Everything That Drowns Me

Chapter 18

*Eliza's POV*

I was alone in this stupid, huge-ass mansion... I didn't know what to do. The only rooms I've ever really memorized were Ben's and the kitchen... Ben's would probably be the best bet though. I walked back upstairs and into his room. I curiously walked over to the window. I saw Ben standing by the man with the carved smile. They were standing at the tree line, talking. Finally, Ben just shook his head as if to clear his thoughts. After that, they said their goobyes. The man with the carved smile (I can't seem to remember his name...) walked into the forest, but Ben dissappeared into a shower of pixels, and was gone. 

I shrugged and went back to looking around. He had so many games... It wouldn't hurt to play a few... would it? To be honest, I was extrememly afraid of messing with anything. He said it himself... he could kill me.

Or was he just mad because I didn't like him?...

Speaking of the topic, what was that even about??? Ben kidnapped, cut, and beat me. I think I should be able to choose what emotion I feel for him... 

Still though... What if I said yes?... His moods seem to change constantly, but that's probably because tons of things went on today, and it isn't even noon. I bent down and ran my hand over the Nintendo 64. It looked to be in good shape... It still had a Majora's Mask cartridge inside...

"What's so special about this specific game?" I murmered.

"You wouldn't understand..." Sounded a voice from the doorway.

I nearly jumped out of my skin. I backed away from the game, and looked at him, a small fear in my eyes. 

"Oh quit acting like i'm going to fucking kill you. I'm in a better mood now..." 

"Sorry..."

He walked over and sat on his bed. His eyes never left the game.

"Something wrong?..." I asked.

"No... I... No one understands, arlight?"

I causiously walked over and sat down beside of him. He was frustrated. I didn't really know what to do...

"I might understand... I can atleast try." I said softly. He had the faintest blush on his cheeks, but his eyes were glued to the game and he was wearing a frown. 

"I never beat the game..." He said quietly.

"That's what you're so upset about?"

"No... What I'm upset about is the devil that killed me... And the angel that bought the game..."

A small drip of black ooze made it's way down his face. I reached over and turned his head to face me. I wiped the black tears away and he just kept staring at me, as he silently cried. 

"Go ahead," I urged. "Tell me about them."

"My father killed me... And my mother bought me this game a week before... I always beat every game she got me. She thought I was smart, so she got me hooked on Legend of Zelda... I was close to beating this one, but..." he trailed off. 

I'm awkward at things like these... I opened my arms a little, offering him a hug. He hesitated, but accepted it. He was warm, and smelled like rain, if that makes any sence...

"Is there anything I can do?..." I asked. 

"Yes..."

I pulled away to look at him.

"Just be mine..." He said quietly. I should've been expecting this... 

"Like... a girlfriend?... Or... What?..."

"Yeah... Like a girlfriend..."

Slowly, I nodded. I liked taking chances... i just didn't know if taking a chance this big was worth it... Maybe I could change him... I must be insane...

"We can't tell anyone though." He said strictly.

"Hey, don't look at me! I only know 3 people here!"

He chuckled and got up.

"Come on," he said, opening the door.