Stormy

This is creepy. Is he a non-human? Have I been talking to a zombie or ghost? Or is he too depressed? I don't get why he'd be writing this. It's heart touching, like tears are almost dropping from my eyes, right now. He must've been through a lot. Or maybe his ex-girlfriend hurt him so bad? Wait, where did that come from? Maybe you'd know about the stuff in the paper some other time. You may not become teary too, that's if you're not emotional. I am!

The only stuff I loved so much in that paper is 'light shines brightest in darkness'. I scribbled it in my diary. And I copied everything written in that paper into my diary.

Right now, I'm bored so I'd just go to the same spot to talk to Stormy. He's literally always there. Whatever he finds in that garden, I don't know.

..........................................."Hey Stormy"

"Princess, I didn't expect you'd come again"

"Well, I came"

"Why? I think you should find something better to do"

"I think I'm addicted to you"

"We just met yesterday"

"I don't get it, either"

"Go read your books"

That hit me like... five hundred knives piercing through my whole body. Did he just have to do that?

"That's harsh"

"It's an advice. Besides, I don't wanna get your clean mind dirty"

"That's dumb"

"I'm being sincere here. Don't roll with me or you'd get corrupt"

"I don't mind. As long as it's you"

"You're stubborn"

"My point exactly"

"And I love you for that"

Love? I might just melt now.

I blushed, speechlessly.

"I'd marry you one day"

"Please, do it quickly"

"Your mum would get a gun and send me to hell" he chuckled.

"Why hell?"

"I don't know"

"But you'd marry me, right?"

"Of course, I will. How old are you?"

Oookaaaayy... Normally, I lie about my age but I don't think I'd lie to Stormy. I think... I love him.

"I'm fourteen"

"Whaat!!!" he seemed shocked.

"What?"

"You're fourteen? Wow! You don't look it"

"I know. And you're?"

"Twenty two. That means our journey ends here"

"Noo... What about..."

"In five years time, we'd talk about it" he interrupted.

"Please"

"Be careful"

"With you? I feel safe around you, I don't know why. I think I love you. Do you feel the same?" I blurted.

"I can't love any woman after Helen"

A tear almost dropped from my eyes. This is more hurting than any other thing that has ever happened to me.

I stood up and walked away, sobbing.

"Princess" he called.

How did he expect me to answer?

He walked up to me and held my hand "princess"

"I'm not princess, okay? It's Alexis"

"Fine! Alexis, I'm sorry"

I pulled away. He didn't even make an attempt to... He just accepted to call me Alexis. This is so annoying, honestly.

"You can keep it"

I walked away, faster than I ever did. I couldn't see clearly as I walked home.

On getting home, I buried my head under my pillow, crying. This is the worst that has ever happened to me.

I even rejected dinner because I had lost my appetite. Stormy was one person I hoped to never lose but... I still hope so, though, all I need is an impressive apology.

If I was asked to choose between him and Jayden. I honestly would choose him.

...........................................

Am I  becoming annoying? I and Jayden are meant to have a special outing today and I was fuckin' around with the bad guy, Stormy. At least, I'd meet someone who'd cool me down.

I got dressed quickly and tiptoed downstairs. I just had to sneak out cuz mum's home now.

"Alex, where to?"

"Uhmm... I just wanna take a walk down the street, I won't be long"

"That's nice. Wait, let me go change, I wanna take a walk too"

"I wanna do it alone"

"No, you won't"

I groaned.

The moment she got into her room, I dashed out, not looking back. Whatever would happen after is up to me.

Luckily, I saw Jayden down the road. I pulled him, still running.

"Why... why are we running?" he asked, trying to catch his breath. 

"It's my mum"

"What about her?"

"I just had to sneak out"

"Oh wow! And she's after you?"

"Not really. She wanted to come with me"

"That was a close one"

"Right? And sorry, I'm late. Again."

"It's okay" we sat on the road bench.

"So, what is it you wanna tell me?"

"I'm really sorry for treatin you that way because of Dexter"

"It's nothing"

"But..."

"What?"

"I wanna get something straight"

"Uh... huh?"

"You're friends with Blair?"

Okay, here we go again. This is the worst part of it all.

"Y... yes"

"Why?"

"She's nice"

"No, she's not" I felt anger in his voice.

"Why do you say so?"

"Because I know. I know her inside out"

"Ohww... Kayy?"

"You have to end whatever is going on between you and Blair. She's not worth trusting, y'know. I'd even prefer Dexter"

"Is she that bad?"

"She's worse"

"Uhmm..."

"It's an advice, sweetie"

"Fine, I'd try"

"You have to"

"I... know, Jay"

"Promise me" he took my hands in his, staring straight into my eyes. That feeling at the coffe shop began to embrace me. I didn't want whatever that happened there to happen again. In public!! I looked up "it's gonna rain"

"Yeah, let me get you home"

"Is that neces..."

"You talk too much" he buried my face under his jacket, wrapping his arms around my body as a strong wind almost blew sand across my face.

When the wind reduced, he released me from his grip and it began to drizzle. He pulled off his jacket and gave it to me.

"No, thanks. You'd get drenched"

"Please, take it. I don't mind"

"I don't mind, either"

"Fine then. No one has it"

"It's yours. you'd catch a cold"

"Do you think I care?"

I rolled my eyes "That's your business"