Silent Intentions

Chapter 11

I entered the room that I had left Sam and Chelsea in. They were still asleep which allowed me to breathe a sigh of relief. Chad and I had had a moment where nothing mattered and we wanted to just get some rest. It was me and him alone together. Hands interwind, we crawled onto the mattress and pulled the blanket over our heads. I was tired and Chad obviously was too, judging by the way his eyes were slowly closing then ripping open when they lids touched.
He's not dead. He was dead though. But then again, I was tripping so I wouldn't know. All I knew was that he was holding tight to me and I was on cloud nine knowing that he was alive. Chad was alive and hopefully well. He was also more attractive to me now that I realized my feelings for him were real and I wasn't just crazy, risking life for a boy; an almost emotionless boy. He only showed emotion towards me and anger towards his enemies. I wanted to help him feel like he didn't have to put so much effort and pain into protecting into me.

I found myself leaning towards his lips. He was leaning in with his hands holding both of the sides of my face up. The only thing that was wrong about the situation was that our lips never got to touch. A scream rang through the building. Damn! I was upset about the whole not being able to finish what we started, but furious at the thought that someone was in pain or frightened because of me. I am the reason people are in pain and I am the only one who can stop it.

"Go to sleep," I whispered softly and mixed in a sigh. "But you are alive and I don't want to let you out of my sight again." He whispered back to me with a small amount of force.

What is that supposed to mean?

I just squeezed his hand. "Sleep.Now." The reaction that I got was all new. A gorgeous smile and a peck on the cheek. It was a wonderful feeling. I honestly think that the butterflies I had in my stomach were trying to kill me. I shut my eyes and cuddled close to Chad. I wanted to stay in his arms forever. That though, was just a foolish fantasy. A fantasy that would end painfully. I love these people I have met but I can't keep everyone alive, let alone safe and unharmed.

The happy feeling I had just experienced from being with Chad blew up in a fiery explosion. I no longer wanted to be in his arms and the butterflies had become murderous and eaten their way through my stomach. I can't fall in love with this boy.

I woke up still in Chads arms and safe. He knows how to keep me safe but it is a whole different story when it comes to me protecting him. Stop it! I mentally screamed. I ruin the moment for myself.

Chelsea was stretching on the other side of the room. Her smile was gone. The sarcastic,exciting,happy, and fun girl inside her was gone. Her expression was blank as she put her arms down. She didn't know I was watching her,that's why. She was putting on an act for everyone. Her face showed that she had felt like this for a while. The only emotion I saw from her was when she glanced down at Sam who was sleeping. She put on a weak smile and kissed his forehead. Then my heart broke when she spoke. "I don't want to live anymore. Though," a tear streamed down her face "I won't leave you, so don't leave me." She'd been broken.

Why is she fighting her own emotions? Why would she go on with the act if she knew it was tearing her down?

I sat up, acting as if I was half asleep even though I was wide awake. "Good morning!" Chelsea's smile was wider than ever and she looked and sounded like the happiest person on earth. Part of me wanted us to sob in each other's arms and lie saying everything will be okay and the other part wants to walk up to her and slap that fake smile off her face. Then again, that would make it worse.

"Morning." Was all I could manage to say. I knew that she knew I could see right through her. That didn't stop her though. "G'mornin, babe." Sam slowly sat up, pecking Chelsea on the cheek. Then as planned, that peck somehow led to their tongues down each other's throats. Chad sat up next to me. "Good morning beauti-" Chad stopped talking and looked over to Chelsea and Sam. "ful." He finished putting his arm around my waist. I wanted to push him off but I couldn't. The moment was perfect. Like, it felt as if a few teenagers had a sleepover and woke up after staying up all night. Normal. That's the word.