Bubble Gum Kisses

Kapittel 21.6

Kapittel 21.6

Vanessa

Unfortunately, instead of doing what he was told, he did the opposite. The big baby had tightened his python-like grip on me, now even his legs were wrapped around mine. I was trapped. "No, don't leave me," he pleaded in a small voice, and I held my breath when his face snuggled on the junction of my neck and shoulder.

I craned my neck to look at Maxim who had been quietly observing us, imploring him for help with a puppy-eye look. But the bastard seemed to be more entertained that I was now involved seeing how his eyes glowed. He shrugged, and my frustration level went through the roof. Okay, forget about me saying that I might lose my mind without having him around. I take it back.

"Don't leave me again, please?" he continued to plead and a shiver ran down my spine when his hot breath fanned over my face.

A sharp pang hit my chest as I listened to him, making it more difficult for me to breathe properly. I couldn't see his face, and it was better that way. I think I wouldn't be prepared to see the expression he was holding while he pleaded so solemnly. It was like all my emotions had been tossed away by a hurricane, leaving nothing but this empty hole in my chest. Or is my chest even empty at all? Maybe I wasn't empty, I must have been feeling a lot of things lately that became numb. No, I was probably not empty or numb at all. Because if I was either, this tingling pain in my chest should not linger.

The air around me was thick and suffocating, I felt paralyzed. The room was wide and brightly lit, but all seemed small and dark to me. It was like there was nothing but just us in this room and nothing mattered. My breathing hitched when I felt Friso's embrace tighten. It seemed that I wasn't alone, I wasn't the only one who didn't like the changes, and who wanted to remain in the past. I have finally found someone who was the same as me, but why did it hurt? Shouldn't I be overjoyed? Earlier, I had been lamenting about the fact that I couldn't revert changes. I finally found someone who shared the same pain, but why did it hurt more than it did?

"If you behave, I won't leave," I replied, patting him on the back. I should stop this before I further lose myself in these waves of angst coming like a tsunami.

"You promise?" he finally removed his head from my neck and his embrace loosed. The next thing I knew, I was making eye contact with his dilated pupils. I bit my lower lip, a wave of emotions plunging into my chest. Those pupils reminded me how hopeless I was to revert things to how they used to be but couldn't. A piece of solid evidence that no matter how much I'd stay still, time would sweep me over to change like how the wind carries the sand on a desert.

"Can't say, they're meant to be broken." I only shrugged at him. "Now, get off and get sober," I said and proceeded to push him away.

"Great work," my unhelpful groupmate remarked when I finally had Friso sit again. Thankfully, even though his head was still in the clouds, he had the prerogative to make fold papers for designs but on the condition that he did it while laying down on his back on the bed.

"No thanks to you," I rolled my eyes at him and continued with my work, trying to regain my unwavering focus.

He chuckled. "That's unusually gentle of you."

I smacked his arm lightly. "Hey, I'm always gentle."

"With the hours that I spent with you guys together? You're never gentle with him. You always look at him with a wrinkled forehead, scrunched eyebrows, and glaring eyes," he retorted. I glanced at him, contemplating if he was the observant type of person or if my heated interactions with Friso were too much that became obvious. But alas, who in school didn't know about our feud anyway?