"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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5 DAYS LATER
"Where are we going?" I ask tilting my head to look at him. Our hands are intertwined with each other like that night in the hospital. He is wearing a black leather jacket with wash blue jeans even in this simple attire, he is looking extremely attractive.
"It's a surprise," he says grinning and squeezing my hand. That's what he has been telling me, since the day he was discharged. Seeing him back to life, smiling, living his life, being himself makes my heart sprout back to it's red color again.
It feels like I have returned from death. Everyone has left Paris, we are about to start school soon together. The thought makes my stomach giddy. All these years, I have been all alone but now I have him by my side, I have a shoulder to cry on, I have another piece of me.
We are one soul in two bodies
"Now, I need you to close your eyes," he explains staring right at me. I instantly blush, it's not the sentence but the way he stares at me, making my stomach flip.
I nod in answer. I trust him with my life. Yeah, the Avery who was all alone would tell me to run away because he is up to something but the Avery now won't let me, ever. She knows who he really is. It would be a nightmare if I needed to turn my back on him.
I close my eyes shut. My nose gets blessed by his cologne, I can feel his warm energy radiating from his body. A soft cloth touches my eyes, that I know is used to blindfold me.
My heart is beating wildly in my heart. I am too anxious to find out the surprise. The door of my side opens, as the cold wind gusts pasts my face.
I am still standing blindfolded. I don't know what's happening around. I no longer feel his arms around me, and that makes me nervous. After what happened back, I can't imagine losing him even for a second. Yeah, you would think I am going insane but when you have lost everyone. You would ache for the last person to stay forever. You would do anything to make them stay.
The cold wind is blowing my hair, like a blind person I keep striding further.
