The look

"What's wrong?" I finally asked as we entered the car.

After starting the car Dili spoke "What?"

"I said what's wrong Dili?" I said once more.

He smiled but it was obviously fake "I don't know why you think something is wrong cause everything is absolutely fine"

I hardened my gaze "You mother may have fallen for it, but I won't. Now tell me what's wrong"

"You're not letting this go anytime soon are you?" Immediately he spoke I remembered that those were the same words I said to him in the past. It's funny how this time it's reversed.

"No. Now talk"

With a smirk he spoke "Well isn't someone being a little bossy today" the intensity of my glare made him to sigh.

"Fine. Since you want to know soo badly, I'll tell you" Finally.

"I heard two of you" he began "about when my dad died and how it affected me in the past" oh.

"I know it's generally known as a bad habit to eavesdrop" he sighed switching off the car "But as I was coming back I heard my mom telling you about my dad and all"

"Though it was not her place and all to tell you about 'my' past, I'm quite glad she did. Because God knows I wouldn't have. I've actually been wanting to tell you but I'd always chicken out at every single turn. I mean nobody would want to tell another person about their shitty past. Cause trust me, my past was indeed very shitty" After listening to all that Dili said I finally spoke.

"Dili remember when you told me you cared about me?" The expression on his face clearly stated that he didn't understand why I was bringing that up at the moment.

"It was practically today I told you that, of course I remember" A confused frown still placed on his face.

"Well just as you care about me Dili, I care about you. I don't know when it started but I do" Finally saying it out was like a breath of fresh air. Although Dili looked slightly shocked. Only slightly though.

I continued either ways "So anything that you want to talk to me about, even if it's about.....how did you put it again.... your 'shitty past' I will listen, and definitely without judging you or anything of that sort. Trust me"

"I know you obviously won't judge me" Dili chuckled "The thing Rica is I do trust you. Even more than I wish I did"

"Then what were you afraid was going to happen?" I asked with a combination of frustrated confusion.

"I was afraid that if I told you. You would give me the look you're presently giving me" He gestured to my eyes.

I frowned "What look?"

"You have that sorry look on your face" He sighed out. "I don't need you to feel sorry for me Rica. A lot of people have been feeling sorry for me almost all my entire life, I don't want you adding to the list" He chuckled, but there was definitely no humor in it.

"Sorry" I mumbled.

"No need to apologize Rica. it's frankly not your fault in anyway, that's the first thing anyone in your place would do"

"Yeah, I guess" what all I could mutter.

"So is there anything else that's bothering you?" I asked squinting my eyes a little at him.

He smiled "Yeah that's all" It was obvious as day that he was lying from the forced smirk on his face. I didn't really want to push it, so I just let it be. I seriously wanted to pester him, but he looked like he really didn't want to talk.

"Oh okay" With a glimmering fake smile of my own I said. After that Dili started the car once more and then we drove off.