A Girl Named 'CHAOS'

CHAPTER NINE: FOREIGN FEELINGS

  I'm a flame
You're a fire
I'm the dark in need of light
When we touch, you inspire
Feel the change in me tonight
So take me up, take me higher
There's a world not far from here
We can dance in desire
Or we can burn in love tonight

Our hearts are like firestones

And when they strike, we feel the love
Sparks will fly, they ignite our bones
But when they strike, we light up the world
We light up the world

We light up the world
Oooh oooh
World
Oooh oooh
Firestone  

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Ryan's P.O.V:

I am enjoying the vacation on the isolated island in my dreams when I hear someone calling my name and that sound is becoming louder and louder every second. Then that someone screams in my ear on the top of his voice and my beautiful dream gets over. 

I wake up to find Shawn calling my name and babbling something which sounds like a foreign language to me. Out of nowhere he grabs the jug of water and empties it on me.

"What the fuck dude are you out of your mind? Are you like high or something? Why did you make me the bath in this freaking freezing cold?" I speak as I am fully awake now from head to toe.

"Dude I saw someone climbing your boundary dressed up like some sick criminal + the typical black ski mask. As soon as I reached downstairs to catch the person that freaking person was gone like gone invisible or something," he said out of his breath.

I switch on the side lamp and as soon as our eyes adjust to the light Shawn starts laughing seeing me, falling to the ground grabbing his stomach in the process but my attention is on the wall in front of me. 

After regaining his breath back he tries to speak through his fits of laughter, "Dude face.... mirror...". But then maybe he understood my serious expression because he also looks towards the wall where my eyes are fixed. 

"JODER," he curses with the same shocked look on his face. But then he again starts laughing and this time like he is going to have an attack.

"Motherf*** ..... how can you even laugh after seeing the condition of my poor room. Whoever did this, that bastard has invited his death." I spat with blood boiling inside me.

Suddenly Shawn moves near the wall and speaks again, "Tonto del culo(Idiot in the ass)....  just tell me you do lock your closet right?"  

Then it hit me and Shawn opens the closet stepping aside. I move closer and find my entire closet sprayed pur-fucking-ple. I look around the closet if anything is stolen but to my surprise, everything is in it's designated place. 

If not only a cherry was left for the top of  the cake Shawn faces me trying to maintain a dead serious look on his face, hiding his laughter in the way and says , " This is not only the colorful thing in your room there is more to it and I'm sure you are not gonna like seeing it. " and he points towards the mirror.

I run towards the mirror and find my reflection with CUSTARD written on the forehead. I immediately get into the bathroom and try to rub the sketch pen off my face, even the ice cold water doesn't seem like a trouble for now. After trying hard for 5 minutes I am not crowned with success.," F**K."  

Shawn walks in still trying to control his laughter. 

"Don't you even try to laugh or else I won't think twice before ruining your stupid face," I speak with irritation.

"Dude why are angry over me? Plus look on the positive side you can repaint your room and have new clothes. Most importantly nothing is stolen and you are safe, by the way, there is something written on one corner and it says FOR MY B and for that sketch pen thing on your face, you are stuck at home until it comes off." with that he turns around and leaves the room. 

I guess I know who might have done this to have revenge on me.

 Vee this time you have taken this little cat & mouse game far enough. You can't sleep peacefully ruining my night ......with that I grab my jacket and walk out of my house.

I check my phone while walking and it's 4:00 am. Climbing to her room's balcony is pretty simple with the help of the pipe. I open her sliding window with some muscle power and step into her room carefully.

It's dark inside her room, the only light coming in is through the window...the moonlight.

 As soon as I reach out for her blanket to wake her up she starts to mutter something like,"It wasn't my fault." again and again with a troubled look on her face, squirming in her sleep.

She is in a pool of sweat and gasps for air as if she is having some nightmare and in that nightmare, she is running away from something.

I place my hand gently on her head to comfort her and she sleeps peacefully again as if all her demons are gone. By watching the calm look on her angels like face something happens inside of me and that feeling is too foreign for me. Suddenly I start feeling uncomfortable. 

Maybe I will talk about that later with her.

I climb down from the balcony and reach my home. I am confused as the anger inside me is gone completely. I don't have a fucking clue what just happened. 

I hit the pillow and as I reach to my side lamp to switch it off  hoping that it will help me get some sleep rather I find a small slip kept beside the lamp, I open it to read and it says" YOU AMAZED ME WITH YOUR ARTISTIC SKILLS."  

 I keep that aside and try hard to sleep but it looks like my sleep has also betrayed me just like my anger.  

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Author's note a/n:

Hey, guys hope you are liking the story where it is going ahead. I promise it won't be another cliche' novel. But for that you have to keep reading it as every chapter will be having a twist.