Into deception

Stolen glances

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"What movie are we watching?" he falls onto the sofa with a sigh, I'm in the middle of both of them but I'm currently pressing myself a little too much into Max. I can't help it, after Max made the pizza I started to get some blankets out for the both of us to start the movie, but the second we got comfy Bane drops right next to us like it was the most normal thing to do.

"Ummm-" Max stares at me and I very careful give him a death stare "I" clearly Max is just as confused about this situation as I am.

"Hey guys are we watching a movie-oh hey Bane" Will and Ray stumble into the living room, Ray shoots me a small smile and I return it as best I can, my mind isn't really working at the moment.

"Uh- yeah we're watching something you guys wanna join? I made pizza"

"Yeah why not"

This time I don't mind the fact that others have crashed the little party that was meant for just me and Max because Will and Ray aren't just other people. So when they all huddle around the floor I take this moment to heart, except for Bane, Bane is outside that range by a long shot. Max starts the movie and I zone in. I actually love the divergent series it sort of reminds me of the life we live right now, except of course when people die in that world they don't actually die because someone behind the scenes yells "cut" and they all go home unharmed. Things like that don't happen here- he moves. He has spread his legs wide to the point where his knee has touched my own and the urge to both, cut his legs off and kill myself is real.

-Bane-

I touched her knee. It was such a small brush that I barely had any time to savor the feeling. It pissed her off though, I saw it, I saw the way her body tensed and the way she pulled away. I saw the way her pupils went wide, the way her jaw tightened and the way her chest fell a little too fast. I know her, I know all of her to an extent where you could wipe my memory clean and I'd still remember everything about her. I'm wired in a way that's just for her, I'm utterly useless for anyone and anything that isn't her.

Max chuckles at the tv screen above and I steal a glimpse of Mia, she smiles a little and I start wondering if she's smiling because of the movie or because of Max. I've never hated Max, not entirely as much as I started to when he came back, when I saw them at the bar together drinking and laughing. I hated how relaxed and at peace she looked with him, I hated him so much so that I nearly killed him right there. The reason I didn't was because she was happy, she was happy and that's what mattered the most over anything. I knew if I killed him there she would never have forgiven me but still the fact I didn't, the fact I  managed to walk away as another man was bringing her joy just shows how wrapped around her little fingers I truly am. I texted Will to take care of her after they were all done but the last thing I thought he would do was bring Mia back here. Himiko wasnt even supposed to be here today, she snuck in right before the sun took its peak and I woke up with her twisted around me wearing my shirt. I nearly killed two people in the span of 12 hours and honestly I wouldn't have felt bad, not even a little.

"You know, I never really understood how four stayed single for all those years" Will says making everyone laugh including Mia. I have to shift in my seat to fix the issue that has risen in a moment it shouldn't. But her voice, her fucking voice is a drug on its very own. The things it does to me- the things it HAS done to me is insane. She shifts and I freeze unable to move or swallow the rock lodged in my throat, her scent travels straight into my blood poisoning me in every way a poison would, except poison kills at the end but not this one. This one stays in my system forever; it never leaves no matter how much I try to get it out.

I look at her and she's already looking at me. I worry for a moment if she's okay, if something had happened while I was deep in my head but when I search every inch of her and find no issue I honestly freak out even more. I wonder if she read the thoughts that were drilling their way through my mind and I know it's insane but the way she's looking at me I can't help but feel like I'm right. I watch her softly in case she snaps out of it and looks away, I'm too scared to move, too scared this moment will come to an end and I'll have to wait another decade for something like this to ever happen. I trail my eyes over every feature I can, I look at her lips and pain shoots through me. I have to actually swallow it down to not wince from the intensity. I want her. I want her all the fucking time. She gets a text and it scares the hell out of her, she's equally both mortified and in pain for the fact she let herself get caught up with me.

I watch carefully as she reads the message and it only happened for a second where her eyes widen a little too much for my liking, I catch onto it and know that whatever it is isn't good. She stands up, whispers something to Max and he nods understandingly before returning to the movie. She on the other hand has the left the room, I feel out of place the second it happens. Truth is I don't like movies, I never really did but when she made me watch those movies in Paris I grew to not hate them entirely. But it was only for her and then I lost her and lost anything I've grown to love with her. It felt wrong trying to like things without her. So, I left it all in the dust. I stand up without warning and go to find wherever she has run off too, it doesn't take long to find her in the corridor, everything has begun to darken as the sun makes it's way around the world, the only thing lighting her up is the phone screen. She doesn't see me until I move closer, I didn't even make a single sound and yet she has moved away so fast I felt the wind move along with her.