I have seen many eyes before happy ones, sad ones, horrified ones, angry ones. Eyes overflowing with all kinds of emotions. But I have never seen such eyes before.
Empty…
Lifeless…
"What are you doing here?" I questioned him when he didn't make any move to explain his actions. His eyes were lingering back and forth between my eyes and my lips.
"Stay away from me." he whispered.
"You are the one in my room, pushing me against a wall and touching me without my will." I replied sarcastically. I was trying to look cool but deep down I was freaking out.
"Oh really? I was not the one to throw rocks at your window." he looked at me accusingly.
"That was because I am forced to stay at your house and I don't know the way out. You live here so I want you to take me out of here." I told him the last part in a demanding way. I didn't want to look weak or helpless in front of him.
"And if I don't want to?" he questioned.
