04 | Secret.

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I come out from the bathroom, after washing my face. I didn't feel like to do anything but Drake insisted that I should clean myself up. I change from my dirty clothes into clean sets of pyjamas and shirt. I pad across the hall as I near the kitchen for water, I heard voices. I sigh when I make out the topic of their conversation.

What has happened? Who was he? Is he some psycho harassing Evanna? Does she even know him? I think she does because I have seen them together couple of times. Boyfriend problem?

Our neighbors who I am sure has heard mostly everything is trying to make out the whole story from Amy. She has gone out after Liam left, to apologize to people who he has managed to disturb with his shouting and yelling while Drake is gone downstairs, to talk to security about Liam. That if they saw him entering in the building, he shouldn't be allowed. I drink more water and sit on the couch, hugging my knees to my chest as I stare nothing in particular.

The tears have stop but when I am alone in solitary, they arrive again. It's like when I am crying fully, too deeply involve with my emotions. My whole head is focusing there and not on the words I have heard today from Liam but as soon as tears stop, those painful words echo in my head over and over again which leave me a mess. I want to stop crying but I couldn't.

I sniff and wait for my friends to arrive. I am waiting for them since I want to know if Liam damaged something or not. When that security guard came up to take him, he struggled to break free but since there were two, he couldn't. He did manage one time but when I refused to talk, he angrily punched the corridor wall. There was no damage to that wall but the streak of his blood that races down the surface is something that scared me. I was stupid enough to think about his hand when I should not be but I can't help it. He harmed himself and he might be in pain. I know he never cared about himself; it was always me who used to care about that for him. He will not take care about that wound and I scold myself for even thinking about that.

Why I am even getting all worked up...he ruined my life. Now that I think of, what if he only acted so nonchalant in front of me about how he don't care about him. What if it was all a purpose so I do that for him, to care for him, to get worried on behalf of him? He played with my emotions everywhere it's not a surprise if he does play me like that too.

I shake my head. He is so cruel. He don't deserve my care, he never does. I just only wish that he didn't damage anything in his way out of this building. Getting everyone disturbed is enough; I don't want any damage that I need to amend.

The door knob rattles and I see as Amy and Drake comes inside. I immediately straighten up and wipe my face quickly.

"He is gone now." Drake announces, breaking the silence. I didn't react in any way and look over to Amy who hides her eyes from me. Sudden pain gushes in my heart as I thought I deserve it. She hasn't look in my direction since Liam left and I am now tensed about us too.

"Did he do anything bad?" I ask my voice all scratchy.

"No, apart from hitting the wall none except, he was about to get involved with the security but nothing serious happened."

"He didn't hurt them right?"

"No. Relax. Nothing bad has happened to anyone but..." he looks at me and I gulp. Yeah, nothing bad could have happened to anyone more than me. I mean mine already happened. I was just worried about the innocent people who might get target of Liam's anger and what I learnt from being with him for three months is that his anger was never fake. That was only one thing which was true about his personality or should I say behavior.

"Are you okay?" Drake asks. I nod my head.

"At least don't lie to us Anna." He says softly and I look down.

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