GARIN

Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

I sat on the pier, my feet dipped in the water where Garin was. Grandpa left quickly to his house and said he had to do something. That drawing that I've drawn was truly a frightful scenery and we all knew that there was something definitely wrong. "Amadea," I looked down at Garin, who was staring off to nowhere. "Yeah?" I asked. "What do you fear?" He asked. I thought for a moment and stared off at the sunset, "I fear of anxiety."

"Why do you fear of anxiety?" He asked. "I can't really explain why I am afraid of it," I said. "but I do know it's probably because of the fear of being criticized or looking bad and everybody seeing me as a bad person." I looked at Garin as he stared back, his haunting blue eyes got bigger as he swam closer to me. "I'm scared Amadea." He said. I petted his wet head as my face fell to a frown, "I am scared too Garin."

***

I walked down the hallway back to my dorm-room, the feeling of no energy in your body and it was just nine in the evening. I told Garin to stay near the pier overnight, since it was impossible for him to be back at that beach. It was too dangerous now. I grabbed my key-card out of my pocket and unlocked the, lazily pushing it open as I kicked it close with my leg.

I threw my belongings on the desk as I fell on my bed like a person falling down, cause of their legs being numb. I turned over and faced the ceiling. "What now Amadea?" I thought to myself. I clearly had nothing else to do rather than worry more about Garin. That was what on mind, GARIN GARIN GARIN!

 All I can think about, every second, every minute, every hour, every single day. 'knock knock' I sat up on my bed and walked towards the door as I opened it. There stood Finn, wearing a polo shirt and some plaid shorts. He let out the smile that made every girl, specifically me, swoon. "Hey Finn." I smiled back sheepishly. He was so dreamy. No Amadea, you got more things to worry about. Garin. Yes, Garin.

"Hey Amadea, didn't see you at dinner. Everything alright?" He asked. I let out a nod, "Yeah, oh come in." I said as I let him in. He walked in like it's a daily thing to do, "So how are you feeling?" I let out a shrug, "Okay." "Just okay?" He asked as he looked at me. I nodded, "Just okay."

"Define 'Just okay'." He sat down on my desk chair. "I can't define 'just okay' cause I'm just okay." I told him. He nodded his head, "You know you can tell me any-" "Anything, yes I know." I cut him off. "Sorry for cutting you off." I looked down.

"Amadea, is anything wrong?" He took a seat next to me. I fiddled with my fingers and mumbled, "No." "Are you sure?" He asked again. I shrugged my shoulders. "Amadea Truscott, you confuse me." He sighed. "I'm sorry." I said. "Don't be." He grabbed my hand. I looked at him, "What if the person you love so much, that you would give up your whole life just for them, was in trouble?" He furrowed his brow, "There is something wrong isn't there?" 

I sniffled and looked down at my hands, detaching them from his. "I'm scared. I'm so very scared." I felt my eyes filling up with tears. He rubbed my back comfortingly with his hand, "Amadea, tell me. Tell me why are you scared? Maybe I can help." Tears rolled down my cheeks one by one, "You won't understand."

"You'll never know, just tell me." He wiped my tears. "Why do you care so much?" He looked at me for a moment, "Because you're my friend Amadea." I looked down, "Friend." He nodded his head, "Yes friend and friends help each other."

"Maybe I don't need your help." I looked at him. "But you do need my help, admit it Amadea. You need my help with whatever you're going through right now." He said. "I can do this myself." "You know you can't do this yourself, you just said you were scared." He looked straight into my eyes. His eyes were so beautiful, was I falling for this person?

"Why are you trying to push me away?" He asked. "Are you keeping something from me?" I bit my bottom lip."Finn, there are just some things you don't understand, even if I try telling you. It's complicated, that's all you need to know." He frowned, "You don't trust me, don't you?" "No, I do trust you. But for the meantime, it's mine to keep."

He looked away from me, the corner of his eyes twinkling. Was that a tear I see? He looked back at me, "I understand, it's none of my business. Just remember this Amadea, I'll always be there for you through whatever and that I promise you." he said as he stood up. He placed a small kiss on my forehead, "Goodnight Amadea." He walked out to the door, giving me one last glance and he was gone. 

I somehow felt bad, like I should be guilty of something. And I was guilty, for keeping something. But it was for a reason.

***

I looked over at the clock and it was now midnight, I couldn't sleep. I just couldn't, not when I have Garin to worry about. I turned over my bed and faced the ceiling. I need to see him. I need to see him now!

I got up and wore on my jacket, grabbing my keycard and walked out my room. I quietly walked down the hallway and to the pier. I walked down the wooden path as it creaked softly, I kneeled down at the edge. "Garin?" I whispered out. A head popped out, "Amadea." I smiled, "I can't sleep. I'm worried about you."

"Oh Amadea, you shan't worry too much." He said. "I have to, you mean way too much to me." I pulled my jacket closer to my body. "You need sleep, you still have classes to attend." I sighed, "I feel as if that's not important to me anymore. I'm stuck to one topic, and that's you right now Garin."

His pupils dilated, making his eyes look near to pitch black. "Have you eaten?" I asked. He didn't respond, "You should go hunt." "But I want to stay here with you." I shook my head, "You need to eat. Go." I demanded.

"Amadea?" I heard the most familiar voice, it was the voice that made me have goose-bumps and annoyed me.