Blade Carter

TOUCH

I was silent for the rest of the ride. My eyes closed and my mind drifting into a unknown world where all my problems disappear. The only thing I could make out were the lyrics that sounded softly in the silent car.

I'll be good.

Could he be good? I find my stubborn mind bringing me back to Blade, as if everything reminded me of him but really how could I not think about him. He was just some meters away from me and only that was enough to make a shiver run through my spine.

He is despicable. The kind that I'm more than willing to sink into and figure truthfully and in its entirety. What I'm not ready for is to take two steps back whenever I take one forward. Facing him means that I can't touch him. It was a irony. But once again everything seems to be ironic at some point in our lifes.

I mentally curse myself for my constant habit of trying to uncover the good in something that doesn't have anything good at all. Still I'm strongly hoping that he has something good. Sometimes the good in a hurtful person is the love he has the capacity to give out to somebody. We don't hate the world in it's entirety. Never. And a hurtful person can love too.

He loves too. But at this moment I didn't want to face him despite all the thoughts that occur in my mind.

" You don't have to come out of the car. " Caleb's voice sounded over the music and my eyes slowly opened. He was staring at me. His eyes filled with what seemed to be concern.

We came to a stop and my gaze was now focused on Blade and a old man. Both exchanging some words and I immediately figured out that they weren't just mere acquaintances. A smile was plastered over their faces and the smiling man rested his hand on Blade's shoulder. Almost Fatherly like.

I was too distracted to notice that we were already in Mexico. Was I resting and thinking over things for this long?

Wherever we were in Mexico, it wasn't in its center because we were currently parked in a street surrounded with small houses and almost no people in sight. Still it was beautiful and the absence of too much noise made everything more pleasant to appreciate.

" It's alright. I'm coming out. " He nodded and opened the door on his side, stepping out and making his way to Blade and the old man.

I took a deep breath before also opening my door and stepping out of the black vehicle. My gaze was focused on the ground as I slowly walked over the three men, taking the stop beside Caleb.

" I'm sure you will find him, my son. Make sure to be safe and guarded on the vacant house I prepared for your arrival. " I almost found myself smiling while hearing the cautious and caring tone of his words. Reminded me of my father and the thought brought a sickening feeling to my stomach. It was a bitter thought. He probably didn't care to notice the absence of a stubborn daughter.

Distraction has always been hand in hand with me. Every saddening situation looks proper to distract myself and regret immediately after. If it wasn't for the enormous strength that I learned to possess over time I would probably be destroyed and with no intentions of walking till the end of my path. When will I reach the end? I'm still not quite sure.

" Ivy Barringer. " I heard Blade's hoarse voice and I was back to reality. All gazes seemed to be focused on me the moment I lifted my head.

But still my gaze found the green eyes for seconds before turning over to the kind man. He had a small but comforting smile plastered on his face. He was shorter than me, I noticed. And along with that he was carrying around a cane to make sure he could balance himself.