Muna flops down on the sofa, resting her legs on the coffee table and stares at me with a smug look on her face while I scoff unbelievably at what she is implying
"And you're entirely sure that he is not avoiding you?" She asks again and I feel like sewing her mouth shut cause of the stuff she is making my brain go through
He's not avoiding me right? I'm mean I don't do anything wrong this time
I stop in my tracks, suddenly realising that I've been pacing back and forth while thinking. I hate that Muna is making me worry and I hate that I actually care so much
"It's not like we talk everyday, you know?" I shrug, it seems more like I'm trying to convince myself than I'm actually convincing her
"No. You both take breaks when you're fighting or else you're together all week sucking each others faces" she has her index finger pointed at me before it rests back in her folded arms
I scoff, again "Not everyday..."
"Everyday" she says with a finality and I roll my eyes
"Well, I'm here now. He'll tell me if he is" I say and walk into his kitchen. I fetch myself a glass of water and settle on a chair at the island as I sip on the water
I feel nervous because I don't know what to do if he says he doesn't want to see me. We had been doing so well these past weeks and I almost forgot that we are an avalanche waiting to happen
We'd been having minor arguements here and there but there's been nothing major. Until Muna started putting thoughts in my head and I realised I hadn't spoken to him since we left Jen's the other day
The front door comes open and Jace walks in, wincing slightly as he reaches behind him to shut the door. My body reacts before my brain and I jump out of my seat and towards him but I stop suddenly
His gaze falls on Muna who is texting away on the sofa, offering him a half wave before going back to whoever it was she was texting, then his eyes move to me and I hear him suck in a harsh breath
His green orbs look dim with pain but they hold my stare and we stay that way; staring at each other from across the room without making a move or speaking
"Okaayyyy. Let's use words guys, I don't get the eye works" Muna breaks it and I'm grateful to her for that as his eyes slide to her
He rolls his eyes at her and walks to a chair but winces again when his hand hits the arm of the chair. I notice that it is bloody and I immediately walk to him
His eyes watch me as I stride over to him and sit at the arm of the chair, taking his hand in mine while inspecting the cuts and bruises on them
You leave him for a few days and he goes busting his hands doing God knows what
"What happened?" I ask him and look up to find him watching me. His eyes snap away from mine and he attempts to pull his hand out of my grip but I grab harder and he cries out in pain
"I can press harder if you don't start talking" I warn and he relaxes in my hold but shifts his gaze from me
"What happened?" I ask again as my brain begins to work if he has a medical kit or I'll have to go to our dorm
"Your hand and your brain is messed up, dude" Muna peeks at his hand before landing him a punch on his shoulder
"What was that for?" He whines since he can't move to get back at her
"For doing what ever it is that got you in that shape. It needs cleaning" she says
"It's not as bad as it looks" he rolls his eyes
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Green Hearts
Teen FictionAutumn is finding new roads to love despite watching her father crumble after her mother left their lives, but love happens, and it happens when it needs to. So although she expects her college experience in Berkeley Uni to go plain as ever, she fi...