The Sound of the Rain was Never Louder

Passive agressiveness

After I found Meepers dead. I went upstairs and banged on Crow's bedroom door. When he came out I yelled and screamed at him. He claimed that one of his crows must have got out and unlocked Meeper's cage to get inside. I knew that was a lie. In my heart I knew the truth. And somehow I knew why as well. My eyes streamed tears. I was so upset, all I could think of was how much I hated Crow. This is no friend of mine. And that I don't want to be around him anymore.
"I hate you! I want to leave right now!" I yelled at him trying to look as intimidating as possible.
Crow looked incredibly hurt. He stood in his doorway still visibly sleepy. His black hair messy with cowlicks. Wearing blue boxers and a white t-shirt.
"Listen Sightless, I'm sorry about Meeper's. I know you cared for it very much. But I'm still here for you. And I promise to heal your broken heart." His face was hot and looked as if he was going to cry himself.
"You don't actually care about my feelings. I hate living with you!" I sobbed, my body shook with grief. I hung my head trying to get ahold of myself.
He embraced me, taking both of his arms wrapping them around my body. Placing his chin on my head. I tried to push away, struggling against him. He pulled me into his room, closing the door. Finally he released me and I fell to the ground. He looked down at me. Those eyes of emerald. Like a carnivore. At last I remember.. Why the crows in his room looked different than from my dream. The ones I dreamt all had green eyes. Like his, knowing I will always be dominated by them. My shoulders were tense, ready to react to my command. I need to get away, I shouldn't be in this room.
He walked slowly towards me, looking to be as non threatening as possible. I was ready.
"Sightless, you need to calm down, your not thinking straight. I do all I can to make you happy. But I can't make you feel better if you don't let me." He began to crouch down.
Now! I took my left leg and kicked him right in the ear. "AHH!-" Taken by surprise and stunned he collapsed to the floor. The crows in the tree were spooked and all flew into the air. They flapped about clumsy, knocking into things like the bookshelves and lamps. I scrambled to the door, rushing to open it and get away. When one of the stupid birds ran right into my face. I was dazed and something grappled my shirt pulling me down to the ground. I landed on something soft and warm. An arm reached around and locked my arms to my sides. While a hand placed itself right over my mouth and nose. I was sitting on a now awake and probably pissed off Crow's lap. I could feel his breath on my neck.
"You really have been acting ungrateful. He snarled.
  I shook with terror. His face was pressed against the nape of my neck, I could feel his teeth, he was smiling.
  "Its late you know." He pinched my nose and pressed his hand hard against my mouth. I can't breathe.
   The crows were settled back on the tree. Playing with the shiny chains. I struggled against him trying to free myself. Everything was getting light, my thoughts fleeting from my mind. Inevitably I began to relax and laid back into him. Closing my eyes..
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    I removed my hand. Finally Sightless settled down, relaxed and asleep. My ear was throbbing and bleeding. Damn he sure has a strong kick. I moved my arm changing into a gentle hugging position. Holding him with care, he smelled nice.. If only you allowed me to be nearer.
     I ran my hand through his hair. So soft and pretty.. How I love you so much. But I betrayed your trust. And even now you don't forgive me. How much longer can I hold back my desires? Gently I ran my hand under his shirt, feeling his skin. I stopped myself, I have to get back his trust.
    His tear stained face. Heart broken from the lose if his beloved bird. It was getting in the way! Ignoring me, giving it all the attention that he should be giving me! There was no other option. But now all you have is me. And I'm all you need.
   I carried him to my bed, making sure he was going to be comfortable. Then I climbed in myself. Lifting the comforter up to keep us warm. I pulled him close to me, placing my right arm over his side. His heartbeat was so real, so alive. Inhaling his scent, my cheeks flushed red. If only you let me close to you all the time.. But your afraid of me, because I will be the one to destroy you. I kissed his ear, one day you will love as much as I do you.
It's starting to rain.
