my skin, without knowing what I am doing, I trace his lips with my fingers then rubbing circles on his other bruises, he winces that I pull my hand away.
My mind fluctuates the bulb of sense, reversing all his words back & forth. I stumble back moving backward, he stops me again by clutching my wrist, "stay" he almost begs with his voice hoarse turning around I stop for a while, " I can't Eric - I can't, I have no right to" I whisper cause I am scared someone is going to hear us, I don't want more breaking news.
