'Chris, I don't get why I have to come with you. I left months ago.'
'We're still friends, aren't we? Plus I need you to watch my sister while I'm away.' My tall friend spoke to me as I walked with him to where his sister resided. I don't even know why I was going with him, I was still upset about my last girlfriend dumping me and I didn't want any other girls in my life.
'You said you needed me to help you pack for your tour.'
'I lied. I need you to watch my sister. Just do this for me, she needs the support.' I gazed at the pictures that seemed to plague every inch of the hall we stepped down. It looked like some sort of dance studio and I could hear music barely dropping from each door we passed until we got to the sixth room. Before Chris and I stepped into the room, he paused with his hand on the handle. A deep sigh escaped his lips before he spoke. '(Y/n)...she's very special but she...she's fragile. Please, Balz, just make sure she doesn't get hurt. I'm begging you, please just do this for me.' Chris knew I couldn't say no to him when he was like this and he used his pain against me. Bastard.
'Fine, I'll watch her. Is she a dancer or something?' I asked as he smiled at me and opened the door. I stepped in, meeting the gaze of about fifteen people. Most were pretty average looking, even the two older ladies with grey strands of hair that almost blended with the rest of their pale skin. Everybody was incredibly thin, so thin that I could practically see through them all.
'Hello? Who are-'
'Chrissy!' One of the girls called before bolting to Chris and almost tackling him to the ground. I was stunned at the sight of her. Gracefully flowing (y/h/c) hair, sickly (y/e/c) eyes and (y/skin/c) skin. She was truly an angel amongst mortals.
'Hey, (Y/n)! How've you been?'
'Alright! Did you come to see me dance?'
'Of course I did. I even brought my friend Balz. Anyway, go practice! We'll go shopping after, okay?'
'Thank you Chrissy!' She exclaimed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. She immediately let go of him and waved to me before going back to her spot between two blonde girls who looked more snarky than they should've been. Their instructor cleared her throat before instructing them on what to do. Meanwhile, Chris and I shut the door and sat on the floor, out of the way. "Faded" by ZHU began to play and I could barely pay attention to the terrible sounds when she began to dance with the music. Everybody was in-sync, yet (Y/n) stood out from the rest of the girls and boys dancing. She was perfect, never letting a beat pass without moving. Her hips snapped and shifted while she moved, just like everyone else's. She'd extend her arms and run them down her neck to her chest before snapping them to the left and rolling her hips to the music.
'Great job, (Y/n)!' An instructor commented while the other clapped to the beat.
'She's really talented...'
'I know. She's been like this since she was little. I wish she'd take a break though...' Chris' smile twitched before he waved to his stunning sister.
'What do you mean?'
'She...she doesn't eat as much as she should be. I always need to watch her and make sure she eats all her food but she always manages to slip by me...' He wasn't trying not let on how worried he was, I could tell by the twitch in his smile. Chris was someone who didn't want to put his problems on others and it wore on him to an troubling extent. Usually he got solace in his writing but this was obviously something that was truly scaring him.
'I'll try to help her, okay? Just stop being all emotional. It looks weird on you.' I replied, plopping my head into my hand and continuing to gaze at the angel without wings.
'Sorry, I'm just worried about her. If you can start getting her to eat three times a day I'll let you marry her.' He was obviously trying to joke around. I decided to go along with his forced joke.
'Shit man, you're making me want to just shove food down her throat.'
'If that's what it takes.'
'Chrissy!' (Y/n) shouted, bolting out of the toilets and practically jumping onto her older brother. He replied with a smile and a gentle hand against her back before subtly making her step back. Her hands brushed against her sides for a moment before she tensed up and hid them behind her back.
'You did really well today.' He flattered her before taking the gym bag off her shoulder and slipping it over his own. I decided to stay quiet, examining their interactions.
'How long until you leave?' She asked him as we began to step through the slightly dreary halls.
'About a week.'
'How long are you leaving for?'
'Two months.' She sighed with annoyance before turning to me. I couldn't help but let an uncomfortable redness spread across my cheeks as her gaze cut into my skin. I didn't feel anything except confusion which, for me, was an incredibly big deal.
'Are you okay? You look sick.' She asked me, friendly concern showing in her gentle tone.
'Yeah, I'm fine...Just annoyed at Chris for lying to me. He told me he needed help packing.'
'Well, I still do need that but the biggest part is you taking care of (Y/n).' (Y/n) didn't seem remotely phased by her protective brother. He was slightly more controlling than most siblings but it was more comforting than creepy. He had shed light on the face that they looked after each other a lot since their parents always fought so I could only assume that was the reasoning behind it.
'Thanks, Chris but I really can take care of myself. Enough time has passed, I'm fine now.' Her tone went down, to the point where she sounded like a normal person. Her optimism was pushed aside just for that sentence and it was slightly scary.
'Last time you said that I had to take you to the hospital. I'm not doing that shit again.' His response was so casual that I began to wonder what they were talking about. It didn't sound like they were talking about something serious but they were and I couldn't help but let my voice crack slightly as I asked them what happened. 'I'll tell you later. For now, let's just relax. I'm so fucking tired.'
