Distance

The urge to tell this girl everything was tremendous! I had been hanging around her apartment for days, hoping not to have to leave. I usually didn't know what to do with people, but this woman was special. Her unusual ice-green eyes looked at me coldly or suspiciously most of the time, but every now and then deep feelings flashed within them. I was slowly going crazy. What was it about her that made me want to stay here so badly? It would really be better if I went, but I couldn't and wouldn't! Just that she'd brought me here and taken care of my wounds had been a miracle. Why did she do that? Even now I still had no answer. I doubted she did it out of pity, but what was it then? She kept upsetting me. Why could she judge me so well? No one had ever seen more than my arrogance and cruelty in me. But this game that she played with me could also be played by two. Of course I knew that she was just fooling me into this self-confidence, but it wouldn't be fun if I dropped this bomb now. She hadn't missed the two scars, much to my regret. How should I explain this? Okay, she had long since understood that she would not get an answer, but I knew that she would continue to worry about it. Sighing, I finished my thoughts to follow the young woman quietly and unobtrusively. Her gaze had indicated that she wanted to throw herself at me, but surprisingly she had been very controlled. In the end, it sounded almost loving! I seriously wondered what was going on in this girl's head. Well, mind reading was unfortunately not one of my skills ... Hesitantly, I stopped in the middle of the hallway of the apartment. Were my brothers right? Was I really poor and despicable? I couldn't believe it, now even I was starting to think about this bullshit! The human world didn't suit me at all.      

"Everything OK?"

Almost startled, I looked up. Nyria looked at me intently. There was concern in her gaze.

"You looked sad," she explained hastily and quickly averted her gaze from me.

"You shouldn't care about me, Nyria." I mumbled partly angry, but still fascinated.

“But you are not. But I don't know why either. "

In a split second she was gone into the kitchen.

My heart was racing. The whole thing got more and more absurd! Why hadn't I shown this guy out the door yet?

Very easily. my subconscious whispered. Because he fascinates you. And you're interested in him! I shook my head. No way! Even if he was fascinating, I certainly wasn't interested in him! A loud knock on the front door made me jump. I left back in the hallway, opened the door and took a shocked step back when I saw the tall man grinning underhandedly. His black eyes sparkled with ... ruse?  

"Hello, little one. Zayn isn't here by chance, is it? ”He spoke in a dark voice and leaned against the door frame. I swallowed and took another step forward confidently.

“May I ask who you are? And who this Zayn is supposed to be? ", I replied coldly, whereupon the blond man looked quite surprised for a moment. Then suddenly he became much more threatening.

"Out with it, little one! Where is he? ”He growled.

"What are you doing here, Jere?" I heard suddenly from behind me.

It was Zayn. Jere pushed me aside and entered the apartment. Apparently he was quite angry.

"Have you become so cowardly that you hide with a human woman?"

For a brief moment I wondered why he said human woman, but I was too curious to worry about that now.

“You don't care where I'm staying. Is that the only reason you came here? "

I wondered who this man was. Were he and Zayn friends?

"They are looking for you, Zayn." Jere said. “That you don't have a home made you look attractive. They are all keen to give you a rub. "

Vaher smiled.

“Do you think I have lost my strength? It may be that I no longer have a place of refuge, but that has not affected my strength. "

Several questions shot through my head, but I was silent. Jere shrugged.

"How you mean. I just wanted to let you know. See you then ... "

The guy had already stormed out of the apartment. I was left perplexed with Zayn.

I hadn't asked him a single question. No idea why. My subconscious was probably waiting for him to give me an explanation. But he probably didn't even think of it in a dream. We both pretended that nothing had ever happened. Hours passed before he suddenly sat down next to me on the sofa.

"Don't you have any questions?" He muttered, as if he were afraid of the answer.

"Would you have answered it?" I replied calmly without looking at him. Maybe he was under pressure?

"Probably not," he admitted.

Now I looked at him after all. My raised eyebrows made him sigh.

“All right, Nyria. I can see that you would like to pierce me with questions but I can't answer them. At least not honestly. So don't look at me with that pleading look in your eyes! "

"I look at you pleadingly?" I asked, perplexed and completely taken by surprise. Now he was probably confused too.

"I thought you were doing this on purpose?" He muttered, and I shook my head.

"No! What makes you think that? Well, it doesn't matter. Let's just ... not talk about it! ”I muttered, turning away from him. I was so curious, but it would be better for both of us if I didn't know. I would surely only cause him trouble. Disbelief showed on his face.

"You don't want to talk about it?" He breathed.

The whole thing seemed to amuse him because the corners of his mouth twitched.

"If I re-drill you will surely come to me with sayings like ..." That would only put us in danger. "Or" I cannot tell you, it is forbidden. " I just save myself this theater. "

I leaned back, panting. I closed my eyes, overwhelmed.

"I have to say that you look so grumpy and downright sexy."

His softly mumbled words made my eyes widen in panic.

"If you want to keep your distance, you shouldn't say such things," I muttered, glaring at him.

“I usually don't say things like that either. And as for the distance ... "