𝖯𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

chapter six | rain

chapter six | rain

Nevaeh Stolly

Horror movies should scare you, right?

So why did I cry at two of the "fear street" movies?

Why?

Don't ask me. I am not ready yet to answer that question.

I notice that none of my colleagues is crying. What is wrong with them? Do they have feelings?

"I hope you enjoyed these movies. You can leave your opinion in the box on the table," says our director and points a finger at the table next to the entrance door. "You are free to leave."

Everyone gets up and so do we.

"I want to put my opinion," I announce to my friends and I can hear Zaiah sigh.

I write in uppercase letters "Ziggy, Cindy, Sarah, and Hannah deserve better!!!!" I put the paper in the box but when I turned back I almost hit Zaiah.

"You really cried, Neve?" he asks.

"Yes, I cried. In my defence, the film was very sad." I explain and nod to him to seem much more convincing.

He smiles weakly and begins to wipe away my tears with his thumb.

I look at him and see how focused he is to wipe my tears as quickly as possible so that it doesn't dry out on my face.

I think this is the first time I've noticed how beautiful he is.

Not hot, not cute, not handsome.

Beautiful.

His face is perfectly sculpted, his hair soft, and his skin is covered in tattoos. All this was combined with a great touch of the Greek gods. Eyebrows that are not thought out would look ugly but on him, they look like they are perfect and no change is needed.

"Neve?"

I shake my head when I realize I'm starting to stare at him. "Why didn't you answer the first time I called you, Nevaeh?" Zaiah asked me and folded his hands across his chest. A silly smile covers his face and he realizes that I was staring at him.

I try to come up with an answer but my mind gets stuck. That's what happens when someone puts pressure on me. Zaiah was still waiting for an answer. "Because she was thinking about what gift to buy me. It's my birthday soon, so." Tamara comes up with an answer to his question and I breathe a sigh of relief. I turn to her and I smile at her. Tam returns my gesture.

"Mhm." That's all Zaiah says after he heads out. We follow him and I stop for a while to get in the same direction as Tamara. "Thank you for saving me," I whisper to her.

The weather is cold and I think it will rain soon.

"Not a problem. But you have to tell me why you were staring at him."

I'm a terrible liar. So I tell her the truth. "Well, you have to admit, Zaiah is beautiful. I admired his features and I was lost in thought. That's all."

"I can't argue with you about that, sis."

"Aren't you together with his brother?" I ask confused. It's normal when you are in a relationship to consider someone — especially your boyfriend's brother — beautiful?

"Exactly." Tamara won't let me answer because she's going to Carl.

I shake my head and run a little to catch up.

I get close to Zaiah and decide to jump on his back. He becomes a little unbalanced but does not fall. Fortunately.

"You know we could fall, right?"