Into Her Depths

Chapter#26: Lion King

⚜Isabella⚜

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow evening?" Issac asked me when he met me in the library.
I have known him from past few weeks and he seems sweet to me. He told me that since he is popular people talk bad stuff about him just to ruin his reputation & I understood what he meant.

He was good at chemistry and I was worse at Mathematical subjects so I asked him to help me go through the basics.  While, I was trying to balance some equations he asked me to spend some time with him.
I said thoughtfully "Yeah, sure. I'm free tomorrow. Text me the time & place."
Since we were good friends with each other so we exchanged numbers.

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Issac texted me to meet him near Heldon Park which was a seven-ten minute walk from my apartment. Since my bike would appear by Sunday so I had to walk. I never had any problem to walk cause I used to walk a lot in my own town.
I wore a black sweater which had oversized sleeves over my jeans. I loved oversized sleeves in winter clothing. I tied my hair in the bun as I used to do it randomly with a scarf around my neck. Of course !

I met him at our spot & he waved me as soon as he saw me. I waved back. He was wearing red hoodie over black jeans. Looking good.

He told me that there was a winter carnival going on in Heldon Park and it would be fun. We got on too many rides and some scared the hell out of me but I didn't allowed any voice to escape my mouth. I didn't want to feel embarrassed at it.
If Tristan was there instead of Issac I would scream like anything. He know me so well and I had become so comfy around him.
Maybe, because he knows my weakness. No, I mean we both know each other's weaknesses.

We drank hot chocolate after the carnival and I had fun there. My mood brightens up but I don't know why I was missing Tristan. If Tristan would have been with me here, it would be completely different. He would have been saying things which would electrify my nerves.

Shit, I need to stop thinking about him like that. I'm not here to fall for some guy rather, to study.

My inner conscience told me that Tristan wasn't some guy & I wasn't going to admit it. Anyhow!!

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I came home around ten at night and was surprised to see Tristan at home. He was trying to do something in the kitchen.
"Hey, buddy." I greeted him smiling.
He turned to say hi and I was shocked to see his knuckles all bandaged.

I came near to inspect his hand. He stopped doing whatever he was trying to do. I narrowed my eyes at him as soon as I lifted my face wanting an explanation for this.
He sighed "Just a fight."
I knew he lied cause his eyes were saying so. "A proper explanation." I demanded the way a mother speaks when his child does something wrong.

"First dinner, then we will talk about this." He said pulling his hand off from my grip.
I knew he was just changing the topic since behind the scenes was a long story but I dropped it there and appreciated the vegetarian soup he prepared on his own.

"You need to add in a little more pepper in it to intensify the flavor." I said having the soup.
"Noted." He said smiling.
"Is this your own recipe?"
"No, got one from YouTube."
"Whatever! I'm impressed." I said finishing my soup.
He grinned feeling proud.

After cleaning up I went to the lounge where Tristan was sitting on the sofa as usual, randomly changing channels.
"Wanna watch something?"
I nodded and sat beside him. For a moment his hand paused on the remote to see me since we were sitting close enough, our shoulders almost touching. I could feel his gaze but I didn't meet his eyes.

"Lion King." I said aloud which made him come out of his trance.
"What?" He was startled.

"Let's watch lion king."
"No way. I'm not a kid anymore."
"But I'm." I made a baby face and he smiled softly.
He started the movie and after a while he was also interested in it.

At the interval of the movie I paused it and started "What did you do to your hand?"
"I told you, fighting randomly."
"And I told you that you owe a proper explanation for it."

"Fine." He sighed. I turned my body towards him to listen to him.
"I had a fight with the man who was bothering you that night. He needs to get a lesson for his f*king actions."

"You would have left the matter th-"
Tristan interrupted me "Are you out of your senses? How can I allow someone to touch you like that Hazel?"
With pause "I want to teach that bastard a lesson so that he doesn't roams around you next time."

I loved the way he care about me. My heart was drowning since nobody has done something like that ever. "And for that you hurt your hand?"
I kind of questioned him.
He hummed in reply.
I sprang up from the sofa and gave him a tight hug, making sure not to hurt his injured hand.

At first he didn't reacted since he wasn't expecting a hug but then held me tightly from my back.
As we break apart, we both were smiling. "We need to discuss this thing as well." Tristan said after a while.

I narrowed my eyebrows as little confused. He said further "These goosebumps you give me every time you touch me. We need to figure this out."
It made me laughed "some other time. Let's continue the movie."
Gladly he didn't argued to talk about it. I knew that this relationship going on between us was more than friendship and too much complicated, still I didn't want to sort it out because I was afraid to lose this thing between us. At the moment, the conversation dropped but I know Tristan will talk about it soon.

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Heya! Hope you enjoyed reading the chapter.
Tell me in the comments that Tristan or Issac. Which one do you prefer up till now?

Love, AA 😊