I wake up to the sound of banging against my door and incoherent curses. I look at the clock to see its 3:00am. My body quickly tenses to the sounds outside my door. Please god not again. I don't know if I could survive two night in a row. I rise from my bed wincing from the pain still in abdomen.
I walk on shaky legs toward the door. I hear my heart pounding in my chest. I rise my hand to the door knob, my hands shaking in fear. The banging against the door causes me to flinch against my will. I pull open the door, waiting for yelling to start.
As I open the door, all I hear is silence on the other side. When I raise my eyes from the floor, I am met with ocean blue eyes staring back at me. Xander stands in my doorway. His shirt untucked from his slacks, and his tie loose around his neck. He sways on his feet from all the alcohol in his system. I should feel afraid. I see the ocean swimming within his eyes covered up by the night sky. I see a darkness so cold inside of him it startles me. The coldness I see in him warms something inside of me, that I thought had left me long ago. The boy in front of me is so utterly miserable. I should feel scared of what I see in front of me, but instead I have a strange feeling of safety. A dark smirk places itself on his face as he looks at me. It causes a small summersault in stomach.
"May I come in?" he asks with a slight slur to his words.
Without saying a word I slightly pull open the door allowing him entrance. He stumbles into my room covered in a layer of darkness. He looks around as if remembering the last time he was in here. I watch him from my closed door as he surveys his surroundings.
He sits on my bed and covers his face with hands. His ruffled black hair spays in all directions. I see his muscles under his shirt clench as grabs his hair. He looks incredibly vulnerable as he sits in front of me. Even in such a horrible state, he surprises me by looking so beautiful under the moonlight.
"Are you feeling better?" he asks still covering his face
"No" I say in a barley audible whisper from my position by the door.
His head snaps up as he meets my eyes once again. The moonlight seems to make the feelings showing from his eyes even brighter.
"Why are you here?" I ask a little louder this time.
"I was concerned" he replied still staring at me.
"Why"
"I don't know." he tells me looking down at the ground.
A mixture of feelings are floating through my mind about the man in front of me. I try to push them away, disliking the thoughts that run through my mind.
Does he care?
How could he care for someone like me?
I take a step towards him not sure what I'm reaching for. He looks up from the floor taking in my appearance for the first time. All I'm wearing is a oversized t-shirt. As I take another step I flinch at another jolt of pain through my stomach. His eyes burrow as he watches my action.
"Are you hurt?" He asks with a touch of concern.
I feel myself instantly tense up at the question. I turn away from him, and I walk toward the window.
"Ali" he says "what's wrong?"
I didn't know how to respond to the question. I don't think anyone has ever asked. I feel a jolt of fear run down my spine.
"Why do you care?" I whisper with my back to him.
I feel his eyes searching me from behind. Feelings I've never had before wind up inside my stomach, and I feel like I might puke.
"Because I do" he says so quietly I barely hear the response.
His words cause me to turn around too quickly. Another bolt of pain flashed so intense I feel myself fall to the ground. Xander quickly rushes to me. He places his hand on my back, and his other hands goes to turn my face towards his.
"Ali what's wrong" he says in a stern voice causing his eyes to flare.
I feel tears start to rise to eyes as I look at the concern written on his face.
"Please don't go" I beg him as my voice cracks
He slowly helps me rise to my feet, and places me sitting on my bed. He gets on his knees in front of me and grabs my hands. I grab on tightly enjoying the feeling of his touch. He looks at me with a small amount of panic written on his face.
"Ali please let me see." he silently begs.
"I can't" I tell him with a tear streaming down my face.
Xander lifts his hand up, and wipes away the stray tear. I lean my face against his hand, welcoming the warmth. I don't want him to go. It's been years since I've felt the kindness of another persons body. I never realized how much I craved this.
"Please" he begs
More tears begin to steam down my face. He can't leave.
"Xander please stay" I beg in a choked sob.
Xander rises from his place on the floor and helps me slide into the bed. He places the blanket on top of me as tears continue to stream down my face. I watch him as he walks to the other side of the bed. He lies on top of the covers, and he turns to face me. I watch him in the moonlight. He looks scared as he stares at me. I see the same emotions running through his face that I feel. Broken and scared. We lay there staring at each other for what seems like forever before I feel myself slowly slip into oblivion. I fall asleep and dream of his eyes haunting me.
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