21 Days (Trigger Warning) |Editing|

Day 7

---------------I caught a cold--------------------

"Are you okay kid?"
Anita walked around the counter twice just to get the front view of the boy's flushed face, though the boy stood like a log without even a slightest hint of sickness. Nobody would have noticed only if his face wasn't so red .
"Doesn't look okay to me" Zack added in leaning infront of the counter blocking a few customers behind him until Anita shoo'd him away with a broom like one would do to a stray cat.
"I'm fine"
Nathan on the other hand was quite obstinate over not being unwell, though even the customers gave him a worried look. It wasn't just his face, his eyes seemed a bit overly relaxed too as if dozing off though he stood perfectly.
"He's so not fine"
"Can't he just take off?"
"Oye you two stop slacking off"
Anita and Zack gossiped like children until scolded by the good old manager.
"Thankyou for buying from us"
At this point pulling out a fake smile just gave off a lewd expression on Nathan's side..that sure gathered quite some high school girls but when it came to adults, it seemed like a problematic issue.
"But I'm okay"
Nathan got persistent when he was told by manager to take the day off, even when he did not make any mistakes...it was just too pitiful for the other workers to watch him.
"Ah enough! manager gramps! I'm taking this kid to the doctor!"
Zack intervened and dragged Nathan away like a statue while the others were dumbfounded.
"Can't be helped, I'll handle your shift Zakky..treat me to a pizza afterwards" Anita held back the manager from shouting on Zack's obvious slacking.
"You're an evil woman"

"103 degree Fahrenheit is a bit too high for you to be working"
Zack opened the cab's door for Nathan once the two had visited the doctor.
"Wait here I'll go get the medicines all right?"
Nathan nodded and rested his head against the window relaxing a bit while watching the man's back as he moved further away.
"Just stop right there"
Zack paid off the cab driver and opened the door for Nathan though the young boy tripped right when he stepped off, being saved by Zack from falling.
The cab driver did offer help but Zack assured he could carry the unconscious boy back.

"Where..."
Nathan opened his eyes looking up at an unknown ceiling and sprang up immediately grabbing the most closest object - the pen , holding it like a weapon with the nib pointing at the throat of the person sitting right infront.
"It's my house"
Zack gulped hard having the nib of pen pressing to his Adam's apple, both arms slightly raised as a natural reaction.
Nathan narrowed his eyes staring at him for a while then moved the pen away relaxing his shoulders.
"You passed out so i carried you in here..oh and I'm sorry for going through your cellphone.. "
Nathan's eyes widened hearing that
"Why?" He gripped hard on the pen.
"Well i had to inform your mother about it..otherwise she'd be worried.. Well don't worry I'm not that kind of person to go through other people's stuff but it was surprising that you only had her number on..like kids these days have lots of gir..."

"I want to go home"
Nathan interrupted trying to get off bed even when his vision went black and blurry.
"Don't stand up too quickly!" Zack held the boy from falling right over.
"Calm down Nate, consider it a payback for you taking care of me when i was sick"
Nathan sat back down to relax, he was in no position to be moving alone or he'd be quite vulnerable... But trusting this man? When he was right in his territory...?

"Want something to eat?"
"No"
"Drink?"
"No"
"Then what do you wanna do?"
Zack was quite annoyed by the childish rejection though even more by the non expressive behavior.
"By the way, who's Emily?"
Zack's question made Nathan's eyes widen once more and a temporary expression of mixed fear/anger appear on his face
"Where'd you hear that name?"
Nathan's fists were clenched over his thighs, his dark gold bangs hid his forehead and eyes.
"Ah you kept on mumbling that name over quite many times so.."
"It's nobody"
"Geez fine don't glare at me like that, I'll make you soup so no excuses"
Zack escaped the conversation with the looks of it, leaving the boy alone in room.

"Say Aaa"
"I can eat myself"
"Such a rude guy"

Nathan took the bowl from the pouting man and said his prayers before eating the miasma leaking purplish liquid that the man had made ,without even flinching.

"You're the first one who ate my special soup like that! Others are so rude they won't even taste it"
Zack took the bowl from Nathan after he had chugged it all down in one go and was thanking his fever for the dead taste buds.

"Don't worry about it, just rest at my place tonight and take tomorrow off, the manager is a really good guy so he won't deduct your allowance"
Zack poured the boy water and handed over some pills that the boy took with quite some suspicion
"Don't worry, it's not poison"
He made a joke of it, Nathan took the pills and swallowed without water.
"Hehhhh!!! I can't even take those with water!"
Though just to calm down the freaking out Zack , Nathan drank water afterwards.

"Where's my bag"
"Oh it's here"
Zack got the bag off the shelf for Nathan and handed him over.
"I wanna rest"
"Alright I'll just go watch T.V , let me know if you need anything alright?"
Nathan simply nodded watching the man leave the room after switching off extra lights and leaving night bulb on.

Though that alone wasn't enough, Zack did close the door but he sat over his knees in a corner and peaked through the keyhole avoiding his shadow from being noticed. It wasn't just the name..zack had heard something from Nathan's feverish mumbling that disturbed him and he couldn't help but be suspicious of the boy.
He saw Nathan pull out a diary from his bag and hug to it for quite some while before turning over some scripted pages and writing a few words on top of a page.
The boy had one of the weirdest curved smile over his face when he wrote it but what sent shivers down Zack's spine was the fact that he didn't use a pen to do so, he used a blade draped in blood to carefully inscript the words without tearing the page.

Come to think of it, one of the reasons that the balcony guy was so creeped out by this boy was that ever since the boy came here he would make one cut over his thighs everyday

2015- May 27- 8: 15 pm.
-------------I want to see him------------------