20. // Long talks, hugs and ...//

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From "Every Day You Play" by Pablo Neruda:

"I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
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He looked deep into my eyes, and said,'My did killed someone. He murdered someone,' I looked at him shocked. I didn't know how to react.

His dad murdered someone... I had no idea what to say...

'Noah, calm down. You can't believe what these buffoons say. Y-you have no proof. Just calm down,' I expected him to listen to me. I thought he would cool off..

But what he did next totally caught me off guard. No. He didn't kiss me if that's what you're thinking. He's not as dumb as all that.

What happened was, he looked up at me, his eyes ablaze with fury. He suddenly lashed out at me , yelling 'No Gab! Don't you dare say that! You have no idea about what I've gone through! You can't just give me false hope like that! You cant. It's not fair, so.. stop',

He was really yelling, and that freaked me out. I actually stood up in shock, and went back back a few steps. I wasn't sure about what to do.

Sure, I felt like shouting too, yelling and creating a ruckus, but there had to be someone mature around here. And besides , he was going through a lot... So I just stood there, and waited for him to calm down.

He took deep breaths, and was silent for a few minutes. He was beginning to compose himself better. He then looked at me , his eyes sad.

'I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have yelled like that. It was wrong of me. I mean, you have been nothing but amazing. It's like four in the morning, you could be sleeping at home in your cozy bed, or sending your boyfriend sweet late night messages; and here you are, listening to me weep like a girl and talk about something that you don't give a damn about, and you could just be doing something nic-,' I cut him off by tapping him on the head.
Hard.

'Now you listen to me. I could have been doing something better. Maybe I could have caught up on my beauty sleep. Or I could have been sending my boyfriend long, romantic messages from the bottom of my heart. But I chose this. I am choosing to be here with you. I'm choosing to sit here , on this slimy rock, and listen to your story, to see you cry, and be there for you.'

'Remember when you broke into my room that night? Remember what you said to me that day when I was crying my eyes out?

You said,'' I'm always here,'' and now I'm saying the same thing to you today. So, Noah Jordan, I'm here.
Always here. I'm here when you cry, and I'm here when you laugh. I'm here when you are at your lowest, and I'm here when you're high. Now will you tell me what happened next because, I'm dying to know,'

He looked at me. And looked. He didn't talk for two minutes.

'Hello. Earth to Noah! You still with me there? Dead? Alive?,' I said. Snapping my fingers in front of his face. He looked like an alien.
Suddenly, he snapped out of it, and opened his mouth.

'okay... So after they told me this, it took me a few days to understand what they had said completely. It wasn't easy, believe me, it wasn't. But I believed them. Just because it was them who told me, I believed them because, if my dad didn't tell me , maybe was too ashamed to, then these people he'd no reason to lie.

' The fact that my dad had lied to me, made me believe what they said even more. Depression slowly engulfed my mom, and while, it was difficult for me to handle the bitter truth, she almost collapsed under it's weight.
Newspaper headlines flashing the news of the person's murder did not help soothe our emotions... We were destroyed. Completely.'

' I spent endless nights holding my weeping mother in my arms, willing myself not to cry for her sake. It was terrible. But, after a while, I realized that, I needed money to help my mother live a happy life. I couldn't work obviously, so I started doing this.'

' And I can tell you, I don't like it. My life is constantly in danger, I don't know when I'll die, or what happened next. I just sort of...go with it.,' he paused for breath, and that's when I realized that this story somehow refreshed two purposely hidden and forgotten memories.

One was : my brother's death, and the other...my problem, my weakness. But I was too preoccupied to think about those further.

'The worst part is.. I still feel like there's a possibility that all is is a dream. That one say I'll wake up, and all the bad things, the horrible memories, and the scarring events will just remain a dream, and never turn into reality. That's what I hope it is... Just a really sad, weird , agonizing dream. ' he looked at me, and I gave him a weak smile.

I knew he wanted to talk more, so I just let him. I let him tell me everything. I let him pour out all his emotions to me. I let him set free all that was bottled inside him for god knows how long.

'Gab,' he said. 'Uhh,' I grunted in reply..
'I was in a very bad state. I still am. I have never told you this, but I started drinking. Really drinking. I couldn't stop. I had a girlfriend back then, and she was great. I loved her. But she started getting scared of me, I would come home drunk, very often.'

But no. I never hit her. It's like she was my drug. I didn't need to drink when I was around her. She washed my pain away. But she left. I don't blame her. No one in their right mind would stay with me. I don't know how you are,' I couldn't help but stare at him.

This was the same Noah who was so strong. The same Noah who saved me from those goons just hours ago. The same Noah that's been my rock. Here he was, so weak, so fragile.

He looked like a child. 'Help me Gabriel,' he said, and hugged me. I hugged him back, and I knew I wanted to help him. He needed a friend, someone who would ...stay. And I would give him that.

'Noah, I'm right here. Whenever you need me. Whatever happens, I'm always here. For you. now lets get you home' he pulled away from me, and looked deeply into my eyes.

' Not before I do this,'
I suddenly saw him leaning in, his hot breath fanning my face.

Before I knew it, his lips met mine.

Before I knew it, his lips met mine

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Guess he was as dumb as all that...

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AN
Hey lovelies!
How was it? I know I've had the same scene going on for the last three chapters, but I just wanted so much to happen here, and it would be too much for one chapter...so ..
But I promise, there will be a huge surprise In the next chapter! Just keep reading.
This chapter is dedicated to musiclover927 because new friends are always fun!
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Toodles,
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