Part 3

After a long tiring day at school, which i thought was so, i walked home on a quick pace. On the way i thought of buying a brownie but realized i was out of money; i am gonna get revenge on him some day for sure.

When i reached home, i pulled out my key, unlocked the door and entered. There was no one to greet me. 

I thought about telling him, the model, about me not having a family but dropped it looking at his face which could turn conscious about me at some point. And i didn't want it, i didn't want anyone to be caring about me. It is better to be alone than be cared about, because, i feel as if caring brings out bad consequences more than the good ones. People become selfish about their caring needs that they want all of you to themselves. I believe i was at some point like that but i don't care now. 

I dropped my bag on the couch and went to sleep, emptying my head from the oncoming flooding memories of my childhood.

I woke up from a deep sleep and it was already dark outside. I realized it and quickly got down my bed, and freshened up. Then i went to the kitchen to make a latte for myself from the latte machine i bought from a part time job, when i noticed from my side eye that the door was ajar. 

My heart literally stopped for a moment.

I had closed the door then how was it open now? 

I ran to the door and closed it. Did i left it like that unknowingly? Why can't i remember?

Then i realized i still hadn't turn on the lights of the house and so i did. When it was bright up and i had searched it all, i didn't see anyone and nothing was turned too. I thought i was safe and being the hell of unbothered i am after seeing no living evidence, i continued on making my latte. 

"You're so unbothered, it made me laugh almost."

I heard that voice again. The same voice from behind in the storeroom.

I quickly turned around and saw him leaning on the couch and fiddling with one of the paper stones kept on the center table.

"How dare you enter my house?" I grabbed a knife from the counter and approached him. 

"WOAH, Woah, calm down, calm down, angel." He lifted both of his hands in a hands up position.

"How did you know i live here? And how dare you entered my house? This is such a-" 

As i was about to complain more, his sudden movement quickly unfocused my words. He briskly got up from his position and snatched the knife from my hand in a blink. And stood close to me, as i hold my ground.

"I don't know why i keep coming to you." He uttered while toying with the knife and looking at it's sharp edges. "You seem interesting anyways." Then he looked up to share his menacing glance with my eyes. 

"Do you realize we are school going seniors, about to run for part time employments but, who are restricted for so many things? Do you even study and realize it is fucking illegal to barge in at someone else's house? DO YOU-" I was about to throw hands when he seized my wrist and pulled me closer to him. 

"You're annoying me now." He whispered close while looking in my eyes. 

"I should be the one to say that." I didn't took my eyes off him and we stared at each other in a boiling rage until he realized the moment. 

He let go of my hands and backed off. He spun the knife one time and threw it strong at the wall behind me, which led it to submerge in the wooden chopping board hanging on the wall.

"By the way you didn't tell me you lived alone?" He started smiling out of the blue and my seemed to warm the slightest bit at his face. Cat got my tongue.

"What?" He snapped once and asked. 

"Why are you so weird?" I tilted my head and crossed my arms.

He broke our eye contact and looked the other way.

"We can be friends then if we don't mean harm in any way." I stated and pulled out my right hand for shake. He stared at the hand for a bit long before finally taking it.

We head out for a walk in the snowy lane. All the way we didn't say anything but visited many malls and shops. He tried on some shirts and i remarked if it looked good or not. Then we bought a brownie and hot chocolate shakes from the bakery and ate it as we walked around the town for long. 

It would look weird if someone heard that we didn't say a single word to each other as we walked side by side but i guess he just needed someone to share something, he just hasn't uttered it out yet.

"I want to say something." He finally said as we reached a quiet lane under the dark midnight. My mouth was filled with the brownie so i said anyways-' go on.'

"I felt weird in my body when you said that i wouldn't be throwing hands on you if the number wasn't that important." I stopped chewing and stared at him.

"It made me feel for the first time after she left that she did...somewhere mattered to me. I just didn't know it. I thought upon it a lot but i now think that i just want to escape it. I apologize for invading your house without your permission and also for stalking you all the way, but to let you know, the door was open and i thought i did wanted to talk but also thought if someone got in except me. So i did enter your house and i did noticed you going and throwing your bag and going to sleep right away. I just knew how tired you were of the school so i didn't nudged you."

I kept listening to him as i realized i have never seen him talking this much before.

"Then while you were asleep i felt like sleeping too so i laid down at your couch for 45 minutes. I was thankful i got up in time and you hadn't woken up yet, though you woke up 3 hours later." He glared at me and i broke the eye contact quickly.

"Then i walked around your house a bit, you know i don't mean harm, as i watched your props in house. That snow globe was good by the way and i almost broke it too." I didn't budge at the thought, i wanted it broken anyway.

"Then i noticed a diary you had kept on the center table and i read it in the 3 hours i got alone." 

My eyes widened.

"Tell me you didn't." I said, and he chuckled.

"I did, i am not gonna lie. And i read all of the drastic low episodes of yours that were inked and filled with in the diary. I felt bad for you and i know you don't want to be cared about so i won't. But i believe our situations are no more different. I felt the crashing pieces you left in the diary and i feel so fucking weird about it all that i am finally feeling something in life after so many years and i feel weird about why does it have to be you."

His shot me a dark look in the glance i caught and when he realized i noticed he softened a bit.

"I don't want to feel anything now and that is the reason why i think i am...i want you to apologize to me for it."

"Wait, what?" I looked at him immediately and he took his slight chance and took a firm hold of my wrist. He stared deep in my eyes as my heart started racing at a higher rate than before. As he made small movements on my wrist he started coming close to me. 

"Wait, wait, i-don't understand-" And i held up my another hand to hold him back but he slipped a hand across my waist, eventually pulling me closer. He kept his forehead on mine and slowly pushed me back to the wall. In the cold set of the moment i couldn't understand what was going on.

"You're doing something to me i don't understand. So i might as well like you to explain it to me."

He whispers close to my ear and his breath has suddenly turned warm enough but still strangely sent shivers down my back. His face is close down to my ears and my eyes are resting on his black hairs simply touching my face.

"I....I don't know, okay. I don't know. I think you forgot we mean no harm and...i think you should back off a bit it is making me feel uncomfortable." I said as my voice has started shaking a bit.

He pulls up his face from mine and sets his eyes on me. We stayed like this for a long minute, feeling something, trying to convey through eyes about what the hell is this all, because for sure i don't understand his purpose and i am not feeling anything, but i have no idea what this all is to him.

"I don't think i can let you go so easily. You'll have to stay with me longer." His voice is now coming from the deep set tone in his larynx.

"You cannot command me for anything. We are nothing." I turned my voice cold.

A small smirk came on his face as i finished, and he started chuckling.

"And nothing, lasts forever angel."

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