Robin Zander #1- Part One

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"This is all your fault!" He seethed, throwing his hands up to cover his face, "You ended my life! My career! I could have done so much, and I've lost everything! It's all your fault!"
I felt my heart being torn up into tiny shreds, now wanting to do nothing more than throw his glass of Scotch in his face and leave.
"No! Do not put this on me, Robin! You stopped your own life because you thought you could make something of me! And I told you to stop trying- I told you to leave! But did you listen?"

He stared up at me through his fingers, saying nothing as he watched my every move like a hawk. Eventually he broke the silence with nothing more than a quiet whisper.
"Out."
I could tell he didn't want to say it, but there was no going back. I just shrugged, brushing off the immense pain I was feeling, and turned to my room to collect my few belongings.
"Fine. I'm going. Make sure you get rid of my number. I don't wanna hear from you anymore."

As the last sentence escaped my lips, my voice broke and my eyes began to sting. I heard a soft gasp escape him, but didn't turn to look at him- I grabbed a bag and began stuffing clothes in it. His gaze burned into the back of my head as I collected everything into the bag, and I turned to meet his eye.

"Later, Robin."

I lit a cigarette that I'd snatched from his pack of Marlboro, and left the door open behind me as I walked out onto the street, with no clue where I was going. The icy wind nipped at my nose and ears, and I cursed myself for not picking up a jacket.

Small shivers had turned into large trembles as I walked down what seemed to be the millionth street in search of some sort of shelter. The city's clock chimed 10pm, and I reached into my bag to grab the only blanket I'd bothered to pick up. Intent on staying away from Robin for the rest of my life, I sat in an alleyway between two close-knit buildings. It wasn't exactly a hostel, but it helped to keep the wind off.

"Are you living on the streets?"
A gentle masculine voice withdrew me from whatever state of unconsciousness I was in, and through my hazy eyes, I saw a figure- around my age, it seemed.

"I don't know, to be honest." I shrugged laughingly to the stranger. I didn't know what else to say- it wasn't like I was going back to Robin, but I didn't like to think of the fact that I had nowhere to go.

"Well you can always come stay with me, if you like." He offered. My parents always told me not to talk to strangers, but this man was different. He had something trustworthy about him, and I desperately needed somewhere to stay.

"That wouldn't be too much trouble?" I asked, meeting his reassuring gaze.
"Trouble? No, of course not!" He laughed as if I had said something completely ridiculous, and I couldn't help but laugh with him. I thanked him, and packed my blanket into my bag.
"I was just on my way to see a movie, actually." He said, taking off his jacket and wrapping it around my shoulders, "would you care to join me?"
"You know what, that'd be nice." I said, a smile on my face.

The two of us walked silently for a short while- every so often I'd fall behind due to the man's fast pace, then he'd stop and let me catch up. It's not that I didn't like it, however- it meant I could get a good look at him in the light of the street lamps. He had thick, dark locks of hair which bounced around his face as he moved, and bright, glistening eyes which had a kind look about them.

"What's your name, by the way?" He asked as he stopped once again to let me catch up.
"Y/n." I said simply, smiling up at him as I continued walking.
"I'm Tom." He replied, resuming his place next to me.
"Thank you again for all of this." I muttered, scuffing my feet along the path and staring down.
"No problem at all, y/n." He answered, before the atmosphere fell silent again. The silence was almost comforting, however it unnerved me. Nothing was ever this quiet with Robin around- he used to make everything as loud as it could go. But Tom was different- he and Robin seemed to be polar opposites.

Maybe Tom was a new beginning.

ok part 1 is done!! i hope you liked 💓💓

part 2 coming soon!!

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