Fall

Chapter 3

I pulled the sheets up my chest and turned over onto my side. My eyes were shut, but I could sense the sun filtering in through my parted blinds. I had rolled over expecting to meet another body next to mine, but there was none.

My eyes still felt heavy and were threatening to close, but I rubbed them and tried my best to clear them of sleep. My body was cold so I tugged the sheets up further. It was only then that I realized I was naked and it was only then that my memory had conjured up a scene of everything that had happened last night. 

As the memories crowded my mind I felt the tears swelling in my eyes. I've never cried so much in my life. I don't think I've gone a week without crying ever since I met Jye. Ever since his little game started.

Ever since then, I haven't been able to get away. He always seems to find a way to get to me. 

One thing about Jye: he always gets what he wants.

I didn't want to cry anymore, so I forced the memories from my mind and climbed out of bed, ignoring the text that buzzed in on my phone. I knew it was going to be from Jye. Something about last night.

He had work today from 10 to 6 and I decided to spend this day doing what I wanted to do and not have to worry about him.

Pulling some clothes from my wardrobe and brushing my teeth, I figured I'd treat myself to breakfast and maybe a nice lunch.

I needed something.

Something that would distract me from Jye and the game he was playing with me.

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I set my knife and fork down onto my plate and tossed the crumpled napkin on top. Quickly, I glanced up at the boy at the counter once more. He was serving a customer and I was glad, this way I had more time to study him.

He was wearing a plain white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, black skinny jeans, a black apron around his waist and a pair of white Converse. I hadn't seen someone smile so much. Every time he smiled at a customer, the dimple in his right cheek would show, something I was very foreign to seeing.

His curly hair was tousled effortlessly and pushed back from his forehead. He didn't seem like the type of person to have tattoos, but I saw a few peaking out from under his shirt a few times. He didn't nearly have as many as Jye though, but his certainly looked better.

When the customer finished ordering, his smile was still evident as he fiddled with the order that he was busy scribbling onto paper.

As soon as he looked up, his eyes met mine, catching me off guard. Blushing stupidly, I fiddled with my phone in my hands and looked down at it, forcing me to distractedly read the texts on the screen.

*I had fun last night ;) Same tonight?*

*You're not home. Where are you?*

1 Missed Call

*Answer me Bree.*

Shit. How would he know I'm not at home? Why isn't he at work?

I took a final sip of my drink before grabbing my bag and rising from the table.

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"Excuse me, Miss?"

I felt a brush against my arm and I instinctively pulled it away and stared back at the person who had tried to grab me. It wasn't who I was so used to it being and I relaxed a little. His features softened as he realized that he'd frightened me.

"I'm so sorry," he started, glancing down at my arm that I was now rubbing consciously. He must've seen the small finger-shaped bruises but was too polite to mention them. "You left this on the table..."

He held out his hand and in it was my phone. I tried to force a smile, but only the right corner of my mouth lifted as my fingertips retrieved it from his hand.

"Thank you," I said, trying to smile a bit more willingly.

He smiled back and made it look effortless. His right dimple popped and he instantly looked a lot friendlier, which helped to settle my nerves.

"No worries. Have a nice day."

I watched as the strange curly-haired boy smiled and started off in the other direction, back to the cafe.

I didn't even realize my head had fallen to the side in wonder as my eyes watched him. I'd been so used to the way Jye treats me that I'd forgotten about how nice some people can really be. 

That boy was such a contrast to Jye in so many ways. 

So why was I just letting him walk away?