Chapter 7

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He bought me another pizza on the way back home after I promised him that I'll go to the New Years party without any excuses..He even imitated the type of excuses I would make to escape that party,some of them were actually true.
"Blaze..?" He called out while I was busy checking his music collection.
"Yes..?" I asked still not looking at him.
"Will you go back?" He asked as if I was his mother who was being sent away to the far off islands to replace her dead husband's job.
I remember seeing a thin layer of moisture in his eyes and before I can observe anything from his mysterious face he turned his head away.
"It scares me to go back! But I will have to..for Brandon.!" I said trying hard to study him.
"So how long.?" He asked,but this time he didn't look at me.
"Maybe I'll go in the mid of January.!" I said realising that I will miss this boy beside me.He is like the only good thing going on in my life. Well apart from Brandon,Alex and food.
"I'll miss you.!" I said and he turned those green eyes to me and smiled. His smile was like that of a newborn..pure and simple while I smiled like an idiot.
"You want to paint your room tonight.? Or shall I come tomorrow.?" He added and I didn't want him to go.

Once he leaves me , my haunting past comes back to me leaving tear marks on my face,a red nose and a wet pillow.

"Now..come up as soon as you change.!" I Said and the car halted in front of the my very huge gate which was similar to his.
"Sweetheart..I don't change..it wastes time" he said imitating me and winked.
"Let's go then.!" I said and he drove in.
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"How can you be so dumb.?" He asked widening his eyes.
I bit my tongue with embarrassment though I didn't know my mistake.
"You said the colours dried..?" I  said looking up at him.
"So you mixed water..seriously Blaze..?" He asked and I'm still confused. What am I supposed to mix chocolate sauce.?

As soon as we came up to my room we realised that I don't have wall paints in my house. He went to some old store down the road and I helped Anna in covering the furniture meanwhile.
The shop being quite old,he got paint buckets with dried colours. He asked me to loosen up the paint and left to get the brushes which he forgot in his car. So I mixed water..umm..which apparently I'm not supposed to. Then what ?
"Yeah..should I not.?" I asked like a 3rd standard student who was caught kissing his classmate.
"Unbelievable..you are supposed to mix turpentine oil.!" He said widening his eyes and I shrugged.
"So what now.?" I asked moving towards my bed.
"Let's just talk about how dumb you are.?" He said settling down beside me on my bed.
"I'm not that dumb..I just never painted walls,I draw portraits.!" I slipped. It's my hidden talent, sky's grandmother helped me in developing my shading. My first drawing was Brandon and sky playing on a swing.
"I draw too..but I don't draw biotic stuff.?" He said falling back on my bed.
"Why..I mean why not.?"I asked, not exactly getting him.

I don't draw while seeing the face,I draw what I remember and how I feel about the person. Maybe he has his own restrictions. An artist does have his own style.

"I don't find truth in the living..I used to draw..but they are all artificial and lying .!" He said looking disappointed. That look on his face was depressing...literally.!
"That's deep.!" I said still blank about what's going on in his head.
"I'm at least not dumb like you.!" He stated and I hit the pillow hard on his shoulders.
He started tickling me on my waist and I laughed like a crazy psychopath.
"STOP..PLEASE.!" I begged still laughing. I rolled on the bed and fell on to the floor. He didn't stop tickling and I couldn't stop laughing. I was getting breathless.
"Steve..STOP.!" I Said trying to breathe.
"Agree that you are dumb..and I'll leave.!" He said and laughed like a villain who killed the hero.
"No..I'm ..not dumb.." I said still laughing.
"Then take this..!" He said tickling me harder than previous.
"Ok..fine..I'm dumb.!" I said and he laughed again.
I hit him again with the pillow,  he took another pillow and started hitting me too.
"I'm done.! " I said and fell back onto the bed.
"Aren't you well.?" He panicked. I got used to such reactions from him. He was caring and that's not wrong.
"I'm ok just lie down .!" I relaxed him.He lied down and closed his eyes.

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