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    When I awoke, I found myself in unfamiliar territory. But I felt so comfortable, and snuggled back into the warmth. My memory was a bit fuzzy, what happened last night? Then I noticed that something was rising and falling behind me, breathing. An arm was draped over my side, dawning a bandage. I didn't feel so relaxed anymore. Why am I in his bed?! Carefully I began to dislodge myself from his arm, wary not to wake him. Once free I tiptoed lightly across the floor. The crows perched on the tree surveying as I did, but never making a sound. I looked back at the bed checking to see if he was awake.
He was turned toward me, eyes open watching. Oh god no, is he awake? He's not moving or saying anything though. Slowly I opened the door. Still he didn't move. I moved my feet across the floor. Only now my footsteps seemed so much louder on the wood floor.
Step
CREAK
   I'm so close to being out of the room!
Step
CREAK
  I take one last glance back.
He's smiling.
I closed the door.
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   For the rest of the morning I stayed in my room. Just thinking to myself. About everything and yet nothing.
Knock knock
"Sightless I'm about to leave. I've made some food and left it on the stove if your hungry. I'll be home before 7 again. Ok?"
   I didn't reply.
"Are you doing ok?"
   I was silent.
"I'm leaving now" Footsteps departed from my door and faded. The sound of the front door opening and closing could be heard. I waited 15 minutes before leaving my room.
   Glancing around to make sure I was alone. Meeper's cage was no longer at the table, or anywhere in that matter. My heart hurt as I passed by the hallway. I walked inside the kitchen and lifted the lids off the pans. Mexican rice and beans. Then on a plate was some lettuce and sliced tomatoes. I didn't feel like eating much and put the lids back on. Instead I grabbed two plums and sat against the glass wall. Looking out into the forest. It was raining outside. The glass felt cool on my face. Refreshing and jolting. The grass shook as the rain struck the blades at random. Straight ahead familiar yellow eyes were focused on me. My only other friend in a sense.
    The brown wolf was laid under some birch trees trying to stay dry. It's paws were muddy as well as its belly fur. The ears flicked away the water droplets.
   Does it have nothing else to do? Maybe it's hungry? I bit into the plum, sweet nectar replaced the taste of old spit in my mouth. It tore easy from my teeth. Juice dribbled from the corner of my mouth and down my chin. I stuck my tongue out trying to catch it.
   The wolf was watching with more interest. Like it want to come closer. I smiled at it and gestured to it to come. It stayed where it was. Which was disappointing. Then finished my plum off quickly.
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   The rain began to lighten, halting to just a light drizzle. It was about 2 pm now. I was taking a break from Pokémon coliseum. The difficulty spiked and it was hard to concentrate. My mind was focused on Crow. I really don't want to see him. I want to leave. How can I get out? I laid flat on my back spread out. Ok so door.. glass.. keys? Maybe it's worth a shot to see if he has a spare key in his room.
    Surprisingly I did not expect to return there so soon. The door was cracked open. I pushed the door open letting it open completely. The light inside was off.
caw caw
caw
   I eased my way inside, taking in the layout. The left was the crow tree, then a bookshelf, end table, then the bed. To the right, a second bookshelf, a desk, finally a closet. Straight ahead was a large window with a plant growing by the sill.
   First I quietly sifted trough some of the books, checking routinely at the crows. Nothing of interest, so I switched to the desk. The draws only had papers of maps, forest biology, interior design, and psychology. No keys though. I opened the closet, lots of outfits hung from hangers. Suits and hoodies. One seemed shockingly familiar to me. And removed it from the closet examining it closer. Designed for colder weather, a thick black hoodie dawned soft white fur was at the collar. I touched it with the tip of my fingers. So soft.. and stylish overall. Something was peeking out the left pocket. A photo, two young men.
   My eyes started crying on their own, I couldn't fathom why. The young men were wearing thick jackets. They both had unique white hair. One was older than the other too. It was snowing in the photo late at night. Hot breath hung around their mouths. This photo is important. I just couldn't return it to the jacket pocket. And placed it snug in my back pocket. I wiped away my tears with my sleeve. 
    For another hour I gutted the bedroom. No spare key. All I got out of my work was the photo. I'm deciding whether or not to confront Crow about it. Then again he might be mad about me invading his bedroom. But for now, I'm starving!