Xavier's pov
I just got out from the bathroom when mom entered my room. I held onto the towel around my waist a little tighter. I was about to open my mouth to complain but the look on her face made me shut my mouth. She seemed somewhat furious.
I sighed. What did I do now?
I looked down pinching the bridge of my nose, "Can you wait for me to atleast wear some pants? I'll be out in a minute."
She pursed her lips tight, nodding her head before going out and closing the door behind her.
Once she was out I let out a deep breath. I don't remember doing anything to land me in trouble now. Then why did she looked so furious?
My hair were wet due to the shower I took. I took out grey sweatpants and wore them. And taking a black t-shirt with me, I went and took my phone.
I was about to leave my room before I checked my phone.
2 missed calls from pancake.
What the fuck?
She never called me. And now there were two missed calls. Is she fine?
I got out of my room quickly moving downstairs as fast as I could. I found mom standing there impatiently.
"You took time," she started before stopping, "Put that on, will you?" She said referring to my t-shirt.
I quickly put it on and ran towards the main door as fast as I could.
"Xavier! Where do you think you are going at this hour?" My mom asked concerned making me stop in between.
I don't know why I was panicking. I don't know why, but I felt like I needed to see her. To see if she was safe.
"I am sorry mom. I can tell you are mad at me. But I need to go right now." I begged her.
She shook her head sternly, "Not before you hear me."
I looked around frustratedly before nodding my head at her.
"I got a call from Liya's mother." She started her hazel eyes becoming concerned.
And that was enough to make me run towards her, "What did she say?"
"She said Liya called you but you didn't pick her call up. She was upset about it."
"Yes! I was having a bath...How is she? Is she fine?" I asked frantically.
My mom put her hands on my shoulder to make me calm but it wasn't helping at all. What can you expect? She never calls me and then suddenly I saw two missed calls from her. I don't know why but I was freaking out from the inside,
"Mom?" I asked her again.
Mom sighed before looking at me, "Liya," I nodded my head at her letting her know I was listening, "She went to the library. On her way back she got chased by some gang."
That was enough for me to make me run for the door. Damnit. Why did she have to get out at this late hour? That too when she knew she could land herself in trouble.
Stupid. Stupid girl.
"Xavier!" Mom called me again. I turned to her frustrated now. I was already late! I don't know what would have happened!
"She is safe now." Mom said softly, nodding her head at me--smiling.
I stopped for a while before shaking my head, "I want to see that for myself. It is Liya we are talking about. That girl loves to land herself into trouble."
My mom laughed before shaking her head, "It's true. But it's going to rain today."
"I don't care. It makes my decision all the more strong. Mom let me go. Please." I begged looking at the time frantically.
She nodded her head closing her eyes, "Go."
I didn't even waste a minute in running out. I didn't even care to take a car right now. With all the strength I had in my legs I ran as fast as I could.
I was half way there to the library when I felt a drop of rain. Mom was right. It was indeed going to rain. But I didn't care about that at all.
I had a stupid girl to take care of. She has a habit of landing herself into trouble. I am sure she would be curled up into a ball somewhere. Trying to hide away.
As I ran I could feel a smile playing on my lips as I thought of her. Of how naive and stupid she can be. She has been like that from the start. Making me worry about her.
When will she grow up enough to take care of herself?
It started raining hard now. My whole body was drenched and the clothes weighed heavy as I tried running. I could feel a burning sensation in my legs.
Fuck. I grunted. I have to find her.
I took my phone out to call her back. I didn't even care to stop. What if I was too late? God damnit Liya, you are going to be an end of me.
I was about to press the call button when I heard laughing at some distance. I wouldn't have cared at all. But the voice. That laughter. It was not a mistake it was hers.
I stopped. My chest rising up and down as I tried taking fast and deep breaths. My body was deprived of oxygen.
I laughed as I realized she was in no danger. She was fine.
I walked a few steps before I could see her. All laughing and jumping. I felt a wave of relief passing through my chest.
