The Light to My Darkness boyxboy

Chapter Five: Confrontation

The Light To My Darkness

Chapter Five: Confrontation

Recap:

Settling into the chair behind my desk, I begin to skim through the files that are littered on top of the desk. Subconsciously I began to scratch at the cuts that are still relatively fresh on my skin. The skin breaks and I fail to notice until a knock is heard on the office door. I lift my hand from my now bloodied arm and internally freak out, blood is all over, not only my hand but the sleeve of my suit jacket. Quickly wiping my hand and hiding my arm I let out a short "Enter".

Since life just loves me so much, the very person I have been avoiding slid through the door and quietly clicked it shut. Dane looks to me, causing a flutter in my chest, a blush to form on my cheeks and dread to build in my stomach. I've avoided him for around a week or so and he does not look pleased. He gives a forced smile and walks farther into my office, then places his body gracefully into a chair opposite of me. "So Remi," He states in a deep velvety voice. "Would you like to enlighten me as to why the fuck you have been avoiding me for the past week? And don't tell me you've been busy because I don't believe that bullshit." He finishes with a smirk on his face once he saw my face pale.

That's when I realize that I'm screwed, I'm not even sure why, but I am.

Fuck...

Dane's POV

It has been a week. A week since I have met Remi. Since I told him my intentions, a week since he started to avoid me.

One.

FUCKING

week.

So today, after patiently watching and waiting for him to contact me, but today I've had enough. Today he will talk to me, ready or not. He also better have a damn good reason for plain out ignoring me, or else a punishment may be in order.

When Remi finally shows up for work it is already nine o'clock, not only is he late, but my anger and frustration has only grown while I waited for him to show. Once I am sure that he won't be leaving to go to a meeting, I walk over to his office while trying to keep myself calm. Hearing a monotonous "Enter" from the other side of the door, I do so quickly and lock the door when I am fully inside. Turning to look at him, I almost forget my reason for coming in, a deep blush coats his face as my eyes meet his. Forcing myself to frown to stick to the mission I am on, I quickly turn it into an even more forced smile as I go and take a seat across from him, with only his desk separating us now. "So Remi," I start. "Would you like to enlighten me as to why the fuck you have been avoiding me for the past week? And don't tell me you've been busy because I don't believe that bullshit."

Once I finish my statement I smirk when I noticed his face paled and eyes went wide. He adverted his eyes into his lap and began to fidget as I sat staring intensely at him. This continued for a few moments until I broke the silence between us. "Well? Care to explain?" I prompted again, growing more agitated each second he blatantly ignores my words.

He just shrugs his thin shoulders and continues to fiddle with his hands. "Words Remi. Reply with your words." Frustration is now beginning to leak from my voice when I speak.

When I still have not received a spoken response, my anger now rose and took control of my voice. Slamming my hands on the edge of his desk while simultaneously rising to my feet, I notice Remi jump in response to my movement, then my mouth opens and my anger comes out full force. "Goddamnit Remi! When I am speaking to you I expect a fucking response to my questions. Not you staring down at your lap ignoring every word I say!"

I stop to catch my breath and notice that he is shaking and still has yet to even glance at me, which rekindles the anger inside me. Marching around his desk to stand next to him, I grab his left wrist and force him to stand next to me. With my free hand I grip his chin and make him meet my eyes. When blue finally met green was when I saw the tears that flooded his eyes. Within the teary eyes fear sticks out farther than any other emotion that regularly flutters within them. When seeing the pure and complete fear in his eyes and realizing that I was the one who placed it there, my heart broke within myself.

Briefly closing my eyelids I sigh deeply and then in a gentle, softer voice, I being to speak again. "Please... please Remi, I care for you and I am worried. Was I too direct?" I pause and place my forehead against his, he remains frozen under my touch, not leaning into it or pulling away, which I take as a good sign. "Remi, talk to me, please. I know we practically are strangers but... I feel connected to you. I have never grown to care for someone so quickly. But you're different, you just draw me to you, and in my gut, I feel something is wrong. Please talk to me, tell me what is bothering you."

Opening my eyes I stare into his once again. They are red, filled with tears some slipping out, some clinging to his long eyelashes. "Dane," I hear him whisper my name, making my heart beat increase. "I'm sorry for ignoring you, nothing you did caused it, I just got scared. Y-you make me feel things, emotions I have never felt before, and it scared me, especially because of how fast they were developed."

His cheeks become stained pink once again when he admitted this, waiting for him to continue I give him a faint smile, urging him to go on. Taking a deep breath he begins to speak once again. "My reaction to your, 'confession' of sorts, isn't because I dislike you, actually has nothing to do with how I feel towards you. I just have been badly hurt in the past by what should have been loved ones and people of that sort." More tears fall from his eyes as my heart breaks even more. This angel sounds completely destroyed. He sounds to have gone through hell.

Lifting my hand from his wrist I go to wipe away a stream of tears gliding down his face. "Remi, I care greatly for you and am always here. Please let me help you, let me..." My voice fails me as I see his cheek where I wiped the tear track now is coated in a thumb shaped swipe of bright red. "Hey are you okay?" I hear Remi ask me as he noticed my sudden pause.

My eyes dart down to my hand, and they grow wide, while my stomach drops. Blood covers my hand, but it isn't mine. Remi's blood covers my hand. I can still faintly hear Remi's soft voice asking if I was okay and what was the matter. With a shaky breath, I begin to carefully speak again. "Remi." I say loudly, not knowing or caring if I interrupted him from speaking. "I am going to ask you some questions, and I absolutely need to to be completely honest. Please." I know it probably sounds like I am begging, but right now I can't find it in myself to care.

Slowly raising my hand I finally ask. "Remi... Why, when I touched you, my hand came back covered in blood, your blood?" His eyes widen and they dart from my face to the bloodied hand I now hold up for him to examine. "Why Remi? You need to tell me why. Now."

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Okay chapter five in Dane's POV! Remi has been discovered, will he let Dane help? Or resist him? Stay tuned to find out! Sorry it may be short, but more action to come.