PICTURE PERFECT [KATHNIEL]

chapter 9: the life to china

"What?" What was that? He can't come with me.

"I said I'm coming with you" He said as he stands up and face me.

"Why?" He can't come with me. He has a life to solve and a job. He works as an actor, right?

"Why not?" He jolts as he steps closer. and I back a few until I thud to the wall. we were inches apart. My heart is screaming like someone just died. I met his eyes. They were bloodshot from... Crying? I couldn't bare looking at him like that. So I look down.

"Y-you d-din't-t a-answer-r m-m-y-my que-question." I stutter. He held my jaw-line and pushed my gaze up and make the 'few' into one. One inch apart.

"I know." His breath smelled like alcohol. He's high.

"You're drunk, J!" I push him away but he din't move. Not even a flinch.

"No I'm not." He push away and sat on the chair. and took a drink that I thought was water because of the clear vision.

"Yes you are. Why are you even drinking?" I have to ask. did he loose something important? Broken Heart? Family problem?

"I'm not drunk!" Then there I saw a chapter of him  never saw before. he grabbed ahold of the chair and smashed it down. He took the glass and drunk all of it with a gulp and smashed it beside me. I took a step forward and placed my hands beside both of his wrists and look up at him.

Don't cry! Don't cry! Control it! don't feel! don't! Control!

my vision was blurry and I slide down. I hugged my legs and cries on my knees.

Why am I crying?

I suddenly feel hands wrap around my wrist and detached it from hugging my legs and I look up at him. He looked in pain, guilt and fright. Everything move so fast.

"Don't cry." He whispers as he pulled me up and gave me a hug. "Don't cry." He repeats behind my back. his touch was soft and flew electric shocks in my body. As the sting fades I hug back. And cry. "Please," He tightens the hug. "Don't cry."

I pull away and wipe the tears.

"I'm not drunk." He took a couple of steps forward.  "I'll come with you."

.....

"This," He enters. "Is Home Sweet Home."

I enter the suit and felt so embarrassed with what I called home back then.

his room was "Sweet." 

"I know." He smirks.

His place was Pure black although the Chandelier that hangs above the high ceiling keeps it lit up.

But I locked my gaze on a painting- It wasn't a dark and cold painting.

It was a candy town map that has all beautiful colors.

"What's this?" I say taking a step forward. He ran towards it and took a tablecloth and covered it. "Who owns it?"

"Noonejustagift." He said swiftly.

I laugh. "Okay then." And I roamed around the suit. This place will be pitch back without the  light. Only hint of either silver or white is seen.

I took out my phone and texted my family.

Me: Hi Mom! Hi Dad! Hi Penny! Hi Julia! Hi Calles! I'm at China already! Want something?

Family: Hi Petti! We don't want something. Have fun! :)