Blinded In Chains -Synacky-

Chapter 25

The next day…

Zacky’s POV

Brian was silent again; he said nothing to me. Didn’t even look at me. Which wasn’t really a surprise but it still hurt… A lot.

‘Zack?’ I snapped my head up to look at Brian, who’s eyes did not meet mine. The depths swirled with fresh tears, anger and guilt trashing and raging behind orbs of chocolate brown.

‘Yeah?’ I said, almost whispered, my voice cracking. I’d been trying so hard not to cry for the entire day, and I didn’t want to start now.

‘You hungry?’ He asked me, his voice still flat and monotone. I shrugged, scared to talk to him. I didn’t know what he was thinking and I’m not sure if I even wanted to.

‘Kinda...’

‘Okay.’ He stood up from the couch and swiftly left the room, leaving me there with another frown on my face. He needed to stop doing this to me.

‘Bri,’ I called after him, chasing him to the kitchen and grabbing hold of his wrist just as he reached the counter. He sighed, turning to face me.

‘What, Zack?’ His lips were set still, no frown or smile upon them. His face was just blank of all emotion.

‘I love you,’ I murmured, entwining our fingers at our sides. He nodded, easily freeing his hands from my grasp and turning around to face the counter, looking in cupboards for something to eat. I bit down hard on my lip, feeling rejection course through me. Never once had he denied his love for me if I declared mine to him… But I hadn’t dared utter those three words in the past few days.

‘Brian,’ I whispered, my voice thick with tears.

‘Leave me alone, Zack,’ he muttered, undoubtedly rolling his eyes. I snaked my arms around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder, the only place I could reach. He didn’t react, finding an unopened box of pop-tarts in one of the cupboards and pulling it out.

‘I love you,’ I repeated, craning my neck slightly to gently press my lips to his jaw. Brian sighed deeply, his breath coming out shaky.

‘I know,’ he whispered, moving his face out of my reach and concentrating on making food. I narrowed my eyes, fastening my hands on his hips and quickly spinning him around to face me. He looked down at me, shocked.

‘Brian,’ I hissed, looking up into his eyes. There were already tears brimming around his eyes. ‘Why are you being like this?’ My voice softened as I felt my own tears starting to approach, but I held them back for as long as I could manage.

‘I’m still trying to get over what you’ve done, Zack,’ he murmured, his tone dripping with apology but at the same time, loathing… His voice cracked as my name left his mouth, a tear rolling down his cheek. And I didn’t have a thing to say to that.

Brian’s POV

It hurt to have to push Zack away like I was doing; but I had no choice. I was still trying to come to terms that he killed someone, I mean… That kind of thing isn’t really forgivable.

I could feel my eyes tightening with tears each time he spoke, and I couldn’t help but cry. He looked up at me and his expression was enough to make me want to die; if tortured was the right word then I guess I’ll describe it like that.

‘Brian.. Brian I’m s-s-sorry,’ he whispered, his voice wavering as he tripped over his words, tears spewing from his eyes. I felt my lip trembling as he looked up at me, his eyes shining and his plush lips turned down into a solemn frown.

‘Zacky…’ I whispered, unable to speak the words I so badly wanted to… But Zack cut me off before I could even try.

‘If you hate me then just come right out and say it, Brian, it would hurt a lot less than how you’re hurting me now.’ He sniffled, looking down the moment he stopped talking. My breath caught in my throat at his words, and I could feel my heart starting to crumble.