Eyes

9. "What kind of twist?"

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"Hey." He smiles.

"Hey." I replied with confusion in my voice.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. You just look familiar. That's all." I shrug.

"Yeah, sorry for the mask."

"What mask? You're not wearing a mask."

"Yes, I do." He sadly smiles."

"No, you don't. I can see your face."

"Of course it's real." I laugh and stroke the back of my fingers against his cheek. "See? Real." I laughed again.

"No, it's not."

"Okay you're annoying me now. I can see and feel you. I' m pretty sure you're real."

"Sorry." He chuckled.

"So what's your name?" I ask.

"Ashton." He smiled.

"Nora." I replied and returned the smile.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I asked with the most confused face.

"you know."

"No I don't."

"You know what? No. I'm not sorry. You're the one who broke my heart! I gave you everything! I gave you hugs, I gave you kisses, I gave you presents, but most importantly.."He sighed and faced the ground. "I gave you my heart." He faced me again.

''I-I-"

"And you threw it away like it was a shit in Vodka bottle."

"W-wh-what are you talking about?"

"YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" He roared.

"I-I do-"

"GOD YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE!"

"Stop yelling at me. You're scaring me."

"You're telling me to stop?! Well guess what? I learn from the best."

"STOP! JUST STOP! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

"YOU'VE BE-"

"NO!" I screamed. "I don't know you." I whispered.

"Yes, you do."

"I-"

"It was you. It was all you. You, you, you and oh.. YOU." He said touching my chest with his index finger everytime he said that.

"It wasn't me!"

"JUST STOP LYING! HAVEN'T YOU LEARNED FROM YOUR MISTAKES YET?! GOD! THIS WAS A MISTAKE!"

"What do you mean? What was a mistake?"

"Coming here, to set the record straight, while you're the one who needs to visit me and apologize! Not me!" This time he didn't yelled at me like before, but his voice was still blaring through my ears. I don't know what to do. This poor boys' heart is broken into billions and billions of pieces and he's accusing me for breaking it. I would never break someone's heart. I wouldn't even try, but most importantly: I don't know him. He took a few steps towards me and grabbed my hand in his. I looked in his eyes and I saw that he was crying. I hate it when people cry. Why can't he smile. I liked his smile that he showed me before all of this drama.