City Lights

Chapter 21

P.S I've changed Tristan's last name to Blackthorn.

I left class early today.
My mind was set elsewhere and my thoughts weren't on the right track.

It'd been two days since that party and I hadn't seen him hence.

Tristan.

Why did my thoughts keep plunging back to his green eyes.
The way they would go back from their dark green color to the lightest shade.
He was getting the best of my mind and I didn't like that.

Anna had left me standing alone with my thoughts, not at all answering a single question of mine.
She had left me sinking with my thoughts but only with a warning to not talk to him again.

"He's too dangerous for you" she'd said that night and left me as if she didn't knew just how curious of a person I am.

It was driving me insane thinking what could be so different about him.
He seemed like a normal guy to me.
If anything else, then nothing other than those bad boys I'd seen in my school, a cigarette in their hand and surrounded by swarms of girls.

I sighed and made my way to library.

If a book couldn't help me, then I doubt anything else could.

I spent the rest of my day there, hours passing by like seconds and thankfully, when I left, my mind was no longer searching for answers.

I picked up some Chinese on my way.
My stomach was making whale noises, dying of hunger.
It occurred to me that it'd been a good 5 hours I'd spent at the library and that means almost 7 hours since I last had food, which basically consisted a toast.

Having reached back to the apartment, everything seemed quite in place.
Everyone was rushing back home from work and I wondered if Anna would be staying home tonight or partying as usual.

I chuckled at my foolishness.
Anna staying home would be wishful thinking.
Even thou she's started to show signs of change, she would never stay at home, bored and alone.
She'd rather be wild and drunk, her own words.

Last night, she'd gone out on a date, with the same guy I was supposed to meet up with.

We never actually got to meet.
With the whole Tristan drama that night, she'd forgotten to introduce me to him.

Tristan.

There he was again, rummaging through my thoughts.

I shook my head and pressed my floor's button on the lift.
As soon as the door opened, I could hear some noises from outside, almost as if an argument was going on and what I saw had me almost dropping to my feet.
My eyes widened in shock and surprise when I saw HIM.

He was coming out of MY apartment, walking out with an expression full of anger and almost immediately I saw Anna coming out of the door, her expression matching his but with a mixture of confusion and fear in them.
Fear mostly.

What the hell was he doing in our apartment and why would he be meeting her?

I stepped back, hiding myself away.
I didn't want them to know that I'd seen them, him here and honestly, I didn't want him to see me.

Does he know I live here?
Was he here for me?
Was he here for Anna?
Thoughts started running through my mind and my curiosity evoked again.

Two days.
Two days I'd spent trying to forget him and here he was, walking out of my place as if it was no big deal.

Tristan.

As soon as I heard the sound of his footsteps disappear, I wondered if I should run up to him and ask him what he was doing here?
What has he said to Anna to have her so afraid? What did she do to have him so agitated?

As I thought about it, I almost took a step forward, ready to chase him when I heard the bang of the door, flinching immediately and bringing my attention back.

Anna.

She needed me more.
She was upset and it worried me.

It was all going so well with her the past few days and I couldn't let someone just walk in and jeopardize it all.

Walking swiftly, I knocked on the door, twice, then thrice when nobody answered.
Every passing second making me worry more.
I started knocking louder, banging the door and then I heard some noise inside, moving and then the door opened, revealing a fuming Anna "I told you to leave, don't-"
She stopped when she noticed it was me.

I raised my eyebrows at her, pretending to be unaware of what I'd seen before, hoping that she'd tell me herself whatever was going on.

"Oh, it's you" she mumbled and tried to smile, a very weak attempt at her part and my eyebrows raised further.

"What do you mean it's me? Who else could it be? " I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me, making me almost wanting to shake her until she tells me everything that'd been going on.

"Yea, obviously" she said, that fake smile still plastered on her face but her eyes still held fear.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yea, why wouldn't I be?" She said and moved away, making way for me to enter and then without even looking back at me, she went back to her room, locking her door.

At This point, I was beyond frustrated.

Why would she be hiding something from me?
She said that he was dangerous yet here she was, with him in our apartment.

I couldn't help but wonder what could've happened.

Why would she be hiding something from me? Did they share a past?

I pulled at my hair in frustration, dumping the food on the floor and making my way back to my room.

I was no longer hungry for food.
I was hungry for answers and sooner or later I was going to get them.

Short, I know.
Sorry but I have to maintain some sort of secrecy.

So what do you guys think is going on between Anna and Tristan?
Did they share a past? Do they mean soothing to each other?

I'd love to see all your theories and ideas, so please do comment them down.

So, that's going to be all for now.

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