Lost 'H'

Chapter Seventeen

H's POV:

We walked down the street in a complete silence. None of us let out a squeeze, and Bruno looked mad, maybe shocked.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "What?" He asked. "You look mad. Or confused. Or both." I said. "I'm fine" he said coldly.

And it hits me. He's probably shocked about what happened earlier... About the rapist... About J almost killing him...

"Look if it's about what happened earlier..." I started saying and he looked at me. "Just so you know I didn't thought J will act that way" I said and he looked back forward. "It's just he is very protective about me. Ever since we met." I said and he kept quiet. "You see, the same rapist you kicked his butt today... So he's the one who got me in the gang." I said. "What do you mean?" He finally spoke. "Do you think I just got on the street and made friend with them? No. We started as enemies." I said. "Really?" He asked. "Yeah. You see, on my first night, I took over their place. And they were angry. They wanted to revenge me the next night. But the next night, this rapist came and J and all of the gang wanted to come revenge me that same time, but they ended up saving me." I said. "And then they got you in?" He asked. "Yup" I said. "So it wasn't that a long time since you got in that gang." "The point is that he really cares about me" "how can you know it? I mean you guys are a couple together for such a long time, and maybe he just kept you to get money." He said.

"So that is what it's all about?!" I yelled. "That we are a couple? That what annoys you?!" I asked. "That not annoys me! I'm not annoyed ok??" he answered. I sighed. "You don't know anything about him Bruno" I said calmly. "And if I choose to have him as my boyfriend so it's my choice" I said. "Maybe it's the right thing for me, maybe it doesn't, but you can't tell me what to do" I added.

"You're right. I'm sorry." He said as we got to the car. "I just want you to be happy and I don't want you to get hurt." He said and got in the car. "Why do you so care?" I asked as getting to the car myself. "You're the one who took advantage on me!" I said, not ashamed or sorry that I said that. He knows it's true. He sighed.

"Let's put this behind us, ok?" He said. "New page, new start." He added.

"New page, new start." I repeated him in agreement and we drove off.

Bruno's POV:

The drive was quiet. Just the radio was on. The last time I remember this situation was when we both sang along the radio.

When we got home, Geronimo welcomed us. To my surprise, he walked right to H, and to see the look on her face, she didn't look afraid anymore from him. And Geronimo? He didn't barked at her or growled. He jumped on her and licked her face, making whining noises.

"Oh c'mon G you're getting a great treatment here don't you whine" I chuckled but he just kept on licking her. "A little help here??" H cried out for help and I took Geronimo off her. She wiped her face. "Eww I just make out with a dog" she said in disgust. "I told you he missed you." I chuckled and opened the door.

We got in to the house. "Nothing really changed..." She said. "Except Jessica isn't here and..." She wiped her finger on the table. "When was the last time you cleaned this dump?" She asked. "Hey, that how I work. In a dump." I said. "Well I'm not gonna clean this mess after you, if that what you planned!" she said and went to where was her room before she left.

I smiled. I know she wouldn't.

H's POV:

I got in the guests room that used to be my room. I was surprised that nothing changed. It was exactly how I left it. I guess Bruno thought he'll get me back somehow.

I took my guitar out of it case. This time it's real. I'm going to do it. And thinking about that... I've been going through everything with my guitar. Ever since I found it back then in the basement, till now. I let out a smile. A little sad smile. This guitar is almost 10 years old. I got it when I was 10... Now I'm almost 20 years old. I didn't got a degree, I don't even have a house... The street is my house. But this is going to change soon. I just hope my guitar will go on with me.

"Your strings are rusty" Bruno said. I didn't even noticed he got in the room. "I know" I said. "Give me your guitar" he said. I looked at him. "C'mon... Just this time." He said. I hesitate but I eventually gave it to him. I need this guitar, for my carrier.

He took a pack of strings from one of the drawers. "These are the best strings. They will start to get rusty just in like 3 years." He said. A déjà vu rushed through me. That the exact same sentence that mike, the old guy from the music shop told me when he changed my strings.

"What?" He said as he finished ripping my old strings off. I must've stared at him. "Nothing" I said. He smiled at me.

He finished changing my strings and tuned my guitar. After he finished tuning it, I pulled my hands out to take my guitar, but he started strumming a melody on it. "Give me that!" I said and got up to catch him, but he kept on moving around and strumming. "Give me that Bruno!" I said and started chasing him, but he ran out of the room, laughing and keeps playing on my guitar. "Bruno!" I screamed at him and he ran upstairs and I followed him. I was so close on catching him as he got inside his room. "Give me my guitar!" I said and jumped on him and we both fell on the bed, I'm on top of him. He laughed and looked in to my eyes. I don't know why, but I wasn't doing anything but looking in his eyes too. His brown eyes were shining.

Without even noticing, he kissed my lips. And I?...

I kissed back.