Stuck With You

02

IT FELT LIKE IT was going to be a long night.

Brittney Scott was many things; an overprotective friend, a helpless lunatic and the person who always held my back. I was grateful to her for many things, certainly not at the event that happened today. Throughout two years of our friendship, Brittney never, ever did anything that would hurt me or my feelings. She no doubt did whatever struck her mind without giving it a second thought, she was like this. Unlike Aurelle Clanton, she always told me to follow my heart whereas Aurelle told me to think rationally.

The two of them were whole lot to me. If someone would have read my future and warned me beforehand, I would have never stepped inside Moody Moon in the first place. Maybe it was bound to happen, it was a sign that it was time for me to get over with my crush on Kyle Rivers. I was embarrassed to even text him saying that it wasn't me but my best friend; Brittney Scott.

It was drizzling outside, it was just the start of our spring break, the first day itself was not going very well for me. I had returned from the Moody Moon some hours ago, Aurelle did scream on Brittney on my behalf, the argument dying down soon when both of them realised they were attracting some customers. Sure enough there was Kalvin standing in front of us, glaring at us, scaring every one of us. He was a forty-year old married man, a moody man, hence the name of his restaurant was very appropriate.

Ben had been particularly clueless about everything, took him some long minutes to make him understand, he was a bit aggravated when he came to know about my crush on Kyle Rivers. Ben had told me that if I had asked him prior, he would have set me up with Kyle; which was preposterous. We somehow managed to drop our small fight and bid each other bye with a smile on our faces.

The drive way back was in complete silence, my fingers didn't itch to turn the radio on, I needed to clear my thoughts, it was necessary. Reaching home I realised that the rain had started to turn intense, which made me look up at the sky for some seconds, running inside once my clothes soaked under the downpour. Sometimes the weather of Southern California can turn nasty.

The warmness I received when I entered my house feel welcoming, quickly enough, I had closed all the windows in the house leaving two of them as I peeked out to see the rain pouring down more heavily. It scared me, the wind gushing by and hitting the windows with so much force that for some seconds I thought the air would break the windows. The living room was a mess, it hadn't been two days since my family left for London and here I was, a complete mess.

It felt weird, the two story house was silent, I had gotten used to our family banters so much that I missed them dearly. No matter how many times we all fought with each other, at the end of the day, I truly loved them. There was a picture of our family hanging on the wall opposite to where I was standing. Jace; my brother had one hand around my shoulder, my mum was dressed in a yellow sundress, making her look surreal while my dad was standing next to mum, a large grin on his face, he didn't look much old in that photo, but young and charming.

The photo was taken two years ago, we had all decided to take a break from our daily lives and go on a three days road trip until we reached the farm owned by my grandparents. It was eventful as far as I could remember, yes, we did fight but that wasn't the only thing I remembered from the trip, the fun we had together was much more memorable.

Now that they weren't here, I thought how lonely I felt. They were coming back in two days but those two days would sure feel like hell without them. I was fully dried up by the time I got to change, the wind still blowing hard against the windows. When upstairs, I quickly got something comfortable to wear, an oversized top would do that.

Typing up my thick, brown hair into a bun, I took my time to settle them perfectly by standing in front of the mirror. I had the whole house to myself, it wasn't the first time I was staying back home, I just sometimes enjoyed the freedom I got.

My mum was consistent on dragging me with her to London but I refused to go, in all, I had been to London five times or more and I simply didn't want to go, it was because of my dad's work, mum decided to tag along and so did my brother. Before I could have laid down on my bed, the doorbell rang, it was already eight in the night making me wonder who was outside my house.

I quickly paced downstairs when the doorbell rang again, annoying me. "Hang on" I shouted as I reached my front door. I wanted to take a sneak peek through the hole on the door but knowing that the person was already impatient, I did not waste a second, opening the door to face the person.

My first instinct was to keep my body inside, my head peeking out. The person in front of me was a male, his black hair covered his eyes, drenched from head to toe. No way was he here, even though there were some features of him but him? With slight movement of his hand, he moved his hair away, throwing them back. Imagining Kyle Rivers in front of my house wasn't one of my dreams, I never prayed to god that he would notice me, I wasn't a desperate ass.

"Won't you let me in?" The soft and husky voice of his made me look back at him, his blue eyes held mine for a couple of seconds. I sided myself, letting the door open wider for him to enter. My breathing was uneven when he walked past me and into the living room.

Kyle stood there uncomfortably, his eyes lacked interest, a rare scenario to see. My own mouth opened to speak but when he landed on me, my lips sealed themselves, the message replaying inside my head like a tape recorder. It made me look away from him, my eyes found the wall beside me too interesting at the moment. "I am sorry for showing up unexpectedly" You should be, I wanted to say.

He looked apologetic, he was not the guy who often apologized, again, one of the rare scenarios. "What brings you here" My own voice came out to be shaky, it wasn't my fault, a fine male specimen─Kyle Rivers was standing some foot away from me which made my voice tremble.

"I was ─ can I explain that later?" Even if I tried to make him tell me the reason, where was this all supposed to end? Maybe the universe was giving me the chance to clear the misunderstanding created by Brittney, clearing my slate. Kyle's sneezed, my senses finally coming back and I knew what he was trying to tell me when he said when he wanted to tell me later on why he was supposedly here.

By the time I realized that he needed fresh clothes, my carpet was soaking wet. Kyle caught what was I looking at, his eyes guilty looking up, a short breath escaping his mouth. Quickly enough, I was running upstairs and to my brother's room. In all this, I had totally forgotten about what I was wearing, an oversized shirt and nothing down my legs expect my undergarments.

Grabbing Jace's clothes from his cupboard knowing that they would perfectly fit Kyle, I kept them on the bed; a shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. I ran to my own room to grab myself a pair of pajamas, struggling to get in as I did it in a hurry. Once done, I ran back back to Jace's room, taking hold of his clothes. It felt as if I was in a running contest, making my way downstairs yet again.

"Here. Wear them, go straight from here, take a left, you will find a room and the bathroom, you can use it" I felt betrayed by my own voice, it came out very low. With a small nod that he gave me, made me wonder whether he was always so quiet And composed or was it because of me? My knowledge about him was limited, I never saw him alone during these years.

Kyle was out of my sight, the trail of water he left behind on the carpet was visible, making me wince. I wanted so many answers from him at this point, maybe waiting was only an option right now. Yet again, Kyle Rivers had astonished me.