8 Why are you here??

He sat on the arch in his room,to which Nienna had showed, staring out the huge glass window.

He couldn't understand why Anselm didn't want him to know a thing or two.He couldn't understand why he couldn't let anyone tell him a thing. He thought Anselm was gave him this task to try and found out his ability but he couldn't use something as risky as his memories. What if he was a terrific person?What if he was someone beyond what they thought he was?What if he wasn't the kind of person they would want him to be?What if...

These doubts of himself kept gushing through his head.He couldn't help but try to reason these things out with himself. He couldn't tell anyone, or talk to anyone about anything but only to himself.

Suddenly,a familiar voice caught his ears....

"What are you doing here??"

Tristan was standing in the door,looking very tough, beyond his imagination. His eyes were as red as burning coals.

What am I doing here??I didn't even bring myself here!! He couldn't help but ask himself these questions in his head!!What was Tristan talking about??

"What am I doing here??" he repeated, perplexed. He could barely believe himself.

Tristan creased his brows. He,too,could barely believe his ears. He looked at this boy. He looked very innocent but he couldn't believe anything he said. He knew this guy. He was perfect at feigning innocence.

"What are you doing here??I don't have to repeat myself!!" Tristan asked, becoming tougher than he looked.

"Do I know??" he asked him, "If I can barely remember my name,how do you expect me to remember what I'm doing here??"

Tristan walked closer to him. He could feel a blazing anger inside him. He could sense how much hatred this guy had for him, for which reason he couldn't think of!!

He leaned in and said,as coldly as ever,

"I'm not gonna have to repeat myself!!Leave this place and go far away. Leave!!You hear me!!Leave!!And stay away from Nienna!!If you want peace with me,stay away from that girl!!And do never ever stand in my way!!" his voice got colder with every single word.

After he had said this cold words, Tristan turned around and stormed off.

He could hardly believe that his heart was pounding really fast in his feeble chest. His chest could barely contain the speed at which his heart was pounding.

He stared back outside the window in utter disbelief. He couldn't believe what Tristan had said just now. This added to his worries but gave him a twinkling hope.

What if Tristan knew something about him??He couldn't refuse to tell him, but with his attitude,he couldn't stand to ask that guy a thing.

He sat on the window and watched the darkling sky. This place was gorgeous in its very own way. He could hardly remember seeing a place like this one anywhere.