War of tears and death

Chapter 5: First Soul to Enter My World

Chapter 5: First Soul to Enter My World

I fumble through my bag looking for keys as I can feel my pressure building up by no one. I then accept that I forgot my keys, but I always have my lucky Bobby pin in my head. I grab it and quickly unlock it with my Bobby pin. For an odd reason I treated it with care as if John actually cared that I could open a door.

I quietly opened the door, trying not to disturb the landlord. I throw a hand into my apartment, gesturing him to enter. He quickly sits on the couch and looks at me impatiently. I had anyone over my house, so I wasn't sure what to say and I sure felt awkward. There was a moment of silence as I sat on the couch too. We sat on each corner of the couch staring at the floor, thinking what would be the best thing to say.

I cut the silence and asked "Are you thirsty or tired."

He shook his head but you could see the bags in his eyes. I left the room to feel less unnatural and came back with some pillows and blankets. I laid them on the couch telling him he had to sleep here overnight. Even though i felt uncomfortable with him sleeping here, I would do almost anything for him.

I could see the distress in his eyes as if i was going to kill him in the nigh. Oh my god, I hated it when people always thought wrong of me. I almost want to kill him now. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep letting all of my mixed feelings come out. I just wanted to cry in his arms and tell him how I felt, but I felt like it was too soon for that. Even though, he sort of went through the same things as me, I still didn't trust him that well. I went to the bathroom, not looking back, so I could cry my heart out. My body went num and I could only see my hands trembling, but not for long. My vision soon became blury as it was overwhelmed with tears. I heard a faint, soft knock on the door which sounded like a thundering pound. I wipe my face with my arm trying not to make myself look like i was crying.

"Are you okay?" I stay silent and get up slowly. I look at the mirror and I see a weak, tearstained face and thats what I never expected.

"I'm fine. Just give me a second" I breathe. I sniffle a little and open the door. I feel fresh air absorb into my body as I stare at him lost and confused.