7 Ways To Love You

Chapter 7

 Reese's pov-

When he didn't I spoke up, " What're you doing?" I asked, moving further away from him.

" Well, your room doesn't have heat and we only have one heater, so I'm improvising. I also don't trust you to be by yourself, I know you didn't actually call anyone and I can't have you killing yourself in here. Soooo, until I think you're not a danger to yourself, you've got yourself a new roommate." he explained as he crawled under my blankets and spread them over the two of us.

He's very blunt, I'm not sure how I feel about that. Part of me hates it, the other part appreciates the honesty. I don't know why he has the sudden interest in my well being. I can't tell if it's because he simply feels bad for me or he's genuinely worried. Who the fuck am I kidding, he doesn't give a fuck. He's just trying to do the right thing.

I took a deep breath, " Please get out." I said. I really didn't have it in me to argue with him. I'm tired.

" Nope." he said, popping the p and grinning at me.

I rolled my eyes before shooting him a glare. A genuine look of surprise took over his features, " What?" I asked confused. " I- I've just never seen you express any sort of emotion before." he stammered.

" I'm not going to do anything, I've been in here by myself for four days and I haven't done anything. Not to mention the walls are paper thin and I don't have a door, if I did do something, you'd know." I reasoned with him but he responded by snuggling into the blankets.

I let out a quiet sigh, unsure of what I should do. Normally I'd just drag him out but I truly just don't have it in me. I could alway just go to sleep in his room, but I feel like that's weird. I don't feel comfortable sleeping in his bed. God knows when he last washed his sheets and blankets. I don't think I'd be able to get myself to sleep in someone else's bed if I tried. You just never know what they were doing or how clean it really is.

I could sleep on the floor again. My back was already aching so why not. I climbed out of the bed and walked back over to the corner I've spent the past four days in. I sat down on the floor and rested my head against the wall. " Ooohhh, slumber party on the floor!" he said, picking up the blankets off the bed and tossing them on the floor. He started making a makeshift bed on the floor and laid down next to me, but not before draping a blanket over me.

" Why're you doing this?" I asked, trying to keep the annoyance I was feeling out of my voice.

" Look, I don't know you and you don't know me. But what I do know is that your little suicidal ass is not dying on my watch. I don't know your story, I don't know what you've got going on but I know that I won't let you die over it." he said determinedly, staring me down.

" I'm not suicidal." I mumbled, sliding down until I was laying on my back.

" Bull shit." he retorted. I rolled my eyes and rolled over.

I laid there for about an hour and a half. I waited till he was asleep before quietly getting up, careful not to wake Seven. I quietly slipped out of the room and made my way to the wall. I'm not going to do anything bad, I just need to get out of that room. I didn't mean to do what I did last time, I just had a moment of weakness. It's weird to think I was so close to death. If Seven hadn't seen me I'd be dead. At first I wondered how he even knew I was out there but came to the conclusion he must've seen me jump the wall. He probably knew about this place long before I did.

I walked into the lake until I was deep enough to float. I don't know what it is, I just feel so peaceful out here. You'd think I'd feel uncomfortable here, I mean, I nearly died but I feel nothing but relaxed. As I was floating around I realized I had once again forgotten to take my clothes off. I swear, I'm just not with it these days.