Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 60

The whole house had his laughter echoing in it's walls. It made me giggle uncontrollably at how he was laughing.

We both stopped and looked at each other.....

"Fuck, that was fun...." He sighed and said, "Okay let's get something clear once and for all." He got serious. I did too. I nodded he continued, "Firstly, as I said before, it's for me to know and-"

"-for you to find out, yeah, yeah, now tell me, which brand?"

"Nope, not telling. As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted", he glared at me playfully and I giggled forgetting all my tears, "Secondly, donot ever talk about dying.... Get it?" My eyes widened and I playfully said.

"Why? People will be happier if I am not here and also you would be too. You'll get to marry someone whom you love but I won't let you be peaceful and I'll haunt you forever" I said smiling widely with a blush at his care. But I felt as if all I was saying was somewhat true.

All was forgotten when I saw his eyes. They were dark... Dark. So dark that the forest green and sky blue were gone and in substitution was black.

I immediately gasped and covered my mouth.

"You're fucking crazy in the head!" He yelled and I flinched, tears gathering once again, but he looked everywhere instead of meeting my gaze.

"Y-you don't understand what you're saying and no I will not be happy by you being gone. I can't love anybody else......." He trailed off his eyes still not meeting mine.

"What-why?" I barely whispered.

"Cause...I can't live without you," he said closing his eyes, hurt evident in his voice...

"I repeated my question three fucking times, and you ignored me. If Iam that boring that you doze off while Iam speaking, then don't fucking pretend to listen when you're clearly not!!" I yelled making her flinch.

Before she could say anything, I left the kitchen and went to my room, I don't even know how I got to my room, anger was engulfing me.

I was angry at her, angry at myself.

I made her flinch, fucking flinch.

The one person who should make her feel safe, made her fucking flinch.

I wanted to punch something.

I was angry at her. Does she not like me?

Why would she treat me like that?

She was smiling, thinking about someone, in my presence!

I was about to hit the mirror in my room when I heard rapid footsteps approaching my door.

Rozella.

She knocked, I just took a deep breath to not yell at her in anger and make her feel more unsafe then usual.

She knocked again, my fists were clenching and unclenching, I wanted to punch the mirror so fucking badly. I balled my hands into fists and went to punch it, when her soft voice stopped me and my hand was stopped, raised in the air.