Kiss My Threats

Chapter 07

His eyes raked Phil while the latter's gaze remained fixed on him, he gave off his anger through his eyes. He had always hated his first name, especially his full name. Sounds too childish. But I don't see anything childish there but it's okay, he still prefers everyone calling him 'Phil' but dad is always against him, everything about him, he lives and loves to provoke the living out of him and Phil dare not say anything.

"Cole, I think we should leave these two alone." Mom cooed which didn't stop the eye battle between the two of them, "sweetheart?"

Dad looks clearly pissed off but nodded to mom anyways even without agreeing with her.

"Phil, you okay?" I turned away from dad to face Phil, covering his fist and rubbing it slowly for him. His eyes were stilled to my dad's retreating figure who showed no concern.

"I'll never get used to this." Phil says something, his voice was almost too low. He finally grasped my palm into his as I led him to my room.

"How was training? Oh and your forehead, you should be lucky mom didn't see that-"

"She did." 

We both entered our room, a sigh of relief leaving my mouth when there was no trace of any threat note in sight. Phil walked over to my window and sat on it.

"I know you still are not treating it, keep forming a big boy while it forms a bump on your forehead. 50-50"

He laughs.

"I see nothing to treat there. Stop caring too much about it."

"Well I guess that's my fault that I'm caring about you." 

"Whoa. " He suddenly stood from my window and walked to me until we were just a few inches, barely apart. 

Sue me. My body didn't want that, it wanted more of that, for him to close the distance. His toxic eyes dug into my soul through my eyes with his veiny arms, wound around my hips thereby closing up the little space between us, our hot breath fanning against each other as his lips slowly lowered to where mine his. My eyes suddenly widened. Oh my God…. Is it happening? I stayed still to my ground not moving a muscle until my door suddenly flares opened, hitting the wall and making the unnecessary bang sound. I jumped backwards due to the impact, bringing me back to the universe. Phil quickly retreated his hand to his hair.

"Oh you can go back to it, it's nothing." Adonis voice reflects throughout my room, "not like you two haven't done worse than this before"

"There's something called knocking, Don." Phil muttered, pinching in between his brows. I badly wanted to scold Don for his acts but I was too embarrassed to utter any word, he would have kissed me if not for Adonis, that guy needs serious beating of his life.

"What do you want?" I finally asked him, unclenching my fist and slanting my head to the right for him to know I'm fed up with him and now he's grinning like he just made an achievement in his life. "Get out!"

"Right, I just noticed something was not right when I didn't see you both," he points his finger to the both of us, "leaving to your room so why not burst their bubbles." He cackles into the Adonis 'demonic' laughter, crossing his ankle over the other and resting his arm on my door.

 Phil sighed, marched over to him and grabbed his arm and muttered something into his ears before hitting his back. A genuine smile stretched to Don's face, almost too wide to be honest and I know Phil muxy have told him something because the Don I've spent sixteen years of my life with doesn't back down just like that, he's a hard nut to crack.

Donny sends me a wink before a smirk follows and yells out my name for no reason and runs out of my room. And just then….

Silence.

The space between me and Phil wasn't much and yet it felt like I was being choked, the tension between us was something I can't bear with and having him giving me goose rising stares back to back was the worst. I feel like the ground should just eat me up!

I badly want to hide my existence right now. Why is it when we were about to kiss that Adonis knew he was going to bring his big head which only made things awkward between I and Phil because we are the one that's good to suffer for that. I tried to move my feet which refused my action and remained glued to the ground even with Phil's weird stare making me feel quite uneasy. He really should stop doing that now.

I don't know if he's actually feeling embarrassed about what just happened but I guess as a guy, he doesn't really have to express his feelings.

A phone interrupted the silence and I'm certain it isn't mine but Phil's, I muttered 'thank God's as he nabbed it from his front pants pocket and looked back at me as if asking me if he should pick it up. 

His Adam's apple hit me again, it appeared so prominent and enticing as he bops whatever was in his throat.

"It's Hunter." He reported with his dry tone that showed he wasn't pleased in any way. Sure, he's hiding his emotions and feelings but his tone exposed him.

"Oh you should probably go meet him."

God…i sounded so desperate for him to leave which he must have also noticed.

A frown kissed his forehead as I felt the intense squeeze in my chest due to his sudden expression. He nodded his head before he spun and walked out. Just like that. Without any 'goodbye, Vi '. Just nothing. Not even a hug which is more painful than a padlock falling on your feet.

I slapped my forehead for my stupidity, he's going to think I like and support the way we didn't kiss. Which I don't… I just felt embarrassed and uncomfortable under his stares.

Since I have nothing fun to do anymore, he was supposed to spend the day with me like he always did, but not every day is Christmas. I got back to my bed, squeezed my pillows in frustration like it was my fault. Well it was because it sucks, everything sucks

Back then, when Faith was still alive, she was always here with me, talking about her future plans, food, boys, her and Adonis teasing and pranking me with Phil. The memories are killing…

I bet I didn't shed any tears.

If I was going to move on, then the tears are just going to bring me backwards, ruin my walls.

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