Chapter 20. - The Second Warning Sign

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!This chapter contains heavy description of what an autistic meltdown can look like!

Presence - Tuva's POV:

I was lying in bed, starring up at the celling. Bojan was lying next to me with his back facing me. His skin looked so smooth and soft. I wanted to run my fingers down his back. I wanted to hold him and i wanted to feel him. 

I couldn't understand him. No matter how hard i tried, i just couldn't. The more i thought about it the less i believed that what was going on was actually cruelty. Bojan was too feeling a person to take advantage of someone. He was too sensitive. I could see Bojan breathing softly, as his back and chest moved along with his lungs. I moved closer to him and slowly rested my head against his back, wanting to feel his touch. I didn't do it slowly enough because i felt a jump in the bed and in Bojan's body. 

Bojan's head lifted from his pillow and looked at me. His eyes was half open - almost about to fall back asleep. 

"Solveig?" He slurred. Bojan was still drunk as fuck. I didn't know whether it was better to pretend to be asleep or answer him, so i just answered him. 

"Sorry, did i wake you?" I whispered. 

"Hm? No. No." Bojan turned around to lay in his back and looked at me with tired eyes. The room filled with silence. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to cuddle with him but would it be too weird with what had happened earlier? I didn't want to confuse him or to send him mixed signals. 

"Is it because Kris always cuddle you?" He asked softly. There it was. An excuse to be held in his arms. 

"...Maybe..." Bojan smiled at me and moved his arm, signalising for me to cuddle into him. I smiled and did so. I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped an arm around his torso. Bojan rested his hand on my hip and the other on his own chest. I scooted closer into him and kissed his cheek. His skin was soft. Smooth. Flawless. I wanted nothing more than to be in his embrace for the rest of my life. 

"I love you so much, Bojci." I whispered to him. Bojan lifted his hand from his chest and stroked some of my hair behind my ear. He proceeded to kiss my forehead and tighten his grib around me. His hand didn't return to his chest, instead it held onto my shoulder. It felt so nice being this close to him. If i could be held like this everyday by Bojan, it'd be my favorite part of the day. 

"I love you too, Solveig." 

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"Bojan, come on we're already late!" I hurried him. Bojan had accidentally overslept and now we were late for our meet and greet in the park. I was already ready to go. Had been for the last 20 minutes, but Bojan just had to take a shower, so now we only had 5 minutes to walk a 20 minute walk. It was in the park just across from us, but, i guess it was a big park. 

"I know, i know!" Bojan shouted from the bathroom. We could not be late. I didn't know why, but we just couldn't. Bojan suddenly ripped open the door to the bathroom and ran to his suitcase, only wearing a towel around his waist. I couldn't help but steal a look. His body was all damp and hair was wet, fresh out of the shower. He hurried finding a pair of pants and underwear and rushed back to the bathroom. When he returned he'd gotten the pants on but no shirt, so he began searching his suitcase for one. 

"What are you looking for?" I asked him. Bojan got up from the ground and put his hands on his hips. 

"Have you seen my t-shirt? The one with our sun logo on it?" He asked while looking around on the floor. 

"Bojan, are you serious? We really need to get there. Find something else and get your ass going." I began flapping with my hands and i felt tears in my eyes. I couldn't explain this kind of feeling. When people asked me about it, i just told them it was stress, but it was far from just stress. It was anxiety, sadness, fear, horror, pressure and stress all blended together. It was an unexplainable burden on my shoulders. My body felt as if i was tightly wrapped in a blanket with no room for movement. Barely even enough for me to breath. Bojan noticed and his face immediately went from rushed to concerned. 

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