Moody

Zayn got quieter and moved closer to me, which already sent a shiver down my spine.

"I've always been moody about that," he whispered in my ear.

I had two options. I either let my fists do the talking and let him see how stupid he was acting or I just got up and left. The latter option would be more appropriate, but boring. And who knows how this guy would react to my fists. Maybe I should consider a third option after all? 

"What's this here?" I whispered in an exaggeratedly dark and rough voice. He blinked and finally seemed to notice how close his face was to mine. Zayn didn't answer, but looked down. Apparently he didn't even know what he was doing here. He crouched indecisively in front of me, his lips still close to mine. Thoughtfully, I grabbed his chin and lifted his face. 

“Something seems to be confusing you. Are you going to tell me what? "

My tone of voice seemed to confuse him again and again. Right now, too. It stayed calm.

Her ice-green eyes looked at me expectantly. And what did i do I didn't even dare to look back! How deep was I just sinking? How much had I changed when I didn't even know what it was like inside me? I jumped up roaring. I did not miss the twitching of her body. Did I scare her? I felt the urge to hit something, but I contented myself with knocking a glass vase off the table. When it hit the ground it split into a thousand pieces.

"Hell, would you stop?" The woman suddenly yelled.

She had jumped up too.

"With what?" I yelled back. "To be who I am?"

At the same time we both took a deep breath.

"We're not getting any further ...", Nyria muttered and ran her hands through her hair.

"You're right," I replied quietly, turning my back on her. "I will go."

I slowly realized that I had crossed the line. This woman would only end up being drawn into my affairs. And I wanted to and would prevent that! So not even an hour later I was at the door.

"So you really want to go?" Breathed Nyria, coming dangerously close to me again.

I nodded. What else should I do?

"And where are you going?"

I smiled and looked her in the eye.

“We won't see each other again, Nyria. So you don't have to worry about it. ”I didn't even dare to think, but I could have sworn that for a brief moment I saw something like sadness in her pretty eyes. And maybe even anger. We were still looking at each other. Didn't she dare to say something? Why not? Not to believe how difficult it was for me to turn my back on her now. Actually, I didn't want to go. But ... maybe I would return one day. 

"Take care, you idiot," was all I heard as I ran down the stairs.

......

I got up screaming. Panting, I brushed my damp hair back from my face. Another nightmare. And that horrible feeling of being watched! I slowly let my gaze wander. Darkness. As in my dream. A look at the clock told it was two o'clock in the morning. I suppressed a tear. The dreams were never that bad. Only since then ... since Vaher was gone. I left my bed, which was suddenly much too large, and ran to the window, which I first opened. My lungs greedily sucked in the fresh night air. Suddenly my apartment felt way too cramped. I hurriedly slipped into other clothes, then tore my leather jacket from the cloakroom and left my apartment almost stormy. A little walk would certainly not hurt. I quickly slipped my knife into my sleeve jacket. I let out a deep sigh that somehow released a little. Well, in the end I didn't know anything about Zayn Vaher. Days had passed. Maybe weeks, I don't know. I had lost track of time. A tingling sensation in my back tore me out of my grief and brought me back to reality. I couldn't forget that it was the middle of the night and I was already on the outskirts of town! I took a look over my shoulder and saw a group of young men dangerously close on my heels. Most of them were probably armed, but at that moment I hoped that wasn't exactly what the five were.  

"Hey, honey! One of them shouted in a scratchy voice. Probably a smoker. Stopping now was the stupidest thing you could do, but I actually stopped and turned around with a scowl. That alone made two of them approach me reluctantly.

"A beauty like you shouldn't be out at this time, that could be dangerous."

I didn't even blink, even if the guy in front of me had a murderous flag.

“I am able to take care of myself, thank you very much. Should I stop because of that? "

Cold and monotonous as I was, I stared straight into his cool brown eyes. He looked down at me in irritation, then burst out laughing.

"The little one is good!" He laughed and briefly looked at his colleagues who had now surrounded me.

"So you can take care of yourself, okay?" He asked plump fellow in front of me.

I nodded, unimpressed. There was a secluded cemetery nearby, just a few streets away, and I would have to be careful with my choice of words.

"Do I look like a little girl in your eyes?" I growled.

I stared at him furiously, whereupon he took a step back, but then suddenly drew a gun.

"And? How's it going now, little lady? "

Still unimpressed, I crossed my arms. I didn't worry about the gun. I was much more concerned with the other four guys. They could still be a problem.

Without much effort I reached for the weapon, which I also released and reloaded.

"Well, look at someone with ammunition? But someone had big plans for the night, ”I scoffed.

I didn't like that I had the upper hand myself. I had been tempted many times, but the power I now had surpassed everything. I would become a murderer if I kept repressing my feelings like this. Oh fuck it. As long as I didn't get lost, everything else was unimportant! The guys around me also took a few steps back, but now I saw metal and steel flashing in the darkness. I grabbed the arm of the guy in front of me in a flash, then turned him and put the gun to his head.