ROSE

13. Hill

R O S A B E L L A
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The cold air slapped my face and blew my hair but I didn't care. It was really nice to be out and for once, I didn't care to be cold. I loved it and wanted to stay like that for a long time. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the seat.

I heard the car door opening so I looked.

He stepped out of the car and sat on its hood. I sighed and closed my eyes again. I needed to relax.

"Get out." He knocked on the glass in front of me, making me startle.

"You didn't have to scare me." I joked and shook my head as he laughed. I opened the door and went to sit next to him. The air was so chilly and cold but something in me brought a strange warmness inside of me.

It was silent between us as both started at the night and the moon, as if we never saw it, as if we never looked at it before. He was waiting for me to start talking and I was doing the exact same.

"I'm sorry." He finally broke the ice and I looked at him.

"For what?"

The first thing that came to my head was the phone and how he judged it but then it's been a long time, why would he care now?

"For scaring you." Never mind.

"Oh." He was so adorable. Did he really have to apologize for that? He apologized for something that nobody would have apologized for and for the thing he needed to apologize for, he ignored it. "No, it's fine." I giggled a little. "I'm the easiest to scare."

"I realized." He giggled along with me.

I looked at his eyes at this darkness and somehow, I could still see the color in them. The green of his eyes was popping out. His eyes are small but it was wide open and it took everything for me to not compliment it. I bit my lip and looked up at the sky, leaning back on the car.

"You know, I've never bought anyone here before." His voice was so soft and his tone was somehow sad. "This is my favorite place, I always come here to run away from my problems."

What could someone like you have problems? He has everything he needs. I sighed and looked down at my hands. Something behind the tone he was using was making me have some emotions I couldn't comprehend myself. Maybe I wanted to know what sort of problems he has to deal with or ask why here out of everywhere but I asked nothing at all. In fact, I stayed silent, waiting for his next move.

"I come here a lot." He giggled. "When I fight with my... mom, I feel like I made the only one that matters to me mad and I feel awful." He answered my thoughts.

I smiled a little at the mention of his mother. I wish I could talk about my mom too and having her here even if we will fight but she's not. I looked at the stars. Maybe she can see or feel me right now.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to—"

"It's fine." I shook my head. I bit my lip and smiled a little. "My mom is gone but it doesn't make me sad anymore." I nodded, trying to believe what I was saying. "Because I know that one day I will see her again." I looked at him for any support but he gave me none. He didn't believe what I was saying either. He looked at me with so much sympathy and pity in his eyes and I hated it. I don't want him to just feel bad for me. I smiled. "My mom always told me to not be sad about anything I lose, because it's always for the best." I scoffed. "How is her leaving me for the best?"

"It wasn't something she could control, you know. She didn't leave you on purpose." He said and I nodded looking down at my hands, trying to hold back the tears.