Roommates

28:You Were Never Mine 2

You feel like invisible parts of your body are attached to them through some sorts of connections that you can't see but you feel them in your blood, as if the walls of your veins fused with theirs, so imagine how much it hurts when they decide to leave.

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"ARE YOU EFFIN DRUNK OR SOMETHING" the tall pale blonde guy with the very elegant sense of clothing yelled at me. I wouldn't take him for a yeller to be honest. He looked like one of those people you go to when you're in deep trouble.

"I- I-" I didn't know what to say. I was the one walking in the middle of a street. Is it really my fault if I wasn't the one controlling my body? Do I blame myself, my mind, or both?

Another guy, a shorter one with a darker skin rushed out of the car and ran to the tall dude's side. The only light was coming from the headlights of their car, and the faint light from the farthest streetlight. That's of course along with the occasional lightning.

"Thomas stop" the short guy with the raven black hair said, holding the guy- who is Thomas apparently- back, in an intimate way might I add. It got me wondering if everyone in this damn story is gay. "Can't you see he looks like a mess?"

This seemed to cool off Thomas like magic. His whole demeanour changed 180 degrees.

Great, I thought. Not only was I an internal mess, but now I look like one too.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't realise I was in the middle of the street, and to be honest I couldn't care less that I was."

I wiped rainwater off my face and put my glasses away in my shirt pocket. Glasses and rain don't go well together.

I left them there and walked away. Shortly after my legs dragged me a few meters away, I heard their car drive away.

However, the car apparently went around and came back, and for the first time, I noticed it was an expensive looking silver Mercedes.

Thomas and the shorter guy got down and my heartbeat started racing with the thought that they might kidnap me or shoot me then and there.

Great job anxiety.

They shielded their heads from the rain, "Climb in and we'll drive you to where you're going" Thomas said.

I hesitated for a second. "We're good I swear" the tanned boy said.

"That's what a kidnapper would say" I noted. "Actually I don't really care"

I was in their car in a flash. "You guys coming?" I asked their stunned figures.

"My name's Raiden" raven hair shook my hand as blondie drove. The car smelled so fresh and overwhelming, and it was warm and cosy.

"Spencer" I said.

"This is Thomas" he put his hand on Thomas's shoulder then kissed it. I awed out loud.

"So where to?" he asked.

"Shit. I don't really know"

"What do you mean? You have to be going somewhere" Raiden exclaimed.

"Well I went to see a psychiatrist in the hospital but she wasn't there and I really needed to see her" everything was flooding back again and I was starting to panic a little.

"Wait. It doesn't happen to be Linda Grayson, does it?"

"Actually it's her" they both went into fits of laughter.