~•Amara•~
I saw his eyes trailing off my face to my palm as they lingered over the red, scalded skin for the briefest of seconds before snapping back to my face. He gave me a questioning look as he waited for me to say something.
I waited for him to say something, anything at all. But he continued to stare back into my eyes and kept his mouth shut.
Despite the chitter-chatters making their way into my ears and striking against my eardrums, I was bothered by the silence, his silence. I wanted him to continue with his blabbering as I was at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say to the man.
Moreover, what did he want me to say?
"Are you going to say something? Or just continue gaping like a fish out of water?" I heard him as the questioning look on his face was shaded by a mocking one.
Was he making fun of me? The nerve of this guy!
"I burnt my hand." I finally managed to force some words out of my clogged throat. As to what was clogging up the damn windpipe, I didn't know.
'It's him!'
A voice resonated in my mind which only forced a frown on my forehead. I refused to accept that it was the case. How could someone I met a week or so ago, could have such an influence over me? He could never be the reason behind my lost mind and thoughts.
"Burnt it with what? A silver spell?" He raised an eyebrow and stared back at me.
"Umm…" Not knowing what to say in reply, I trailed off. I knew I couldn't lie to him as it was completely useless.
My outburst from earlier about his bag was enough of a clue for him to know that something was wrong with it. And the surety with which his voice was laced was enough for me to know that he had gone and checked it after their small argument.
"Oh! Come-on. Will you already accept the fact that you are just like me? I know it. You know it. Then what is there for you to not accept it?" He scrunched his eyebrows together as he questioned me.
His words, instead of doing me or my haywire brain any good, only left me more baffled.
I didn't know what to say to him. His claims were right somehow. I was not a human. But at the same time, he was wrong as well. I was not an angel like him. I wasn't made of goodness and light like him, but rather darkness. I was a demon.
But if I am to accept that before him, wouldn't he just run away from me. And for some unknown reason, it was troubling me. I wanted nothing more than to get rid of him before. I wanted to push him away. I couldn't stand how he buzzed around me like a bumblebee.
Then why?
Why was I hesitating now that I was given the chance to get rid of him for my own good? Why did it feel so… wrong?
'Are you forgetting what you decided before he found you?'
My subconscious decided to remind me of the decision which I had made after our argument. The decision that I would see how long he might be able to tolerate me. I would have made him run for the hills. But I didn't expect that he would come after me once again and confront me.
"I give up!" I let out a long tired sigh as I agreed with him. Not like I was given any other choice. He had cornered me with his words, but at the same time, there was a loophole.
I didn't have any other choice but to agree with him, but at the same time I didn't have to tell him anything. He wasn't asking me anything.
'Liar, Liar! Pants on fire.'
And with those words echoing in my mind, the frown was back once again. But I wasn't really lying. I was just agreeing with him. Not like he specified what kind of being I was exactly. Nor did he mention about me being an angel as of now. He just said I was like him, which I was, a celestial being.
"Finally!" He exclaimed as the curious canvas of his face was filled with glee. Or was it excitement that he had managed to find a non-human being here on campus? Maybe it was a mixture of both. And I had to agree that it looked good on him. It suited him better than the mischievous grin he had hugging the curves of his lips most of the time.
Hold on!
Why was I being sidetracked?
"Hello? Earth to Amara?"
The words entered my ears and pulled me out of my own mind with a yank. I blinked my eyes a couple of times to regain my focus on the person who was sitting next to me.
"I am sorry. I tend to zone out of conversations. Blame it on my nagging subconscious." I spoke up as I gave him an apologetic smile. 'Well, you are also to blame for it partly.' I thought the latter part to myself as not everything should be put into words.
"I don't blame you for it. It can happen to everyone." He gave me a lopsided grin to which I nodded.
"So, are we good now?" He added while scratching the back of his head meekly.
"We were not good?" I couldn't help but tease him a little more seeing how flustered he was getting. What happened to the overly confident guy who grabbed my hand earlier just to get me fess up? Where did he disappear to?
"Ummm… friends then?" He extended his hand towards me but retracted it back when he realized that he was still clutching on to my right hand in his left one.
Seeing his actions, I couldn't help but let out a heartfelt chuckle.