I trust you

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I ran to my spot earlier than expected. Work today was.. Wrong.. I ran away after what he did. I lost another one that I cared for.. This time. It was permanent. I sat on the ground, resting my back on the seat of the bench. I let my mind go blank staring at my blood soaked sleeves.. I couldn't hold it anymore. I cried. I have never cried this much ever since Ma died. I hid my face like a child and cried.

I could hear him walking up. He spoke to me but it was all mumbled to me. I didn't even look up. I continued to stare at the spot on the ground my eyes focused on.

"Hey! You're here early? Dude you alright?? Pyro!"

I wanted to say something but couldn't. I wanted to tell him what happened. I wanted to yell. But I just sat and stared.

"Pyro, please say something. A sound? Anything?"

I felt that the man touched my nose. I guess he was checking if I was breathing. Or to get me out of my state. I heard him say something about my face. All I got out of his mumbling was the word "red." Did the blood on my sleeves stain my face? Or was he talking about my Orange Hoodie stained that colour.

"Je suis désolé mon ami."

"That's better than nothing."

"Je suis désolé..." All I could spit out was I'm sorry.

"I wish I could understand you."

The man sat next to me. I could hear the worry in his voice. We soon just sat there in silence. It was broken as soon as it started by his fingers tapping the ground. The sound was loud. I started to hyperventilate. I started to cry again.. I yelled. I let everything out of me in that small moment. It startled my friend. He looked at me like he was scared. I realized I switched when my hair fell in my face. I hated this.. If my mental state ever gets this bad I can't keep shape. Another downside to my life..

"Woah! You- ... Hey. It's alright."

I laid my head on his lap without knowing I did. It was a common motion when I cried beside a person. I'd always fall to the side. Person or not. Head hit the ground. I'd cry more.

"Hey! Off! Ugh.. Just warn me next time you do that! Are you alright though?"

"No."

"What happened today?"

"She died.."

"Who died?"

"Berry.."

"Who is that?"

"A sweet little girl that followed me.. I told her to stay home. Ghost killed her.."

"Was there a reason?"

"No.. I don't know.. He saw her with me and threatened me to do something I didn't want to do.. He held a knife to throat. I yelled at him not to. He went for her face, cut her cheek.. Then her shoulders.. He sliced her neck open... Her sweet face soon turned pale.. I tried to hold in as much blood as I could.. She smiled at me for the last time and closed her eyes.. I ran to give her to Moon.. Sadly her scars will be there forever.. But she's in a good place."

"I'm sorry this happened, Pyro."

"I ran here and balled my eyes out.."

"As you should. No reason to keep it all in."

"You sound like Ma. Heh.. I'm sorry I scared you."

"Don't be. You feel better right?"

"A little.."

"Better than nothing."

I started crying again. God how I hated crying. It made me look weak. I hated looking weak. I felt Crinsoth touch my head. He started patting my head? Whatever he was doing it was working.

"It's gonna be alright. I understand how it feels to lose ones that are close.."

"I've lost so many.. I've seen smiling faces turn into ashes several times.."

"Same.."

"Hey. We have somethin in common already!"

"A very sad similarity."

"I've seen it so many times. It's become a common life thing. I can't die but all the ones I love can and will. Don't say you wish you could be immortal, it's not fun."

"I bet."

"Can I tell you something?"

"What is it?"

"I oddly feel safe in your lap or just near you. I mean if someone came to kill you I'd be the one to kill them first heheh."

"Ah. Alright then."

"I can spend hours with you and just all the worries go away. We just met but I can trust you right?"

"Can I trust you?"

"I can't make any promises."

"I'll take that as a Yes."

"Alright." I yawn and close my eyes for a bit.

"Don't you dare fall asleep on me."

"I won't old man. Just resting my eyes. They hurt.."

"Good"

..........

"Pyro? Pyro, it's been five minutes and you haven't said a word."

I did end up falling asleep. I didn't mean to. It's just hard not to. I close my eyes and I'm off to sleep already. I sleep alot but at the same time I don't. It's complicated. I'm in a constant state of worry. A worry that something bad is going to happen. So when I am "Sleeping" I'm also aware of everything around me, all the sounds and smells. But when I do actually sleep. I dream. Those dreams are normally nightmares.

"Ugh.. Fine. Don't sleep long. I still have to go to my house and so do you. I would just get up myself. But another part of me wants to stay with you until you awake. You did say you'd protect me.. Might as well do the same for you."

..........

For a while I didn't feel anything. His hand was still. He'd stop messing with my hair. Had he fallen asleep too? Or just staring? Bad part is he was a skeleton too. I can't feel his breathing. He hasn't spoken either. He probably fell asleep.

..........

"Pyro. You've slept long enough. Get up. It's three and I heard that there's a search at this time. What's that?"

I felt the man move. He patted my head. I was grateful for that. Normally people would whack me. I sit up and rub my eyes. "Wait, you said it was three? It's 3 am.. Fuck." I get up and stretch. "Not in your area I presume. But in my town. Human police will try to catch us. It's just a way of saying that if they catch us doing something "bad" they'll have a real reason to kill us. One. Because of me. Two. Just because we look different they call us "beasts' ' We're civil I promise. My town is beautiful. They don't see it that way. I'll have to stay with you till four. Is that okay?"

"I don't know. No ones really supposed to know where I live except-"

"Great! Let's go."

"Pyro no. It's not that I don't trust you or anything. I just don't want you coming with me. I'm sorry. Can I walk alone? I'm constantly monitored and I just want a brief moment of alone time okay?"

"Alright."

"I hope you get home safe."

"I will. Bonne nuit mon ami."

"Wait. What does that mean?"

I already ran off to hide somewhere till four am.

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