love and war: a fireafy fanfic

chapter sixteen: firey

I groan and run a sloppy hand through my hair. What time is it? I sit up from my bed and stare at the speaker in my room. "Hey Google, what time is it?" I ask, my voice, groggy and tired. The lights flicker and the robotic voice speaks."It's five AM." I yawn and stretch my arms above my head.

I get out of my room and walk down to the kitchen.

What the hell...?

The whole kitchen is a mess. Crumbs are everywhere, plates of left over food are on the counters and tables, wine glasses are left around. I shake my head and feel my eyes twitch. Of course this had to happen... My parents don't really clean up their mess after a party. They usually just wait for everyone to leave and then go to their room to sleep. 

I pick up the bottles of wine and shove them into the trash, scrape the left over food in the trash as well, I wipe the counters clean and look at the kitchen proudly. Clean, beautiful, amazing. Now all I have to do is wash the dishes. I'll do that later. 

I stroll over to the living room, plop myself on the couch and get comfortable. I reach over to the remote and turn on the TV. I scroll on some channels but none of them grab my attention. I guess I'll just watch the news or something. 

I focus on the TV. It's pretty usual stuff, murders, natural disasters, some celebrity drama, other drama. I remember when I was younger I used to be afraid of watching these things. There were always bad things the reporters were going to say. Now, I don't even give a damn. I watch it for no reason at all.

Suddenly something catches my eye. The reporter speaks out. "There was a man who was about to set a bomb!" One of the people say. I look closer at the TV and see a beautiful green haired girl. 

Leafy? 

She looks so beautiful but why the hell would she be there..? A rage of furry goes through my veins. My hands are clenched to my sides, I think I know my cheeks are red. I look closer and frown. 

What if she got hurt? What if that man laid a hand on her? What if you go to dance with another man that isn't me? I mentally shake those thoughts away and take a deep breath. I walk upstairs and into my room. 

I need to relax. I'm not her boyfriend or someone to take care of her. She's her own woman and she doesn't need me. Plus she kinda rejected me. I feel my stomach twist and turn, at a thought. My face scrunches up. 

I wish she didn't cry. I wish she didn't cry because I knew it was my fault. But I had to kiss her. Her lips were looking so beautiful. She was so beautiful, no she was stunning, no she was perfect. She looked perfect in front of me. 

I look at myself and take off my clothes. 

I enter the shower, the water is hot and calming. I let the water run all over my body, and I can already feel the stress washing away with the water. As I stand there under the warm shower, I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. The stress and anxiety slowly disappear, leaving me feeling calm and relaxed.

After a few moments, I turn off the shower and step out, feeling refreshed and renewed. I walk over to the mirror and wipe off the stream, revealing my reflection. I grab my hair brush and let it tangle into my hair.

It's hard y'know, falling in love. Because that person is stuck inside my head. And that person is Leafy, she's emotionless and she isn't into me. And that hurts to know, because I love her but she doesn't so it's like she doesn't see me in the way I see her. I'm just any guy. Any guy, I hate that, I want to be her guy! Her man! Someone she can look up too! Someone she can lean her shoulder on! Someone important! But I can't, I made her cry. I made her cry... I squeeze my fist tighter, and look back up at the mirror that's fogging up again, shit, am I crying? There's no way... There's no fucking way I'm crying..

But I am, I'm crying..

I walk out of the bathroom. Why the hell are you crying Firey Smoke! Don't you know who you are! I slammed the door to the bathroom and let out a frustrated groan. "Ugh! Stupid idiot!" I slump to the floor and tangle my hands into my hair. "I don't get it, why is love so confusing!" I mutter. Love is so fucking confusing, damn it, sometimes I want to give her the space and sometimes I want to like kiss her and take her away. Away from all those filthy men. Oh, and hell, I miss her...

I'll text her! I'll ask her to hang out! But first I need to change. I changed into black sweat pants and a grey hoodie. 

I pick up my phone and go to her contact. I stare at her name and our text messages. Just ask her to hang out. It's that easy you idiot. You fucking idiot... I start typing and I become sweaty and my breathing fastens. 

Sent

God, it sent. I sigh and I turn off my phone. I wipe my sweaty hands on my pants. 

Within ten minutes she answers. I'm a bit nervous to see her answer, but when I see it I laugh. "Yes! Yes! Yes! She's free! Yes!" I tell her where to meet me and she agrees. 

I tell her to meet me at the place in an hour. During that hour I try to make myself look nice, trying to start conversations with her. Oh god, twenty minutes left, I should head out now. I head out my front door and shut it close. I look back at it. "Stupid place.." I mutter.

I walked to the place I told her to meet me at. A pond under a bridge, the pond is crystal clear, filled with little fish, there are willow trees that surround the place. I live near this place so I come here often. I sit down at the bench with a baguette in my arms. I check the time, she's not here yet.

