Thea's Point of View
“Really? Thank you! I'll also bring Megan with me. You probably won't get mad, right?"
I laughed because I couldn't help it every time I thought about how silly their fight was when they first met. They also fit together as well because neither of them wants to take over the family business. Rayleigh, on the other hand, took over while Megan ran away.
"Why would you bring that lesbi?!" His voice got angry all of a sudden.
"I need her." I insist.
He sighed as if he couldn't help but agree. "All right. Anyway, can I ask why you want to find the device of the person who texted you?"
"Well, I'll tell you when we get together. When are you available?"
“Anytime.”
"That's great! Then tomorrow."
I walked to the kitchen to eat after I got off the phone. I thought I was going deaf because the house was so quiet. Craig was not in the room, and I didn't look for him.
I only made bacon and eggs because I was hungry and didn't feel like making anything else. During my meal, the doorbell rang. I didn't pay much attention to it because I thought Craig would open it.
However, I got up to open it when I heard another sound.
When I got there, there was no one at the door. I looked out the door to see if anyone was there.
As I was getting ready to go outside, I kicked a box by accident. It is tied with a black ribbon. When I picked it up, it was heavy and the inside looked wet.
There was no message, just a smiley face on a piece of paper. When I took the ribbon off, a red liquid stuck to the palm of my hand.
What the hell is this...
"Fuck! Ahhh...!"
When I finally got the package open, I threw it away and screamed in fear.
***
“No! Please, don't!”
I woke up and turned over to recover my breath. I had a dream about the guy following me with the knife. I looked around and noticed that it was already dark. There was also a lot of rain and thunder. The sound of thunder and the brightness of thunder in the window caused me to hide my tears.
Thunder and lightning clash as though they were engaged with one another.
When I turned to my side, I noticed Craig’s head resting on the edge of the bed, while he sat on the monoblock chair. Our roles were similar to that of a patient and a hospital guardian. My gaze roved over the room—it was our old room. Every time I recall that we’re not like before, my heart pierces anew.
I take my time getting up so he doesn’t wake up. I’ll go to the other room so he can get some rest.
“What are you going to do?”
He abruptly spoke when my foot was on the floor. He still does not remove his head from the position of lying down. Perhaps he awoke because he felt the bed move.
“I’m going to the other room so we can rest,” I paused and looked at the heavy rain. “It’s pouring heavily. You could get sick from the cold."
I got up and wandered around barefoot.
“Do you know how worried I am?” The chair rang, indicating that he had stood up. I now turned my back on him and stared at the door.
I don't know what went on after I passed out. I can't stop thinking about that package I saw. When I thought about it again, it scared me. I don't want to ask him what happened because I plan to look at myself when the sun comes up. I don't want to depend on Craig anymore. It's neither my right nor his responsibility to help me.
My heart felt like a crystal had gone through it. I didn't know love could be so bitter. Can you tell your heart to stop loving them and then not feel anything the next day? Even though I really wanted it to happen, I laughed to myself because I knew it couldn't.
"Do you know what it's like to see you lying in a pool of blood outside?" He moved ahead of me by one step. Since the light was off, we couldn't see each other.
He clenched his teeth. Again, lightning is a source of light when things are very bad. I didn't look him in the eyes because I knew that if I did, I'd forgive him even if he didn't ask. I knew that if I looked him in the eyes, I would want to be blind by lies again.
I didn't say anything and tried to act like I hadn't heard. When I looked straight at the door, it seemed like I wasn't interested in what he was saying, but in my mind, I was begging him to stop.
'Please don't look at me like that.'
'Please don't make my racing heart beat faster.'
'Please don't make me feel important and loved if you're just going to leave me on the air at the end.'
I'll be out on the cold, deep sea by myself. I don't want to believe you love me because I know so little about you. I don't want to choose you every day when you could not choose me.
But at the end of the day, I only ask him for one thing... I wish that I could learn from him more... to know more about him.
I want him to leave Felicity because I feel so insecure…
And the saddest part is… I can't ask that to him.