whispers and mutters • blasnique

Chapter Ten

THIRD PERSON

Blaster's eyes widened at Unique's sudden actions - all the emotion he could feel is just complete shock. He was anxious and he felt so unsettled, but he was weirded out by the fact that he rather calmed down.

He was surprised by the kiss 'cause he was certain he's never done any of this bullshit ever before - goddamn it, he thinks to himself - his first kiss was with his best friend! His childhood best friend that was a boy took his first kiss!

Blaster felt like freaking out at the fact that Unique's lips was still on his. It made his blood run cold and it was sparking so much panic for him on the insides.

He kissed back.

This is what he wanted, but why does it feel so wrong?

Unique bit Blaster's lower lip, and as he let out his tongue, so did Blaster. Blaster didn't know what the hell he was doing, he didn't know what the hell's the use of his tongue. But as he heard the door open, he quickly let go of the kiss.

"CRYSTAL!"

Blaster was shocked, and Unique was just completely drunk. He didn't know what was happening at this very second and so did Crystal.

Crystal took two careful steps aback and ran downstairs whilst crying; shocked.

"Crystal! Come back!"

Blaster ran to follow the girl and left Unique alone who was sleeping in the guest room.

He couldn't find her in the crowd of drunk people nor in the kitchen nor almost everywhere. It brought him to his immense panic and he felt himself shaking whilst trying to find her.

He feels like a complete monster now. A sinister creature that everybody is sickened of and an infidel.

He was panicking searching for her, and he couldn't stop it. He wanted to talk it through with her.

He saw Crystal run an exit outside the front door, and all that he was wanting to do was to explain whatever just happened - but it seems as if that'll never happen. There's hope no more.

God, he thought to himself. He felt so much things that was too much for him to process - it feels like everything's just going down the drain and just.. sinking.

Blaster chased the girl in the strong rain, stepping into the wet asphalt to scream her name like storm in the day. She was like the flood in his mind that he couldn't stop - she was the natural disaster that left a mess yet he loved every single part of who she was, 'cause after all she turned out to be the calm after the storm. She was the rainbow and the sunshine peeking out from the clouds.

"I'm sorry, Crystal! Please come back!"

Blaster ran as fast as he could to chase Crystal. And as soon as he grabbed her arm, she slapped him right in the face and let go of his grip.

"Fuck you."

"Crystal.. No.. It's not what you think.." He cried out, "Are you making a fool of me, Blaster? I saw what I saw and there's no goddamn way I could ever go back in time to not see whatever the hell I saw. We're over, okay?"

Blaster felt a sharp pain in his chest the moment Crystal took a tight grip of the necklave and broke it right in front of his eyes, throwing it to Blaster and then running away.

She's gone now.

And she's never coming back.

***

"Zild! What the fuck?!"

Unique was enraged. His face was all sorts of emotions and it seems like he was about to explode like a damn nuclear bomb. He was like a volcano ready for its eruption yet the difference was that he couldn't do anything about his anger.

"What again?! I didn't have a damn choice! Blame our fucking manager!" Zild shrugged, giving Unique a look that spoke all sorts of confusion of Unique's anger.

"You know the abuse I went through.." Unique looked at Zild, dismayed and of pure disappointment. "You think I had a fucking choice?" Zild answered back to him, crossing his arms.

Unique was running in circles and he felt like everything was just about to go downhill as per usual. He has always felt like this and he never knew the damn reason why - he was chained to the prison of his own mind. He was jailed in the abuse of his own mind and the substances he use to temporarily escape and come back again.

"Why do you always have to put the blame on me, Unique? You always point the wrong at me when I didn't even fucking do anything. The mirror's there to help."

By the fridge stood Badjao, hiding and pretending to be driven by his growling stomach to be there - only to find out he was actually eavesdropping on both of the enraged teen hearts.

Unique, on the other hand, scoffed at the curly haired boy. Looking at the different angles of the house and avoiding eye contact with Zild.

You know what I went through, Zild. You know.

She was sitting on the corner of the sofa, wearing a turtle neck and a pencil skirt paired with black heels, smoking and staring deeply at Unique.

Unique averted her gaze and exchanged glances with her. She raised her eyebrow and stepped on her cigarette.

"What you lookin' at, Unique?"

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, nothing."

Keep quiet.

Someone hears you.

Lower down your voice.