.Rise And Fall.

.Rise and Fall. (15)

|Chapter: 15|

Awkward.

The crunchy sound coming out of his mouth as he chew the potato chips. And the gun shots from the television. We have finished the pizza like four hours ago. It would have been rude if I didn't offer him and unfortunately he didn't deny.

We also finished watching two movies already and this is the third one we are watching right now. Him and I are like two different poles of the magnet. I know I've said it like a hundred times that how different we are but I can't help.

Sitting at the each ends of my medium sized couch. He looked really comfortable with his legs stretched out and all. Whereas I sat straight and stiffen like I'm ready to sprint any moment away from him if necessary.

But seriously I need to loosen up and relax. This is my house. It's half past mid night and I was desperately shaking my legs as I waited for him to leave. I need to sleep even though I'm not sleepy and its not a school night .

It was hard to concentrate on the movie with the crunching sound. And he got the nerves to take out those packets from my fridge like my best friend. On top of that he didn't even offer me. I fisted my hands that rested on my lap and look around the room thinking of some ways to tell him to go home. The movie didn't fascinate me much 'cause action movies were totally not in my genres. So I didn't find a bit interesting and the sounds were getting annoying.

I gritted my teeth before standing up abruptly from the couch and walk inside the kitchen.

I fisted my hands grabbing my hair as I pull it back. I was frustrated at myself for being scared of him. His expressionless features and that straight cold handsome face is enough to lose my mind. I lose my senses whenever I meet his black orbs. Dark pits.

I sighed as let go of my hair and decided to make some coffee to keep me up for the night. I watched the light rain outside the window. Will these ever stop? Feeling anxious about something bad is gonna happen. Like the darkness outside will out stand itself and even the bright lights inside my house won't be able to protect me. Bad. Everything about this place was bad. Nickel, was like a cheery on the top of a cake. I have ignored him for so long and he did the same. Now whats the point of knowing each other when I've planned everything so that I could get out of here.

I went back inside the room but halted when I heard a deep voice whispering. That deep voice belong to no one else but Nickel Black. I couldn't make out what he was saying because of the television but the last part he said was loud and clear.

"How many damn fucking times I have to tell you that I cannot come tonight. She's in my house", he stopped for a while before snapping at the person on the other side, "I don't give a fuck about the deal."

He hung up and pulled his hairs in fustration. He looked mad from where I stood looking at him. Even if I'm not the best person who knows him well but I kinda know he wanted to break things. And I have to stop him. Before he hurt himself. No. Before he destroys any of my mom's collection. I started to take slow steps towards him. He let out a frustrated growl and I froze.

The person that I was with some minutes ago is totally different from the person I was looking at. He took out a small flask from his leather jacket pocket and drank it. He finished it in one go and threw the can away making me flinch. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even move from my place. Just watching him as he rub his face several times shaking his head. I felt a slight pain inside my chest looking at his state. He look lost, hurt and angry. I suddenly felt an urge to hold him but my feet stick to the place. I was scared and it took over my pain like always.

His phone rang again and this time he picked it up without checking the caller id. "STOP CALLING ME..", he screamed. Did he forgot the fact that this is my house and I'm still here. The next thing that happen was so quick that even brain found it hard to process. His phone went flying before it crash against the wall and broke into pieces, "FUCK!!! STOP REMINDING ME HE IS DEAD."

I ran to him without even thinking what I was doing before I pulled him to me in a hug and started rubbing his back in a soothing manner to stop him from shaking. The new smell of the alcohol added to his fresh lemon invaded my nostrils. "Shh.. Its okay. Shh..", I whispered softly.

I didn't't know what happened and for what I was telling him to be okay but at the moment that's the only thing I came up with. I continued rubbing his back telling him to calm down. His breaths were uneven and my heart was pounding hard under my ribs.

Suddenly he stopped breathing when he finally realised I was holding him. I shut my eyes tight still holding him close to me as I waited for him to push me away from him and get mad at me.

But instead he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him crushing me into his hard chest. He was fanning my neck with his warm breathes making it hard for me to stay in my right mind. He calm down but his grip was still firm on my body. The tingling sensation ran through my full length realising how close our bodies were. I didn't have the slightest desire to push him away. At the moment I was ready to throw the thoughts of staying away from the delinquent out of the window, everything felt right. We felt right. Right together.

"I want it to stop. Fucking stop", he mumbled in my neck.

A shivered but I tried my best to concerntrate on what he was saying. He sounded hurt. There was pain in his voice like he couldn't forgive himself for something. I didn't know what to reply so that I could make him feel better. I had no idea what he was talking about but I knew it was hurting him.

"Por favor abrazame fuerte", he whispered this time, and he sounded drunk.

"What?", I asked cluelessly.

"Nothing."

He was still holding me close to him. I slowly pushed him away from me even though my heart was against it and I felt cold. I had to. I placed my hands on my laps as I sat away from him on the couch to maintain some distance between us.

I was looking at my interlaced fingers when I said, "Its getting late, you should leave." We sat there silently for a minute as I waited for him say something. But nothing came and I didn't dare to look in his black dark orbs. I knew the consequences if I did. I'd fall hard. Another minute passed and then another.

He stood up fisting his hands into ball before saying, "You're just like everybody else." What? Hurt and anger clear in his voice. He rushed out of the room before the front door slammed making me flinch when a tear roll down of my left eye. What have I done?!?

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