Never Letting Go

All Is Confusion

We sit next to each other in silence until I decide to climb further up the tree, “What are you doing Darci?”

“Giving you space.” I stare at him straight faced, talking with complete seriousness. He raises his eyebrows questioningly, “Why did you think I need space?” he climbs up the tree behind me so I move up higher, moving away from him.

“You’re confused; when you’re confused you like to have space. I know you Kyle.”  I’m almost at the top of the tree and Kyle is only a few branches behind me.

He’s now at eye level, standing on the branch below me, “This isn’t the same type of confusion, it’s my emotions messing with me head.” He shakes his head, like he’s trying to get rid of undesirable thoughts. I hold onto his hand and smile, “Don’t tell me what it is about but I’m here anyway.”

Kyle’s P.O.V

Even in this freezing weather, Darci’s hand is warm and her lips are graced with a supportive smile.

The sky opens up above us, the leaves providing us with a small amount of protection. The rain falls between the leaves and drenches us, our hair stuck to the sides of her face and somehow she’s still sitting in this tree with me, smiling so much her cheeks should start hurting soon.

I want to tell her everything, right now but I could destroy this. If I say something I could never have a moment like this with her again and I’m not sure I want to risk this. Not yet anyway.

“Come on, you’re going to catch a cold.” I attempt to get her out of the tree.

“You know I never get sick, but there’s really no point in staying in the tree.” She climbs down after me taking extra caution because of the wet limbs.

We run back to the house, kicking up mud every time we pick our feet up off the ground. Darci and I find shelter under the little veranda by the laundry door; we scrap at the mud that has stuck its self to our shoes.

 Darci lifts her hand and wipes the mud from her shoes across my face, “This is war.” I pull her down to the ground, making her sit in mud and water but unfortunately she drags me down with her. After rolling around in the mud for a while, Darci decides it’s time to get out the hose to try and get some of the grime off.

Darci and I stand outside the kitchen door, pawing at the glass with our dirty hands. “Tess! Can you let me in? Kyle can stay outside if you want.” She smirks.

Mum opens the door to the both of us. Now it’s a race to get to the shower first.

We try and squish through the door at the same time, fighting for the claims of the bathroom like a pair of five year olds fighting over a toy truck. “Kyle, I will win this.” Darci huffs, I’m a little bit afraid because I know it’s possible, I might be stronger but she has her ways of winning.

I pick her up and put her out in the hallway and surprisingly she doesn’t fight it. A big wave of happiness and success comes over me, now time to enjoy my well-deserved shower.

“That was surprisingly easy to win” I mutter to myself, “Why was it so easy?” I jump out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist and run to my room to see Darci lying on my bed in her soaking wet clothes, making all my sheets and blankets wet as well.

“Now Kyle, I thought Tess told you to not bring the towels into the bedrooms?” I drop my head to the floor and walk back to the bathroom, might as well finish my shower.

Darci P.O.V

I hear the water shut of and feet pound down the hallway, running towards the room. I smile, so he’s figured it out I think to myself. “Now Kyle, I thought Tess told you not to bring the towels in the bedrooms?” he turns and leaves in defeat.

After a while the water shuts off again, so I walk up the hallway and claim the bathroom once Kyle walks out of it. The water pounds down on my skin like hot needles being dropped from the sky, my muscles slowly relax and thaw. I attack my hair with shampoo, washing out the mud that Kyle massaged into it. I change into my loose grey three quarter pants and my old blue t-shirt; I rub down my hair with the towel making it look like I have massive dreadlocks.

I wander into Kyle’s room, attacking my hair furiously with a hairbrush. I watch him strip his bed and then replace them with fresh sheets, he looks up and stares at me so I stare at him back, confused to why he is giving me that look.

He shakes his head, trying to get rid of a thought. He climbs on to his freshly made bed and I go lay beside him, “What’s wrong?  You keep shaking your head like that, have I done something? I didn’t mean to upset you when I was lying all over your bed.” I blabber on until Kyle’s hand covers my mouth. “It’s not something you can change or do anything about so calm down, I’m fine.”

“If I haven’t done anything then why did you say it has everything to do with me when we were up in the tree?” I stare into his hazel eyes, seeking the truth. If you were just to look or even glance you wouldn’t notice a thing was wrong, he was just a normal twenty year old guy but I know something is hiding there, he’s lying about something.

“Seriously Darci, nothing is wrong.” He tries to persuade me. I frown and cover my face with the blanket. “Stop lying to me, I know you like the back of my hand and I can tell when you aren’t saying the whole truth. Don’t tell me what is wrong if you don’t want to but don’t even try telling me nothing is wrong.” I sit under the blankets, sulking like a small child not getting my way.

Kyle sighs in frustration and lies back down on the bed, “Fine, something is wrong but it’s my fault and it has everything to do with you.” He blurts out. I feel bad for forcing it out of him but I didn’t want him lying to me when he wanted to calm me down, it won’t work.

I wrap the blanket around my face, looking almost like a Muslim girl. I lay back down next to him, unsure about what I should say so I settle for silence.

My eyelids start to droop, I try and stay awake but when I hear Kyle’s soft snores nothing was holding me back from the land of nod.

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Sorry that these chapters are so short. I'm working on writing longer ones :)