What If Our Life Threads Bind?

Chapter 25.

Before even realizing, it was Monday morning and I was not looking forward to it.

The day had started awkwardly as I tried my hardest not to cross paths with Issac- Samuel's friend-who had practically asked me on a coffee date and I had told him that I was not sure if I'll be free for coffee dates in between classes-which was partly true.

"He said he'll wait for me outside the class and I was like no thanks, how about I message you when I get free. I don't know now. What if he finds me free....I don't know how to say NO."

"Oh its simple. Just say N and then O. No." Margo shrugged and I slapped her arm playfully. "Take it easy. Don't give him a chance to see you. Disappear."

"Into my invisibility cloak? Sure but I don't have one. I have like nowhere to go and he'll eventually see me."

"If he finds you, tell him you're busy or something. He can't force you into something you don't want to do. Else, you have me..I'll help you keep busy."

Margo kept blabbering but I wasn't really listening anymore. I noticed one thing happening with me that I had never felt before.

Lately, whenever I see a pair of brown eyes or that lean body or that favorite white and blue checkered button down shirt that he wears most of the time, everything inside my body would just act like being attacked by a reversed black hole-it would suck out everything I have inside me; Breath, confidence, balance, my thumping heart, all my blood-leaving out just my wobbly legs, unfocused vision, confused brain and a feeling in my chest that comes tingly and goes back in a whoosh.

"I don't know..." I trail off when I spot him. The tingly feeling comes back to where my heart rests and takes all of it with a whip.

His face is blank as he looks at me, probably mirroring my own. I smile a little but he doesn't. Instead, he frowns- the wrinkles on his face taking all over his blankness from the absence of a smile that I live to die for.

I try to wave a hand at him and a smile creeps back on his face. My breath comes back to my body and I struggle to not let it show that I am panting. What is happening?

"He didn't wave back." I observe out loud and Margo shakes her head.

"He didn't. But he nodded."

"Huh? When?"

"Didn't you see him nodding at you?"

"I don't-"

"Oh God. Why are you so confused? Stop sounding like he embarrassed you."

"But he-"

"Issac at three O'clock." She gasps suddenly.

"What?" I snap my head at Margo as pulls me up and then we're running.

I falter on my step a little as I steal a glimpse of Issac, who is looking at us running away from us.

"He saw us. Shit! He will know now that its because of him." I tell Margo but she kept running with me, my hand in hers.

My lungs have started to weigh a slight pain that I try to ignore. Its high time, I should start exercising. I spin a little to see the spot where Austin was standing only to see that he isn't there anymore.

I bend down a little, struggling with my breath as soon as we stop near the same stop where Margo and I were hiding the night we turned in Samuel to the Dean. It becomes a totally different spot in the light of the day.

"Just stay here. I'll go check if the coast is clear or not. Don't move from here and if you see him coming, talk it out. Tell him something."

"Like what? The way we ran out from there-I saw his face- He knows now. I don't know what should I even tell him!"

"Just something." Margo rolled her eyes.

"Sure. I'll tell him that the moment Margo saw you, she wanted to go throw up and she dragged me along." That gained me a laugh from her and then I joined her too.

"Okay, now stay here." She said and left. The dead silence surrounded me real soon and I had only just started to feel comfortable in the peaceful lonely when I heard a few footsteps and then there were none.

I looked around and suddenly, a hand came from behind, wrapping its fingers around my mouth. I gasped as then I spun around in their grip. My eyes widened.

"Shh..." Austin kept a finger of his free hand on his lips and smiled, removing his hand from my mouth while I struggled to breathe normally. "Stop running away from me."

"Were you trying to kill me?" I raised a brow and he shrugged.

"Shouldn't I be asking you this question?" He said and I frowned at him.

"Excuse me?"

He said nothing, his expression as wordless as his mouth as he scrutinized me from top to bottom. I flushed under his gaze and looked him into his eyes.

He didn't move for two minutes straight as if he was taken aback or something. I raised my brow again when I realized he was back in his skin. He brought his hand in front of my eyes and started waving it-a hairband. My hairband.

When I tried to snatch it, he leveled up his hand in a way that I couldn't reach it. I tried a few more times, jumping while he laughed until I finally gave up. I was tired already.

"Just give it to me." I huffed and he smirked in a way that killed my heart. Then he moved closer and I stepped back, until my back was pressed against the cool surface of a wall.

"Is it just me or did you really come to my bedroom last night and kissed me when I fell asleep?"

My face grew red as I stared blankly at him. "What?"

Is this what he wants?

"Oh my God, I think I saw him but-" Margo's voice came rushing in and stopped all of a sudden as our heads whiplashed at her sight.

"Ah..."

She looked around and then at her feet, flustered just when I realized how close Austin and I were standing to each other.

"Margo." I breathed slowly and took a step back. In response, Austin took a few steps more creating a huge gap between us. I breathed again and tried not to look at him.

"Should I come back?" Margo wasn't even looking up at this moment. Damn!

"I better go. Martha?" Austin says and I stray my gaze at him. He hands me my headband and walks right out.

When he left, I felt a pang of elation of the nerves, the butterflies, the anxiety and euphoria rushing inside me. I felt like I had been drugged but I felt happy and hopeful.

Is this how being drugged feels like?

Then the darkness filled inside me until it grew and consumed me, and there was nothing but black.