Silver Eyes

Chapter 2

I awoke to a really annoying sound, that was obnoxiously loud as it vibrated off the walls, confused and irritated, i looked over at the clock, only to have it read 6am, I growled, as i kicked my blanket off, I stood up and trudged out of my room and to the front door, after unlocking it i snatched it open and walked into the hall, when i looked out the window i saw 3 guys and a group of girls, probably around 6 of them, they were all going up and down the stairs carry boxes and furniture, i frowned, i didn't know we were having new people move in, but that wasn't really my problem at the moment, what i really wanted to know was why the hell they were moving in at 6 in the damn morning.

Convincing myself to simply let it go, because as grumpy as i was, going out there and making a fuss wasn't exactly going to put me on anyone's good side, not that i gave a fuck, but who the hell wants to be enemies with their neighbors, surely not i, i got along with my other neighbors, i'm sure i can get along with them too.

Huffing, i turned around and went back inside, i decided to get ready, seeing as i probably wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep no time soon, and since class started at 8:30 i might as well get ready now, that way i can stop by Cafe Mami aka my job to grab a cappuccino.

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When i got to the cafe, i noticed it wasn't busy at all, but considering what time it was, i guess i could understand why, Upon hearing the chime of the bell hanging on the door, i was greeted with a good morning, from my co-worker Sabrina, she was a short, petite brunette, with freckles and round thick framed glasses.

"Good morning" i replied lazily as i yawned, she smiled and began ringing up my usual with my discount, as she did so, i took the time to look around, there was only a few people here this early in the morning, an old couple that currently occupied the corner booth, by a beautiful painting of Paris, and a guy who looked to be around my age or slightly a little older who sat in the middle in the room, scrolling through his phone as he sipped on his beverage.

"1.75 please" i whipped around almost forgetting about Sabrina, she giggled, I quickly pulled out my wallet, giving her the correct amount, "what brings you here this early this time?" she asks, i sigh then shake my head.

"Couldn't sleep new neighbors were moving in" i said, her lips formed that of an O, and she nodded her head in understanding, I then walked over to the window seat. Plopping down, i preceded to pull out a book from my bag i was almost done reading it, the name of it was 'The Last Breath', its about a 10 year old boy, who has been sick his whole life, with an unknown disease, doctors run test after test trying to find a cure, as the boy is getting sicker and sicker every passing day, little by little, he starts losing hope that he'll ever get better, but on one frosty winter day as hes looking out the window he see something lying in the snow, he goes outside and finds an injured bird, he decides to take care of it until it heals and could fly again, but as time goes on he gets attached to the bird, playing with it and going on adventures...or at least that's what i thought was happening, until i reached the end, only to realize that the story was made up by the mother, who's dying child had asked her to tell him a story, since he had less then a day to live, and wanted to hear his mothers voice as he died, in the end he died with a smile on his face his mother and her wonderful stories the last thing he hears, while on the other hand the mother weeps for her child who just takes his last breath.

I closed the book with a now empty feeling in my chest, i didn't think the book would be that sad, i thought maybe there would be a happy ending but i guess i was wrong, i supposed not all stories have a happy ending, and many have to learn that the hard way.

I gazed out the window, so deep in thought, i hadn't even noticed when my drink was sat in front of me. I stared at my reflection, as i began to reminisce on the past, only barley remembering anything good about my childhood, my mind was to clouded by the bad memories, and the traumatic experiences.

I squeezed my eyes shut, throat going dry, as my heart began to throb painfully, and tears threatened to spill, i wanted so badly to just curl up into a ball, and just cry, why couldn't it have just been me, why not me, why. over and over and OVER! Repeating in my head, like a broken record, on repeat, i couldn't do anything, i was so helpless, sometimes i wonder what my purpose is, why it is that some live and others don't, people say its because that's just how the world works, while others say that's just God's will, but i wonder what is it really.

Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder, i snapped out of my thoughts, and looked up to see who came to pester me, in my not so good mood, and to my surprise it was the boy, the one who was scrolling through his phone when i first walked in.

He smiled at me, he was actually pretty cute, not my type but still attractive, he had dark brown hair and green eyes, he stood at about 5'10, with a slim build and his smile was to die for. He fidgeted nervously, as a slight blush crept onto his face, his ears even started to turn a little pink, the more i stared at him.

"hey, i know this is really random, and probably a bit strange, but i thought you were really pretty." he shut his mouth just as quick as he had opened it, and spoke, i just continued to stare, honestly i really didn't know what to say, especially at this particular moment, i really wasn't in the mood to deal with this...so i did the only thing i could to avoid this situation, i grabbed my things, gave him the best fake smile i could, as i said.

"Sorry i'm not interested" Then hurriedly walked out, i sighed, as i looked up towards the sky, seeing the sun starting to rise, i pulled out my phone to check the time, then continued to walk with no destination in mind, it was only 7:35, i had a bit of time on my hands, i had intended to sit at the cafe then leave when it was close to the time, that class would be starting, but if that guy was staying there in the cafe, it would have just made things really uncomfortable for me.

Eventually i wandered over to a park, not having anything else to do, i settled for swinging on the swings, and drifted back into my thoughts.

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School went by in the blink of an eye, in Mr. Dreary's class we had Mr. Roberto telling us about some of his business deals, and things like that nothing too fancy.

when i got home i decided to watch some Tv and eat some ice cream, before i sat down i went to my room, and grabbed a fuzzy blanket out of the closet, i walked back to the living room, turned the lights off then jumped on the couch.

About 20 mins into watching Stranger Things, my phone started to ring, when i looked at the caller ID, i saw that it read, Lorenzo Roberto, my heart literally stopped, as i scrambled to put the empty tub of ice cream on the table, and throw the blanket off, i shot off the couch, then answered the phone in the most professional voice i could muster.

"Hello" I held my breath as there was a pause, suddenly i heard a deep masculine chuckle on the other end, i practically died inside it was literally the sexiest thing i'd ever heard.

"Well hello, Miss Romani, how are you, well i hope? he questioned, i started nodding my head quickly, however, realized that he could not in fact see me, so i settles with answering him instead.

"I'm fine, and what about you?" i asked

"I'm doing just fine, i called so that we could set a time for you to come down to my office, would tomorrow at 10 be okay?" i made myself dizzy with how fast i responded yes, ugh i make myself sick with how much this man has me wrapped around his finger. "Alright that's all i really called you about." The line went silent for a split second, it felt like that wasn't "all" he had called me for, I felt like there was something he wanted to ask me, or maybe that was just my imagination, i heard him clear his throat, as he proceeded to ask, "are you sure your feeling okay? You looked a little down like something was bothering you earlier today." I mentally awe'd, he was worrying about me, i really wasn't expecting that but ill definitely take it.

I smiled and let out an airy chuckle. " I'm fine now" thanks to you, we talked for a minute longer and then said our goodbyes, as soon as he hung up, i started running, and jumping around, acting like a love sick teenager, i sprinted to my room and flung myself on the bed, and started screaming into my pillow, i rolled over onto my back, and sighed a content sigh, i tried to go to sleep but for some reason, it just wouldn't come, and i wonder why.