Chapter 8
The elevator opens and I step out. It's 8 p.m. and after working the whole day mostly after what happened with Ethan, I am so tired. I reach my apartment door and press the doorbell and then my eyes fall on
my hands.
Blood
When I was bandaging his hand, maybe then I got blood on my hands.
The door opens and Nick sticks his head out.
"Hey, baby." He greets smiling.
"Hi," I say and get inside.
"Where is Lee?" I ask looking around and throw my purse on the couch.
"She is making 'surprise' for you," Nick says with a cheeky smile and I smile in return.
"Oh my God, Evie, your hand is bleeding." He screams as he moves towards me and holds my hand.
"No, no. It's not my blood."
"Then whose?"
"Long story. Let me freshen up first. I am tired."
"Ok, but you have to tell me later."
"Yeah," I say and make my way to my bedroom.
I kick off my heels forcefully and they slump down somewhere with a loud sound. I pull out my phone and throw it on the bed but my speed was a bit higher so it kept on rotating before...
Crack
Very good.
I want to break everything.
Reaching the door of my walk-in closet, I give another kick and it barges against the wall producing another noise. Yeah, I am angry and taking it out on innocent things. Because, unlike certain someone, I don't have any intention to break my hand punching the wall.
I take out my pajamas and t-shirt and come out of the closet with another...
Bang
"Evie, what the fuck you are doing? Playing boxing with doors?" Leah yells from the living room.
"I am screwing everything up. Heard me?" I yell back and hear Nick's laughter.
Taking my clothes, I enter the washroom and turn on the shower before stepping under the water which soothes my skin as well as my head. I untie my hair and it spreads over my back reaching my waist. I flick my hair a couple of times letting the water wet through it. I take off my t-shirt and rub my hand. Staring at the blood, just one face comes to my mind.
Why did he behave like that to me?
Why does he always hurt me?
Thousands of questions running through my mind right now. The moment I saw him, everything started to change. The day we first met, I got stuck in my place. And from then, every time he comes near me, my body reacts strangely.
I can't think straight whenever he is close to me. He is the first man who ever came that close to me. He is the first who ever touched me like that. And I let him touch me.
His touches...
The first time he held my hand, I got strange feelings and now every time, his body makes contact with mine, I get shivers.
Looking at his eyes, I forget everything. My heart doesn't want to go away from him.
I have always been closed off. Never let anyone take over my heart but these days I can't stop thinking about him for a second. In the office, at home, and even in my dreams.
I tried to make him understand. He didn't let me. Friendship or whatever, now everything has ended. It's hurting.
No, no, no...
I don't want to think about him.
I have to get him out of my mind.
I have to try at least.
After taking a long shower, I get out of the washroom. I change my clothes and dry my hair.
Getting out of my room, I look for Leah and Nick but they are nowhere to be seen.
"Nicki, Lee, where are you?" I call out loud but no reply.
I decide to go to Nick's room first. Opening the door, I take a look inside but everything is dark. The living room is dark, the kitchen is empty. Where the hell are they? They were talking here a little while ago. The whole apartment is quiet and mostly bowery, only the sounds of my footsteps and click of doors can be heard. It seems spooky now.
I stand in front of Leah's room and turn the doorknob. It's the last room if they are not here then...
"Happy birthday"