Real Reason

I took the bag from the sofa and slung it over my shoulder. He just stared at me, lips are half-open. It seemed like there was more to say but chose to remain silent.

I want to think about what he wants to happen first. I shouldn't be in a hurry especially since I'm slowly letting him into my heart. I don't know where he stands on my heart nor where I stand in his life... but if he's serious, then I'll risk it.

"Let me think first. Uh, I need to go. Don't drive me, I'll just take a taxi..."

I could feel his disapproval but he didn't object. He looked at me with soulful eyes, full of unsaid words and hidden emotions that my mind couldn't fathom.

I thought I could think peacefully that night, but I was wrong.

Chaos came to ruin everything.

"W-What's happening?"