Destined Part I

Persuasion

“Adia, please…” Haiden begged as I turned to stalk away.

He kept up with me easily, his long strides swallowing the distance that I had hoped to gain.

“I’m not moving,” I exclaimed just before he grabbed my arm and whirled me around to face him.

I let a growl escape from my throat, disbelieving that he had the nerve to do such a thing, but he wasn’t the slightest bit affected. He only squeezed my arm tighter.

“Why won’t you believe what I am saying? You can’t stay here, not all by yourself,” he said, pleading to me as his jaw clenched tighter.

I had to respect the effort he put into not losing his temper. Although I really was just itching for him to let it rip. I’d show him what temper was all about.

“How can you tell me that the one place that I found I want to be, I can’t live in anymore?” I was nearly hysterical now.

“Why won’t it work? Why can’t I stay here, and just go out at night?”

I glared at him with all the force of my anger seeping out from behind my eyelids. He just stared back at me, his furrowed brows giving his displeasure away.

“You tell me that you want me to trust you, Haiden, but I don’t even know you!”

He closed his eyes and squeezed the bridge of his nose, taking slow, deep breaths to calm himself.

After nearly a full minute of silence, he lifted his face, his eyes calm again.

“I’m only asking you to trust me,” he said quietly, “because I want to help you, Adia.”

Why was he doing that to me with his stupid eyes? Why was I even letting it affecting me this much? And why did I want so badly to believe him?

“What are you going to say to the people you know, the people you work with?” he questioned me.

“How are you going to explain everything you are going through? It would be so much easier to start new, Adia, and live with people just like you. Don’t you see that?”

When I said nothing, he dropped his hands, sighing deeply.

“Fine. We’ll do it your way,” he whispered, looking at me with all the force his face could portray.

“I’ll leave you alone. I’m sure you’ll do just fine on your own. It was nice to have met you, Adia Celeste Dupree.”

He walked away then, leaving me staring after him as he slipped quietly out of the woods.

It shouldn’t disappoint me that he was leaving. Or at least that is what I told myself. But for some reason I was still staring.

I shook my head aggressively, and scrubbed my hands over my face. I could do this on my own. What did he know? I had been on my own for two years before this, how could it possibly be any different now?

Determined, I marched back to my apartment, and slammed the door on the way in just for good measure.

My determination was short lived.

I was going insane. I was back at square one, back to trying to figure this all out, all alone, and not being very successful at it either. 

The first day, I had no clue what to do with myself. I literally just sat there on my couch, with the television drowning out the silence, staring at the wall. I was moping about all the things I couldn’t do any more. I was truly pathetic. All I could think about was how I couldn’t go outside if it was sunny. How severely disappointed I was because of how much I loved the sun. And how I couldn’t eat anything that was in my kitchen, even though I was really beginning to miss chocolate ice cream. I ended up throwing everything away, shoving all the food in huge trash bags and carrying them out to the dumpster behind the apartments, just so I didn’t have to look at it any longer. Out of sight, out of mind, I figured.