Yuri and her demons || Highschool Love Story

Chapter 5 // So annoying

<<What the...>>

Yuri approached her porthole.

— Taylor...?
— Oof... busted.
Yuri couldn't believe her eyes. And her ears. Actually, she couldn't believe the whole ducking situation!
— What the hell? So now you're stalking me??!

The ruby eyed boy's gaze hardened.
— It's not like... I'm spying on you or anything. It's just... I couldn't sleep knowing you were mad at me.

Yuri decrypted a glimpse of sadness and remorseless in the lad's look.
— Ugh... you're so... annoying.
Yuri hesitated.
— But... it suits you, you adorable idiot.

Taylor's face covered with pink and red blood vessels as he heard these words.
He looked away.
— Does that mean... I'm forgiven ?
— Sure.
— Great!
Taylor then dived his flamed orbs into Yuri's eye.
— Um... You must be uncomfortable, sitting like that peaking through my window.
— Because you call that a window?
— Oh, stop it..
They both laughed.
— Sorry, I would have invited you to come in but I think mom would roast me like a bison burger.
— It's okay. I can just stay like that, looking at you, I really don't mind it.

...
There was an awkward moment.

— Hey, Yuri... what happened?
— Huh?
— You know, when I found you on the floor..
— Oh... I was running home and I guess I just got dizzy.
— Still pretty fragile... you really haven't changed at all... you should take it easy, m'kay? If you force yourself too much something might happen to you someday.

Even though Yuri didn't like to be called fragile, she couldn't cry liar.

— But don't worry. Taylor pursued. I'll stay by your side everyday and everywhere in case something happens... I promise, I won't leave you anymore. I pinky swear...!

Taylor raised his hand, holding out his digitus minimus manus to her.
Yuri smiled, not on purpose. But she wiped that smile quickly, looking away.
She put the boy's hand down, refusing the promise of the smallest finger.

— What if you can't... be with me...
A peep of panic swung across Taylor's golden snitches.
— What do you mean..? I told you, I'm here from now on... I won't... I won't leave you no more!

A single tear rolled from Yuri's eye down to her chin.
— What if... I was the one who had to leave...?
— What...? Yuri... What are you talking about...?
Taylor had once again taken Yuri's 6cm into his 30cm hands.
— Gawd... Will you just... stop touching me!!
And she pushed him away.
— Why...
...
— Why don't you want me to touch you? Are you so disgusted by me?
— You know that's not the reason!
Yuri looked back at his now filled with tears face.

— Taylor...

Without thinking, Yuri's soft cherry chupa-chupa lips made contact with his.

For a split second, his eyes widened – then he enveloped his long arms around her tight silhouette.

Suddenly, they heard steps coming from the hallway – clean sheets, Yuri's mom !!

Yuri quickly pushed the apollo out and closed her porthole. She then jumped into her bed and tried pretending sleeping.

Gosh– why'd he had to be so annoying???

— Yuri.
Yuri wasn't the best actor.
— I just saw a young sir with a chiwawa as hair fall from the window to our garden. Care to explain?

Her voice was so rough she could cut rocks in half.

— w...
— Alright that's enough !

It was so quick. With one hand, Mrs Nightsky lifted her daughter up in the airs and with the other, armed with a pair of kitchen scissors, chopped off half her locks.

— Now. I need you to stop acting like a brainless girl, and think like a boy. Or should I cut off other parts of your body too?
Instinctively, Yuri wrapped her arms around her to protect herself.

— I hope you'll recall the message.

One those good words, her mother left, locking the door behind her of course.

Yuri touched her fresh cut – it didn't feel so bad. Maybe she looked hot with short hair after all?
It actually didn't feel that short. It was around middle–of–the–neck length.
It made little spikes – her hair was indeed wild.

<< Well... at least it's easier to untangle?>> Yuri wasn't that sad about her capillar problems. She was more frightened by what her mother was ready to do to "put her on the right path".

She looked out her window. Nothing. Taylor must've ran away, I guess. Good for him, mom yould've eaten him for breakfast. I won't ever see him again anyways...

Tears rolled out again.
— Damn– now my eyepatch is all gross.

She slowly took it off. She touched her other eye– haha, it felt weird... she wasn't used to having both oculars on her face. She didn't realize this... but she was way prettier than she thought.

End of chapter 5

Quote of the day :
Why was the ice cube mad that he had melted?
Because it in-fusion-ated him.