“They say that the best love is insane,” – One Republic
Nine Zombie
The faint light of the bulb flickered off the wall. Our shadows were sitting close, it almost looked like we were caught in a embrace, the way his shadow fell over mine making it seem as if he were the gentle shed and I was the lost bird.
“Why?” he asked.
I never realized how much I wanted speak out- those things. Out of all people, I had to confess my deepest secrets to a stranger, a stranger who was becoming so much more.
“Why did I give up on myself?” I hummed. “Why?”
He was waiting, his lips drawn into a mute line; brown eyes watched me with warmth causing a strange ghastly sensation to enter my body.
I took in a deep breath. I couldn’t say it.
My lids fell down and my head sunk into the granite counter. Tears landed on the counter before I could order them to stop.
There was a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it,” He whispered, his hand lay still on my shoulders.
Before I knew it, I rose, my arms fell- right around his shoulder. He didn’t flinch away; instead he opened up into an embrace. I breathed in, my head buried in his Kashmiri sweater.
He held me, tightly. “Are you okay?”
And this time I replied honestly. “No,”
I unwrapped myself from him, my cheeks beet red. Chocolate Fudge, I shouldn’t have done that.
Devlin didn’t seem to mind- a blank expression covered his face.
“I’m sorry,” I spoke, drying my cheeks with the back of my hand. “I should leave,”
“Do have a place to go?”
I bit down on my lips, shaking my head.
“You should stay here,” I was surprised by his offer. I stared at him for a moment. His eyes looked sincere and so did his intentions. But I wouldn’t take advantage of that. I couldn’t.
“No, it’s alright. I’ll manage,” I got up from the stool, straitening my hoodie. “You’ve done too much for me,”
“Are you sure I did this for you?” a strange smile overtook his lips; I started at him in confusion. What was he talking about?
“What do you mean?”
“I mean a-lot of things it depends on what you think of them,” In one swift motion he got off the stool, standing- uncomfortably close to me. I had to crane my neck to look up at him. “Maybe I did this for myself,”
“I don’t get you,”
He shrugged his shoulders. “You should stay here,”
“But I can’t,” I replied unsure. My mother had warned me about this. She told me to never trust a stranger no matter how friendly he may seem to be.
“Why?”
“Because I can’t trust you,”
“Do you have a reason to not to trust me?”
He did have a point. He had saved my life...twice.
I chewed the inside of cheeks. I can’t trust him. I shouldn’t be trusting him. “No,” I finally replied.
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Chocolate Emergency
Humor❝Devlin was Alice's home. As long as he was around, she would never feel homeless❞ A chocolate emergency, where Alice had fainted from low sugar, had first brought Devlin into her life. When Alice's family gives up on her, Devlin lets her st...
