She closed her eyes, unshed tears rimmed her eyelashes, tilting her chin up and brought her face up. This was her unwilling consent to prove that she indeed loved him. Realizing little that love demands no proves, only the heart needs to connect.
H...
"No one ever told me not to fall for a boy with a broken childhood because they never really manage to grow out of it."
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They say don't fall for a guy with a broken past or more promptly a broken childhood because they never really learn to grow out of it. They never really let go. A part of them always reside there and sometimes it can be a lot more dominating than entire of their personality moulded all together. Those are the signs you look for but Arina was too young and naive to pay attention to the colours of flags waving in the air for her.
"Arina!" she heard a voice behind her but suppressed the urge of turning around. Steading her gait through the empty hallway, she could hear the restless clicking of his boots following her. "Arina, please-" a plea echoed in the empty corridor. Everyone was either in the cafe or the ground, leaving the halls empty for him to hunt her down. She couldn't avoid him forever and she knew that. She knew he'll hunt her down even to the end of the world if he had to, only to get her to respond. He had laid out his heart for her and he couldn't bear her walking all over it.
Taking a moment to restrain her inner battle, the confrontation she dreaded, the storm of thoughts that didn't let her sleep all night; she turned around to face him. It took every nerve in her body to look him in the eye and face her inevitable predestination but even when she believed that people have no control over events because everything has already been destined by the fates. when in that momentarily moment her eyes met his agitated ones, all her fight and sense died. She felt like her entire existence came upon to no meaning; if this was fate, she couldn't change it.
"Why did you run away like that last night. Why are you still running away from me?" He caught up to her in smooth strides and asked her calmly, with pain pouring in his voice. She was getting nervous with meeting his pace of factors.
"I-I didn't know what to tell you..." she spluttered and looked away. Unsure of what she felt for him that day. Uncertainty washed over her features and he seemed to have read it immediately. He stepped closer towards her trapping her between him and the wall behind her, her body responding to inertia reluctantly flinched and she stepped backwards. Pressing herself some more into the wall as if it would swallow her and make her vanish before his excruciating gaze.
