The Moon Is Beautiful

Chapter 38

My mouth runs dry.

I'm not sure how to react. No, I can't react. His words has my entire body tensing, freezing in its spot. Instinctively, I take a step back, away from him. I don't really mean to react in this way, but it's an immediate reaction for me to act this way.

It would be an immediate reaction from anyone who has heard what I just did. I'm not sure if Sin has noticed how I moved away from him, even if it's just a little bit, as he shows no particular emotion on his face.

He's much harder to handle than Kaden, I realize, as if it wasn't already obvious to me.

"What...what do you mean?" I stammer, deciding to speak before my mind gets carried away with me. And that's dangerous. Who knows, what he really means by that statement could be something not as harsh as I am thinking of, or it could be something worse...

The thought that he means those words literally has me feeling the need to run away from him and hide, but I push that feeling deep down. I should give him the benefit of the doubt.

"You mean, did I really kill my parents?" he clarifies. "Not exactly, but what I did caused their death so I am in fact the reason for it."

I can't stop the breath of relief that escapes my lips at his words. Although, his sudden admission saddens me, because who knows how long his parents have been dead, and how long he's been blaming himself for it.

I have to hear the whole story to understand.

"Tell me," I say, taking a step forward. There's no need for me to be afraid anymore. "Tell me your story."

He hesitates, something foreign flashing in his eyes. I haven't seen Sin like this before, so hesitant and quiet. Usually, he's very brazen and says whatever he wants to without a care in the world.

This must be a very sensitive subject, even for him.

"Take your time. I will wait until you're ready." I reassure him, reaching out to touch my hand to his shoulder. He flinches under my touch, pain flashing in his eyes. I retract my hand, hesitating before letting it drop back to my side.

He doesn't respond, but screws the bottle cap closed and places it back into the refrigerator where it belongs.

"Drinking cold water isn't always good for you, you know that?" I lightly say, failing at my weak attempt to lighten the mood. Nothing I can say now will take away even a little bit of his pain, and even though I know that, I still want to try.

Because even though Sin has taken over, it feels as though it's actually still Kaden whom I'm speaking to, and not the brave Sin I've come to know, and this fact saddens me to the point that I just want to embrace him again, just like I did earlier, and stroke his pains away.

Sin walks back to the couch and takes a seat. I follow closely behind him, hesitating when I reach the couch. Does he still want me to be as far away from him as possible, or can I perhaps scoot a little closer to him?

As if he senses my hesitation, he speaks up, "Sit wherever you want. I won't push you away."

Releasing a breath of relief, I take a seat right next to him, merely inches between our bodies. I don't say anything, placing my hands in my lap as I wait for him to speak. I know that it might take a long while for him to be comfortable enough to tell me his story, but I can wait.

I'll wait all night here with him if need be.

But he seems to be ready much sooner than I initially expected, twisting his body to face mine. I do the same, so that we are sitting facing one another. I know that he can't see me, but at least this doesn't make things so impersonal.