The Bad Boy's Back

The Unexpected

As I brushed my teeth, I realized, I had forgotten about Rémy, "Shit!", I spat into the sink, washed my face, then ran downstairs. "Rémy?, you okay?, need anything?", I asked walking into the living room, since he was determined to sleep on the couch even though I had offered Aliza's room to him like ten times. Probably, just wanted to stay as far away from me as possible.

I could see his tall silhouette, which perfectly outlined his muscles, and broad shoulders, his hair was a mess, and he still had his leather jacket and shoes on, and looked as if he was in deep thought as he stood opposite our large cueved window and looked into the distance.

I interrupted his thoughts, as I knocked , trying to get his attention. "What?", he said sounding annoyed, "I just wanted to check if you needed anything?" I said in a kind tone. "What I need I can't have, then why should I expect what I want, to come true, when all that they can do is, remain as thoughts", as soon as he realised he just spoke what was on his mind, he turned around. "Nothing".  I was still surprised at what the hell he had just blurted out, since, I didn't get a word of it. "Oh, okay", I said with a blank expression as I slowly walked upstairs, what a weirdo.

3 hours later...
No, please don't, I tried to stop him but he kept getting closer and closer to my friend he was going to kill her, stop please, just, stop!. "Rebecca!!!", I screamed as I shot open my eyes. I could feel myself beginning to sweat because of the nightmare, although it isn't even a nightmare, since it's all happened before. I stumbled out of bed, and felt my throat tighten.  Might as well go get a drink.

"Aaaaaaah ", I screamed as I saw Rémy, standing at the entrance to my room. "You gave me a fright, what do you want?! ", "I fucking gave you a fright, you were screaming your head off, like five minutes ago! ", he said sounding pissed off, "Like what happened?, you fall out of bed?, or worse the boogeyman come for ya?", he smiled at his satisfactory answer.

"If your so pissed, you should've stayed downstairs, and not come up to check on me", "Had to go bathroom" he replied, strolling into the bathroom. Liar.

I don't know what was wrong with me, I became restless, and as much as I tried going to sleep i couldn't.
I heard someone coming up the stairs, Rémy. I wish he had come up to check up on me not to have his 20 second toilet breaks. He heard me fidgeting, as I tossed and turned, and peered in. "You okay?", he said confused more than concerned.

"I can't go to sleep, been trying for like an hour, everytime I do close my eyes, I remember the incident, my friend... My friend who was
Murdered",  I said biting my lip trying not to cry as I sat up and tucked my hair behind my ear. "It still haunts me, and I cannot stop feeling guilty about it". I said looking down then up at him to see his reaction.

"Why would you blame yourself?", Rémy said with a strange guilt in his voice, as he came and stood near my bed searching my face for an answer."It's hard to explain, Rémy I could've stopped her from being killed, but I didn't ", I said struggling to hold back my tears".

"Stop saying it's your fucking fault or I'm leaving ", but before he could, I burst into tears. Maybe because I've held back my pain, never shared anything that had happened on that night.

" You.. ca-an go ba-ck to sleep",  I said trying not to choke on my tears. He sat down next to me and strangely enough, I felt safe with him. Gosh. I've gotta stop thinking about him, I only just met him.

" Please, please, don't cry", he said hesitating before he stroked my cheek and wiped my tears. "Tell me everything that happened, I want to know everything " he said, looking at me worriedly.