Where The Wind Blows

Chapter 8.

He was gone, as expected. I was stupid enough to forget him, I really hope I'll see him again soon. A lot of questions I wanted to ask him, lots of things I really wanted to know about him. I don't know why I did but I have this urge just to know him. He's probably the reason the nightmares came back. The one about the fire, I'm so back to taking those pills.

Arturo stirred something in me that I just couldn't decipher right now but I know it's a feeling I've felt before. With all of these issues with Alex, I got carried away. I turned around when I heard footsteps coming towards me, only to face Alex. I inwardly forced myself not to roll my eyes at him as he came closer.

"Um- Hey, Reina." He said ruffling his jet black hair while keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

Alexander McDaniels was shy? Wow, I never thought I would see the day.

"Yeah, hey Alex. Lets cut to the chase shall we?." My matter-of-fact tone was so on.

"Reina-" I raised my hand signaling him to stop, he did. I go first.

"Can you explain to me, in details why you caused a scene in the restaurant that I work in? You could've gotten me fired you know" I wasn't exaggerating, Becky could be extreme sometimes. I continued, "As if that isn't enough you and your band sounded so horrible. Oh my God, my eardrums are true survivors! And you just had to sing in my native language, it was absolutely pathetic. Who are those guys anyways? Why Alex, for the love of God why me?!." I was begging now, this has been on for too long. It has to stop.

Plus, if he knows who I truly am, if anyone knew, they would never look at me the same way. Only when I stopped yelling at him, only when I really looked at him did I realise how broken and lost he looked. Now, I felt bad.

I reached out to touch his arm and he seemed to relax. "Look Alex, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh. I just-"

"No, it's okay. I'm the one who should be sorry and I truly am." He said cutting me off. He looked distressed. His hand went up to ruffle his hair again, he sighed. I actually pitied him.

"You have all the right to be angry at me. What I did was uncalled for and I'm sorry." He paused, I looked into his eyes and saw honesty. He may be cocky and proud but when I used to know him well, he was a pretty good person that just needs to get his shit together.

"You aren't going to get fired though, I already told your manager what I wanted to do and she was cool about it. Happy even, she said you needed a man in your life and that I had her support."

"What?!" I choked, taking a step back and removing my hand from his arm. I was amused. "She said that?!"He chuckled softly bringing life to his eyes and gave a nod in affirmation.

Ha! Suddenly everybody feels like they have an opinion in my life and my business. Manager or not, she's going to get an earful from me.

"You know, if you let me take care of you, you won't have to work till the day you die." I rolled my eyes at that. Back with the take care of me talk like I'm a kid.
He continued, "But I must admit, you're right. We really sounded pathetic just like you said,we should have stuck to English. The Spanish was to impress you a bit more which we failed terribly at, I'm really sorry." His voice was soft now but as fucked up as Alex was, I was worse and I will only hurt him.

"Alex-" I tried to cut in but he won't let me.

"No, please I'm not done. Yes, I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone in my entire life. Like hell, I love you more than I love myself but no matter how hard I try to show you, you always seem to pull away. Why won't you let me love you? I would never hurt you." He was begging. He was honestly and sincerely begging and I couldn't even do shit about it.