Thank god she is fine.
A smile appeared on my face as I saw her enjoying herself. I was exhausted. It was no joke running from my home to here. Just for her.
But why? Why was I so worried about her?
Because I still think of her as my friend.
I shook my head before going and sitting in the corner on the path. The smile never leaving my face. I watched her from afar as she danced and kicked water all around her.
I could feel myself getting happy as I saw her. She was happy. And somehow it made me happy too.
It was not until she went and grabbed his arm did I notice there was someone else. A guy.
The smile wiped off from my face completely as I saw her laughing with him.
I felt a pang in my chest. What is it? Why am I feeling this? I wasn't liking it. But I could feel it clawing inside of me.
I was happy seeing her happy, but it was somehow making me mad that it wasn't me. It was someone else who was making her happy.
I just sat there looking at her before I noticed the guy. The way he laughed and pulled her down with him. That laughing face, It was none other than...Alec.
They both seemed so much engrossed and loving their moment together that I couldn't bring myself to interrupt them.
I was hating each and every moment of it, but the only thing that was stopping me was the thought.... it's her choice. She can be with whoever she wants to be. Why do I care so much?
I didn't even realize I had curled my hands too tightly until I saw Alec offering his hand to her. She took it as he pulled her in.
It was on purpose. I could see he used more force than required to make her collide into him.
I gritted my teeth.
Alec and I have been friends forever now. And I love him just like my brother. But right now I was so clouded by this emotion which was screaming at me to punch him in the gut. I want to punch him in the gut. Until he is standing feets away from her. From my-.
No. No. What's wrong with me?
I shouldn't be here. I came here to see if she was fine and when I know she is fine I should just go.
But I can't bring myself to.
The rain felt heavier than before. It was as if it was trying to weigh me down with it.
I got up trying to steady myself. I cannot stay here any longer.
I looked ahead once again at the both of them. And the sight in front of me made me lose my control.
I don't know what this feeling was but I cannot. I cannot take it! He is fucking gonna kiss her! For God's sake she is my fiance! How dare he even touch her.
I started taking my steps towards her. Looking at her. Why isn't she moving away?!
Fuck. I stopped in between. Don't tell me she has been lying to me until now. Don't tell me she doesn't love me.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I care? Isn't this what I want? For her to give away from my life?
Liya!...my mind yelled at her. Trying to snap her back into her senses. I want to yell physically but I just can't get myself to because she seemed happy.
Liya!
I could see Alec's face just a few inches away from hers.
Pancake!
It was as if someone shook her vigorously because she stepped back as far away from him as possible. I don't know why I felt relief pass through me. I felt as if I was lifted off some burden. And I felt good.
A smile made it's way onto my face. A smile of relief. I was about to step in front to take her with me. It was time that I took her home with me. It was time that I took care of her.
I was about to step forth when I noticed her putting her hands into Alec's-- in front of my eyes.
He held onto her tight as they laughed and went running to wherever they wanted to go. While I stood there at the corner, my heart burning.
I saw them leave. And I didn't do anything.
Because it was her choice.
I was mad. I could kill someone right now. I screamed hard before punching a tree beside me. I could feel the pain setting in me but it was nothing compared to what I was feeling right now.
I threw punches at the tree continously before stopping. I felt my legs give up. I sat there with the rain still pouring down on me.
I never feel weak. I never felt this way. Until now. I looked at my knuckles and found them bleeding. A mocking smile came to my face. I deserve this.
I felt something warm run down my cheeks. I touched my face and brought my hands back.
No. It's probably nothing. I don't feel anything. And I sure as hell am not crying for her. I am not.
I cannot cry!
Yes, it is probably nothing but rain. I wiped my face frantically before getting up.
I am fine. I came here to see if she was fine. And she seemed happy.
And I think it is time for me to go home. She doesn't need to know that I came here ever. That I saw her missed call. That I panicked.
For her, I never received the call.
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