I'm In Love Again

What The...Fudge

*Chris's POV*

  I stared at Jealousy, trying to remember where I had heard the name before, when it dawned on me. At Denny's on Sin's birthday, they had mentioned a guy named Zain, who I assumed to be dead. Apparently fucking not.

  "Sin? Wanna introduce him?" Jealousy asked her younger sister. Sin raised an eyebrow and shook her head, and Zain looked over at me. He had black hair with some red in it, a lip piercing, nose piercing, and several tattoos.

  He was wearing a Misfits shirt, paired with black skinnies and Doc Marten boots. Not a bad.outfit, I had to admit. "Hey, I'm Zain." he greeted me, then flipped a pancake over.

  Sidra saw me and giggled, reaching her small arms out to me. I walked over to take her, and Sin held her away. "She doesn't really wanna talk to you." Zain explained.

  I glared at the man. "And, what makes you think it's your business to say that?" I hissed at him. Sin smacked my arm with one hand, and I gave her a dirty look. "Chris, be nice." Jealousy chastised me for her.

  I had had enough. I walked over to her, placed Azarius in Ricky's arms, then dragged Jealousy into the living room. "Alright, who is he and why the fuck is he here?" I said in a low voice.

  Jealousy took a deep breath in before answering. "Zain is a guy we knew in middle school, we were all really close. He had this heart condition, and it was possible he could drop dead at any time.

  "This one day, he did. He flatlined. I was devastated, Sin even more so. That was when I started drinking and doing drugs, and Sin started cutting.

  "But it turns out, he was resuscitated, and his parents moved them all away, and wouldn't let us talk to him. He found her on Facebook yesterday and messaged her, saying he was in the area, and she invited him over today."

  I stared past her into the kitchen, looking at Zain. "So, there's a fucking zombie in my kitchen." I muttered, and Jealousy couldn't help but giggle. "I guess. Sin loves him to death, so take it easy."

  I squinted my eyes at her. "Some guy shows up in my house, my wife is all giddy over him, and I'm meant to relax? No." Jealousy protested as I walked back into the kitchen, but I ignored her.

  "So Zain, I gotta ask, why now?" I asked him rudely. Sin glared at me, but I pretended not to notice. "I'm sorry?" Zain snapped at me, turning around to look me in the eye.

  "All these years, you let the girls think you were dead. Why come back now?" I asked harshly. "Chris!" Jealousy exclaimed, as Sin fought to remain silent. "No Jel, he wants to know, that's fine, he's got a right." Zain announced calmly.

  "I chose now because I didn't have contact with anyone outside my house till I was 18, and by then, I was sure they would hate me if I reappeared, so I stayed away." Zain looked genuinely upset as he went on.

  "Over the last several years, I've wanted to reach out more and more, never forgetting them. Last week, I had a dream I saw them, like I did when I was a teenager, so I decided to finally try to find them."

  I stared at him, trying to prevent my jaw from hitting the floor. That was a pretty fucking legitimate reason, as much as it angered me to acknowledge that fact.

  After a moment of silence, I merely mumbled a, "Kay." and walked out.

*Sin's POV*

  Once Chris left, I took that as a cue to speak again. "I'm so sorry Zain," I apologized, "I just couldn't say anything in front of him. I'm not mad, but I don't want to seem weak, ya know?"

  Zain chuckled and checked the last pancake on the stove, and seeing it was done, added it to the large stack. "It's not weak if you apologize, Sinny." he told me, using my old nickname.

  I groaned. "Sinny, why?!" Sidra made a noise and I looked to her, and saw the trail of drool falling down her chin. I asked Zain for a paper towel, and he handed me one. I balanced Sidra on my hip with one hand, and wiped the drool with the other.

  "So you gonna talk to him?" Ricky asked me, "Cuz you know it kills him inside when you stay silent." I shrugged. "Maybe in a few days."