ROSE

46. Together

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I helped Noah up and apologized, ready to walk away.

"Where are you going?" He asked me, wiping the blood from his bleeding nose and his opened lip.

"I...I need to be alone for awhile." I simply said. "I'll see you tonight at the party." I added then walked away, not even waiting for his response. I knew that I had no car to go where I wanted to go but I knew the way. I took a taxi and told him where I wanted to go. All the drive was silent. I was looking at the water falling from the sky, softly hitting the wet streets of Seattle. The rain that washed all the dirtiness, that kept plans alive. I smiled. I love it when it rains like that. When it rains softly, only a few drops that freshen the air. The rain that doesn't wet you but freshes you.

I still couldn't comprehend what happened back at the college. Why did Anthony beat Noah up? I ended it with him even before it started. It should just be over. We both are bad for each other. He has a past that I can't handle and it is my fault for not fully trusting him. I know that he changed, I can tell by the way he was when we first met and the way he was a few days ago when we were hanging out but that doesn't change that somehow, his past will always come bit me in the ass. I would rather get hurt now rather than later. The sooner the better.

Anthony is the first person I see a future with. When I used to close my eyes, I only see us having a house together, a family together, being happy together. But it was all a big dream that ended as a nightmare. Now I can't see him in my future because there isn't one with him. We are both great people but we don't match.

"We're here, miss." The driver finally broke my line of thoughts.

I smiled at the driver, gave him his money and walked out. It was raining on my hair and I knew that a few minutes later, it will definitely be wet. I walked and walked, knowing where exactly I wanted to go and despise me saying and repeating that Anthony and I are over and that I should stop thinking about him, right when I had the time to come here, I did. Where we always used to come.

When I finally arrived, I took a seat on top of the whole city, looking at the sunset. I smiled. We never came here together before dark. This hill will always hold our memories and I knew that I will always end up here as soon as I have a problem. It was my escape like it was his. He showed it to me and told me that no one knows that he comes here. Being here makes me feel like I have his company.

Just when I looked next to me and I didn't find him, the circle of thoughts started again. Did I do a mistake letting go of him? We might be so different, I agree but I loved it. I loved his company. He knew me more than anyone, knew how to change my mood, how to make me laugh, how to forgive him without him even asking. His smile always brings me to smile and our eyes have a secret connection that neither he or I understand it.

A time lapse since we met ran in slow motion in front of me, the first time he helped me to find my class and my locker, our few kisses, our hugs, his father that I met and his mother that didn't like me. His friends that he introduced me to, the party we've been to together that ended with him telling me that he doesn't want me around his friends anymore, our fights because of his jealousy towards Dylan and now Noah. Even this place and when he brought me here to show it to me.

"What are you doing here?" A dark voice said from behind me, causing my body to startle. I looked behind me to see Anthony, standing there with the same outfit he was wearing in school. I didn't realize how much time I spent here but at that moment, the sun was already down and my hair was soaking wet from the rain.

I stood up and looked at him. He looked even more tired than this morning but he still looked good even with the eye bags and the red eyes. His hands were in his pants pockets. "I..." I had no explanation because even myself don't know what I am doing here. I just wanted to come and I came. "I had nowhere else to go." I simply said the truth, knowing that he can easily know when I am lying.

He nodded and looked down at his shoes. I wanted to ask the same to him but I already knew that it is the same reason as me. We both came here running from each other and ran into each other. That is fate. "Do you...Do you want me to leave?" He pointed behind him and I shook my head, not trusting the tone that will come out. Something about him makes me lose my breath and have a thinner and a softer voice. Something about him brings me weakness that I never thought I could have. He nodded and sat down where I was sitting. I frowned and looked down at him. He looked up at me and tapped the ground next to him. I blinked a couple of times but took a seat next to him anyways. His perfume was still strong enough to hit my nose even when he was nowhere close to me but I wasn't complaining, I enjoyed it.

"I missed you." He softly said. I looked at him, sitting next to me, unsure of hearing the right words. He wasn't looking at me. He kept his eyes in front of him, watching the top of the city. I wanted to say me too, I wanted to say anything but nothing came out. I bit my tongue when it was too late to talk and looked away from him. "Do you love him?" He finally turned to face me. I frowned.

"What? No!" I finally talked. I regret how fast I answered but when I saw a small smile creeping on the corner of his lips, I wanted to say over and over again to have this smile last for as long as possible.

"You're still doing it." He said, shaking his head and looked away from me.

"Doing what?"

"Pushing it away." I wanted him to look at me even if I feel so intimated, I'd rather him look me in the eyes than try to avoid them. When I didn't say anything, he carried on. "You're still pushing your feelings away."

"I'm not."

"So you don't feel anything towards me?" He looked at me. Great, here goes the sassy remarks of Anthony Adams. I didn't reply. He chuckled and shook his head, for probably the thousand time since he arrived. "You're lying." He said, even without me saying anything. "If you didn't feel anything for me, you wouldn't miss me."

"Who said I did." I was very proud of my remark, wanting to just return them smart comments he gives me all the time.

"Then what are you doing here?" Okay, maybe I can't give smart remarks then. "I won." He smirked like a kid that won a battle. I had nothing else to say, I bit my lip to not laugh but when he looked at me with a smirk I couldn't hold back my giggle.

This is going to bring me to the very first point again. Here we are sitting together, after a whole week trying to move on and we ended up in the same place, not on purpose, telling each other we miss each other's company, laughing together and enjoying each other's company without having to think about anything.

We finally decided to give it another try.We decided to go to the party together since we were both going. And again, we didn't discuss anything that happened previously. Nor him kissing Lindsay, nor me having Noah's company for the last week. This was our thing, I guess. We mess up then we move on, without bringing it back up, we forget it, together.

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