10. Bad night
678 Words
CHAPTER TEN
“And finally, this is the kitchen,” I came to a stop, turning half around,” What do you think?”
He did a sweep around the house, my gaze trying its hardest not to hover over his very attractive sharp jawline. Who the hell was this guy and why was I finding myself constantly drooling over him? His sharp grey eyes finally found their way towards me.
“I mean, its spacious. As long as we don’t cross each other, I’m good. Don’t touch my stuff and I won’t have to cut your head off,” his voice was soft yet cold at the same time. In the shortest time I’d interacted with Luca I’d realized he was not exactly welcoming. The cold exterior he exuded would have scared anyone to the core but for some reason I refused to heed that warning.
“Point taken,” I pointed out.
He shifted the backpack he had in one hand, easily hoisting it over his shoulder as he walked into the spare room. I hadn’t even had a chance to talk to him about paying me up the other half of the rent I used but then again, there was always tomorrow. A message alert pinged on my phone and on reaching for it, it turned out to be an IG notification. Rania had posted a short clip of her with the rest of our friends including Niran and they were at a freaking party. What irked me the most was how they looked so damn happy, almost as though they were glad to have gotten rid of me.
“Quick question, what is up with my bathroom’s showerhead?” Luca questioned, pulling my attention away from my phone.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you about that. Apparently the one who stayed here before us threw a party that ended up rather disastrously. Not to worry though, it will be fixed by Wednesday and meanwhile you can use the one in my room,”
He grunted in displeasure then went back inside his room, banging the door behind him. I doubted there was any chance of him and I even being friends. Pushing my phone inside my back pocket, I grabbed a hoodie, choosing to take a walk in the starless dark night. I tried to block out my feelings and even though I’d been trying to distract myself with other things, it hadn’t worked out pretty well.
“Beck,” I froze, pulling to a sudden halt as I turned around to look at the man standing before me.
“I have nothing to say to you, Anton,” I muttered under tightened jaws, trying not to succumb to the pain building up in my heart.
“I understand that you are mad at me and honestly I deserve it,” he paused,” Is it true you moved out?”
“Yes, and I have no idea how that should be any of your concern,” I bit back.
“When it comes to your safety, you are still my concern. Moving out was a bad idea, Beck. Aren’t you scared of this new world?” he questioned. I would have easily fallen for the vulnerability in his eyes if it were a few days back but I’d learnt better in a rather hard way.
“Scared of your new world? I don’t give a f**k about your stupid new world, Anton. What I acre about is the fact that you hurt me just like everyone else who I never thought would. So how about you f**k off, huh? You’d be doing both of us a huge favor,” I snapped bitterly. He had no right to stand in front of me and pretend he gave a s**t about me when he was just like everybody else in my life.
“Beck,” Another voice, a much familiar one spoke behind me.
“Ken,” My voice croaked.
Just why couldn’t I have one night in peace, wallowing in my own feelings?
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