...

"What the hell is wrong with you! You will never be my son if you keep doing this!" I wince as he punches my cheek. I step back from him and keep one of my hands out to defend myself the other grasping my cheek. "Shit.." I whisper so he can't hear. It stung, it hurt so much. 

"You're a failure of a son! If you could have got that ball you would've got a touch down! Plus you failed your math test! My son will never do something like that! Never anything like that! I cannot call you my son." He walks up to me again kicking me. "Stop! That hurts!" I cough out, curling myself into a ball. 

My mother walks into the room and yells at my father, he pinned her against the wall, I should've done something at that time but I didn't. I took food, some of my clothes, water bottles, a sleeping bag and some money. I shoved it into a suitcase and ran. I ran and ran till I saw a bright light. It was a pond. Why was it so bright? I went to investigate it and holy moly... It was beautiful. It was so clear I saw my reflection, I saw the tiny fish and I even got to see the moon. 

I decided that this was the place I was going to stay. I set out my sleeping bag, under the bridge and stared at the bright moon. It distracted me from what happened earlier. From my father, from my mother, from all the fighting in that stupid house. 

This was my safe place. I spent the few days living here, until the police were involved and I was on the wanted list. I came home upset. As soon as I walked inside my mom had a bruises on her neck, tears in her eyes and she hugged me. "My poor boy. Thank you officer. Thank you so so much..." She squeezed me tighter. I hugged her softly, I began looking for my dad. I never found him until a week. He didn't talk to me for a month. So I began working harder, so that he will acknowledge me. And he did, I became better at football, at boxing, at school. He called me his son again, but deep down there's this feeling, I don't know what it is but it hurt. 

Pain, guilt, remorse, anger? I had no idea but every time I feel like I messed up I feel like he would come out of no where and end me.

...

I feel someone tap my shoulder. I look behind me and see Leafy. "Ah! Leafy! You're here, I didn't think you'd come..." I say, using my free hand to rub the back of my neck.

"Sorry, I was trying to find a proper outfit. So my bad..." she says. I nod and check her outfit, a light pink dress. "God, Leafy you look adorable.." I pause. "N-not in a weird way..." She just laughs at me and sits beside me on the bench and damn it, her leg and her arm is touching mine. I forget this bench in small.

"So what are we doing?" She asks me, tilting her head to one side. "A-ahh... we're feeding fish!" I grin and show her the baguette I'm carrying. "Cool." She then snatches the baguette away from me and sticks out her tongue. "You should know your manners Leafy." I tease. She just replies with an eye roll and a small smile. "Whatever..!" She grabs a piece of the bread and throws it into the pond.

Many of the fish start swimming towards it and starts fighting over the small crumb. "Haha!" I hear her giggle. "Look at them go! Lets see what happens if I throw in another crumb!" She throws a bigger chunk in and laughs. "Woah! That one just pushed all those little fishes. They're big backs." I roll my eyes to her statement. "Seriously? Big backs..? They're fish, Leafy, fish.. Fish don't usually have baguettes out of nowhere." I tell her. She just sits up straighter and pokes my nose, causing me to blush. Fuck she's so close now. "Shut up, I'm having fun, and plus I really like this Firey." 

She then turns away from me and continues to watch the fish. I kinda wish she stayed that close. 

"Firey, why did you tell me to come here out of places? I mean you could've taken me to a fancy restaurant or a party or hmm, an arcade. So why this out of all places?" She asks. 

I shrug and look up at the sky. "I really don't know, I just thought maybe you'd like it, because like, well, you're quiet and feisty, I wreaked that dinner date we had so I thought maybe something far away from that. Something calming. Something easy going."  When I look back at her, she's looking away, blushing and eating some of the bread. "Are you eating the bread? Go for it, can't have a girl going hungry can I." I slowly place my arm over her shoulder and give her a grin. 

She just rolls her eyes, but I can't help but notice the faint pink tint in her cheeks. She's easy to get flustered. I won't tell her that right now, I'll tell her one day, I'll tell her everything one day.. And maybe, just maybe, she'll become my girl..

I can't believe she's letting me do this after making her cry. Having her so close, having my arm around her like it's nothing. Maybe I'm just crazy but whatever. 

After her laughing and throwing bread at the fish she leans on my shoulder. I raise an eyebrow at her and then without thinking I pull her closer and rub my thumb over her shoulder. "If you get tired we'll head over to my place." I say. She nods. "Okay."

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a/n: Hey everyone !! It's me, the writer, people call me sleepy. I just want to apologize for making this chapter so late˙◠˙ I hope you can forgive me because I've been busy with my new class, but I promise you chapters will come soon! (hopefully) anyways i'll be having to reread everything so I remember what's going on. Haha...