Beyond our eyes | COMPLETED

Broken minds make the worst decisions

It's been a week since that incident.
Rocco and I haven't been too close but it didn't look too weird. I bet this is exactly what he wants.
Although sometimes we look at each other with longing eyes, we always maintained distance.

I missed him.
I miss our movie nights, i miss sleeping with his hands wrapped around me but I'm not going to crack or force myself on him.

What made controlling myself even harder was the fact that i had to see him every bloody day.
I'd avoid eating in the dining table with him, being in the room with him except if i wanted to sleep and i even discovered something.

I think the one and a half rule doesn't apply sometimes. I mean i think it goes on and off.
I'm not one to be testing things like this cause it's actually dangerous and people might get hurt, just like Jessica but i went to the garage and outside the house without Rocco few days ago and nothing bad happened.

Today, we were going to visit Rocco's saloon and i planned on testing it.
The good news is that, one, nobody would be hurt and we wouldn't have to stay together 24/7 which means i might be able to go to my house. I'd get the space i need to get over him.
The bad news is that I won't be seeing Rocco as often as i do now.
I know, i just complained about seeing him everyday but I secretly liked it.
But at least, it would help me get my mind off of him.

I came from the room wearing a simple jeans and crop top. Simple and beautiful.
"You look nice" Rocco complimented "yea, my body does magic" I retorted proudly then walked passed him. He shook his head with a smile, following me.

As i walked passed him, i felt his gaze on my ass which made me roll my eyes. This is what they mean when they say boys will be boys.
We got in the car and he started driving to his workplace. I drum had no idea where it was because Rocco never mentioned and i never bothered to ask.

We arrived there in exactly fifteen minutes.
It was the mall we stopped at before going to the asylum. The mall Rocco stopped at to see his uncle.

"I didn't know it was here" I muttered
"Huh?" Rocco asked and i shook my head, coming down from the car.
"Cmon, what did you say?" He asked again, catching up to me as he locked his car.

"Nothing, leave it" i said, continuing to walk.
"You can't keep on doing this?" He said shaking his head and i furrowed my brows "doing what?, it's not important Rocco, leave it" i said irritatedly

"Its not that, it's you avoiding me, you can't keep doing it" he said as we continued walking
I laughed humorlessly "I'm not avoiding you, that's impossible considering the fact that i see you everyday, i live with you" i said in a matter of fact tone.
He followed a different route from the one we used to get to his Uncle's shop.

"You know what I mean Dinah" he stated and I stopped walking "isn't this what you want? You complain about everything i do, nothing is good enough for you. It's even more annoying because you're sounding like you don't know what you want" i said
People that passed looked at us weirdly, wondering what was happening. They looked inquisitive but it's a good thing I'm not shouting.

"Let me make that decision for you, i need space.
In fact, I've been meaning to tell you, the being close to each other rule is kind of broken, I'm going home" i said and he looked at me wide eyed.

After a few moments of him not saying anything, for some reason, i began to feel guilty.
I didn't let it eat me up though, instead i walked passed him and continued walking. I didn't know where i was going but when i had walked a few meters, i turned around to check if he was following me only to see him standing where i left.

I put my hand on my hip, waiting for him to regain stability and come lead the way.
Eventually, he did and he led me to a saloon that had a beautiful cursive "Voorpret Hair" on the front.