Run (TOTASC)

Ch.8 His Rose.

Knowing it's not the perfect time to say a word or anything insane, which is what I'll probably say, I shut my mouth and look at the tears rolling down his cheeks. One tear. Two. Three. Every minute, every drop. The silence was killing me and I knew that he was dying right now too. I cleaned his next drop and before anything else, I quickly knew what he needed right now. I hugged him as hard as I could almost sucking him. He hugged me tightly too but not that much because he thought he'll squish me. But I don't care. don't care about me right now but about him. He is my only priority. He is.... he is..... hurt.

"Blaise. Hold me as tight as you can. Please. You need to let all those feelings go and this is the moment. Cry Blaise. Sob on my shoulder." I hug him tighter. "Blaise." I whisper before feeling really tight arms around me. Right now I don't care if I could breathe or not. If I could move or not. I just wanted him to be fine. Relaxed. Relieved. With me....

"Thank You." He says now sobbing loud. Too loud. "Thank you so much Mary."

"Shhh shh. It's okay Blaise."

"No Mary." He loosens a bit and looks up at me. Oh Lord! Those eyes. "It's not okay." He tries to breathe normally but failing. "I-I-I j-just...."

"Blaise." I say his name attempting to calm him down and help him breathe. It worked.

We we're not sitting really close on his floor carpet. He held onto my hands tightly playing with my fingers while biting his lip. He rocked back a forth a little before freezing and looking up at me. His chin started to tremble and his eyes got watery again. Now it was my time to break down.

"Mary." He said worriedly. "Mary.Wh-why are you crying?" holds onto my shoulders and slides his hands down my arms just like I did to him earlier.

"It hurts me a lot!" I cry out almost to the sky.

"What h-hurts you a lot princess? What..." He gets on his knees and starts checking my ankle and head. I push my knees up pushing a little away from him making him stare deeply at me.

"It hurts me seeing that I've hurt you. It hurts to have the feeling that I can't even talk to you without having an argument or answer!"

I am now standing up and pacing a little from one leg to another. Biting on my finger I close my eyes and sigh deeply letting my lungs fill up with new air and my brain change my thoughts. Letting out one more breath, I open my eyes to only find a blurry sight of Blaise.

"I need answers!" I yell whisper at him.

He looks up at me confused and I suddenly realize that there's something he's hiding. I can tell my the ways he moved his head down away from my gaze. Guilt written on his eyes. Why? Why the bloody hell does he do this to me? Is there some kind of.... answer? I close my eyes avoiding any type of consequence my eyes can cause.

The tension between us is really bad. It's rare. Not able to resist so long. I don't dare to move, nor talk, nor nor look. Nor Breathe.

"I'm leaving." I simply say.

He quickly looks up at me. Impressed? Scared? Guily? Satisfied?

"I'm leaving..." I walk slowly towards him. "With questions for you to answer. Problems for you to solve for I have just struggle from your touch. Your presence is so light and you voice is like listening to a wayout of a living hell. I look at you, Blaise. I look at you with my eyes, Blaise." I turn around making my way out.

Before I could step out of his room to the cold air he spoke up.

"I look at you too."

"Oh really?" I say more to myself.

"Princess...." I turn around having the urge to look at him. "I look at you with my heart." He whispers.

I could see something running through his eyes. It was quick he turned around and picked up the rose that had fallen to the floor. He looks at it for a moment before turning to my direction and walked out the door slightly pushing me a side as I follow. I see him speed walking really quick towards the forest as I follow. He walks until we get to the edge where there's a big puddle of water with bit of mud. I stand on one edge waiting for his reactions. He walked toward the opposite side which was three meters away. I stare to him as he holds the rose up high to the sky. I furrow my brow at him showing my confusement.

"This is a rose." I scoff wanting to laugh. "This rose is beautiful, isn't it. It's overwhelming seeing such delicate and soft petals flying of its sepal. It is such a amazing flower for it's petals float above water that war against each other with waves and cries. Deep and dangerous oceans want to drown the beautiful petals that such flower grew and released freely."

He was now pulling one petal from the rose and let it go above the big puddle making float and stay silently at the top. What does he mean? Is this some kind of code or something? A poem? A message? A answer?

"The flower is smart and overprotective for its juices and pollen. It defends itself from danger with the thorns that are clawed permanently on its stem." Once he pulls of the last petal, he brings it up to his mouth for a light kiss that I wish I would've had. Then he closes his eyes and lets go of it letting it touch the water, silently.

"Mary Mary Mary." He says causing me to shiver. He opens his eyes and looks at me somewhat consuming my reaction. "Little do you know that flower is you."

Next thing you know.... both of our names are being yelled. In my head, and through the forest.