Tease ~ D.M

Chapter 7: Partners

Nylas' POV:

It's Wednesday. Seven twenty-two at night.

Meaning Astronomy class started in a few minutes. The sound of the red crackling fire from the opposite wall was making me want to stay longer, but I don't need another thirty-minute talk on my attendance. Standing up from my place on the couch I walked over to the bathroom.

The tiled floor felt cold beneath my skin. I turned on the faucet to the coldest temperature, aiming to wake myself up from my idle state. Brushing my hands beneath the running water, I felt my body tense up at the icy feel. I soaked my face with the liquid before looking at myself in the mirror. Starring intensely like never before. The sound of the running sink was drowned out by my thoughts. I observed every inch of my face, the lines creating paths between my lips, the gray undertones shadowing my eyes, and my colorless pale skin.

All sounds were absent now, me, and my thoughts. In the mirror I saw myself in a white empty room, simply thinking. 

What was that poem that my dad read to me every night?

It repeated quite a few times. Over and over, trying to convey a message of what seemed to be eternal love. 

The words of the poem hidden deep in the back of my mind were struggling to become a fresh memory again.

"Take me under the rain- "

no that's not it,

"Take me to a place where it rains-

and I will love you forever."

Isn't that what they all say? 'Love will last forever.' People will love each other to the dusks of dawn. Until the skies grow cold and their skins grow wrinkly. Everyone seems to be stuck in the same trance. Taught at an early age that all you must do is find someone worthy of your love. That love is ethereal. It seems impossible for them to interpret the ending of love after a union.

Maybe love could last, today and tomorrow, but certainly not forever.

But then the sharp clock strike brought me back. My surroundings came back into view. Looking up at the clock, seven fourty pm.

The gray towel draped above the sink was used to dry my face. Then the water droplets painting the sink below me. 

Walking out of the bathroom, I open my wardrobe and pick out a simple outfit. A black skirt with a white button-up, then sliding on a pair of shoes. The clock ticking sounded like a bomb, it was always ringing behind me, rushing me to leave. I grabbed my robe and harshly wrapped it around my figure while making my way out.

The moons shine through the window was the only source of light in the dim hallway. The path on the way towards the Astronomy tower was strictly lightened by that small glimmer.

Going outside during the night was one of my favorite escapes. Gazing at the stars in the dark, I would feel untied and free to everything around me. The feeling is surreal, they're like pearls sitting perfectly cushioned above a dark curtain. Calling them beautiful wouldn't do justice. They're like my own drug. Diamonds I could always go back to. Even though it's my most treasured thing to do, I don't ever do it with anyone. They always ruin the moment by speaking about their life problems. The ones I'm disinterested in.

That's why I prefer Astronomy.

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The classroom was full. Most 30 students being on time. We had a few lamps sorted across the room, enough to lighten up the space but not enough to distract our attention from the night sky clearly visible from the large elongated windows.