runaway numb hearts
"Who are you… the poetic chick from the coffeehouse, the chemistry geek from school, or the whore shaking her ass at the strip joint," he asked as pale blue eyes tried to break me. I can't help but smile as I turn my face from him, "All of the above…"
0.03 sleeping awake
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Reid's POV.
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day: saturday november 017 … time: 5:12PM
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What's the best way to deal with a problem…BAM.
BAM.
BAM.
Avoid it at all costs…
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Deafening beats echo in the small room. My escape. The walls seem to tremble as the sounds bounce off. So loud. And yet some how it's soothing.
A taste from red lips.
Give in to insanity.
I think you're losing sense.
From the time spent awake.
Sweat pouring down.
A shot at fuck?
I'll give in.
Insanity overbearing.
Losing control.
I think I want more.
"Reid! What the hell man!"
The door closes shut and in he walks – towel draped over his bare shoulders with grey sweatpants on. From the showers I suppose. My eyes followed my roommate, my wingman, as he shuts off the blazing speakers. The room now lies silent. The silence is louder than the music had previously been.
Silence is definitely not golden.
A yawn escapes my lips as I stretch my arms and sit up from my unmade bed. As eyes open I notice the stare coming from my brother. Though he quickly turns around, I can't shake the image from my head. The image of his eyes…
Eyes so vivid…
Full of life.
Full of youth.
How annoying…
"Unlike mine…" I mumble out without realizing. Thinking out loud again.
He stops in mid movement of searching through the closet. "Huh?" he asks, turning his head to give me a puzzled look.
I wave my hand dismissing his question. It was not meant for him to hear anyway. He shrugs his shoulders and continues searching through the closet.
Silence…
Silence only brings one thing. The one thing I have been trying to avoid.
Slumber...
The heaviness… it's overwhelming and soon my eyes are drifting shut. Lately the sleepiness is overbearing. It's taking over all of me. Soon I don't think I'll be waking from my sleep.
"Reid?"
I can hear the voice… calling my name.
"Reid!"
The voice seems to be slipping further away.
"REID!"
I open my eyes to be greeted with the concerned stare of my wingman. A stare asking a million questions. A failed stare into my soul.
"Nicky's tonight?" he asks, voice timid as if doubting this were really me.
It is not surprising that he is confused by my essence. I haven't been acting like myself lately. No... I haven't been acting like the Reid they know me to be.
I let myself fall back on the bed as I mumble to him an affirmative response. Nicky's… Life is so conventional.
"Pogue and Caleb are going to meet us there."
Sigh.
"Right." I answer, as I stand up from my bed.
"Do you need time to…" He stops in mid sentence as he notices my eyes flash black. In a second my clothes change from sweats to my casual jeans and black tee.
He sighs and turns away. Not a word leaves his lips but a million scrambles in his brain. He already knows not to. There is no point in wasting his breath. Not on someone like me. I'm on the brink or so they say. But I'm not predictable. And I don't plan on slipping away.
When faced with a Reid Garwin problem…
It's best if you just turn away…
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time: 6:35PM
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The bar is buzzing mostly with fellow Spencer Academy students. This is, after all, the place to be. Except for me of course.
While I normally enjoy spending a fairly large amount of leisure here, tonight is not the night. As I sit at the table surrounded by my brothers and their ladies, I await the dreaded question.
"How's your nose?" Pogue questions before taking another bite from his burger.
Asshole...
Not that I didn't know he was going to ask...
I still scoff and flash him the bird. I don't know who it was that knocked me with the door yesterday at school. But thanks to who ever it was, I had to walk around with a swollen nose.
Feeling a pair of hands caressing my check, I turn and look at the girl sitting next to me. I brush her hand awhile, telling her I'm fine but her mouth continues its movements.
Britney Snow.
Arm candy at best.
Plastic arm candy at that.
I think she's asking me something… but I can't hear it…
No…
I don't want to hear it.
Especially right now…
Not now…
Not when it's starting…
I can feel it starting to pick up once again.
Need.
Want.
Desire.
The itching…
The itching attached to addiction.
When the urge to have it is so much that my blood is boiling.
Burning my skin.
Tightening around my lungs.
Crunching my heart.
Stop.
No.
Listen.
No.
Think.
No.
Breath.
No.
No control at all.
Subconsciously I begin to scratch my arm.
"I'm itching."
"Huh?" Confusion is dripping off the one word. Plastic is confused.
I guess that confirms that I have spoken out loud again.
Irony…
Yes… I think this is irony.
This thing… this itch… this is not about the power.
Strangely enough this is all about grey eyes with a glint handing me coffee.
That girl… and the coffee.
Though I must admit… I can't tell which withdrawal is making me itch. Not that it matters… no… that girl and coffee they are my complete package of addiction.
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Hush Hush.
It's okay.
To be this way.
Feeling lost
Losing hope
Hush Hush
You will find your way.
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"I'm leaving." I say before standing up from the table and walking past an overly dramatic plastic.
"Where are you going?"
"I have a hunger to feed." I mumble – more to myself than to anyone else.
Not bothering to answer the voices calling my name, I step out of the overly populated bar. As I head over to the Hummer I can only smile as I imagine the look on my wingman's face when he sees that his baby has gone missing.
But he'll get over it...
He'll figure it out...
After all... whenever Reid Garwin is involved, you can be sure he is to blame or so that's what they say.
Too bad...
Too late...
I don't give a shit either way...
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time: 7:15PM
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Parking the Hummer on the barely populated streets, I stare at the coffee house. I am early then I usually am.
Laugh.
It makes me wonder...
if she's in there...
if she really exists...
outside those same five minutes we always share... is she really going to be standing there.
I'm being stupid.
Running a hand through my hair, I walk to the door slowly pushing it open and making the bells chirm. My eyes stay at the spot behind the counter expecting to see her. But... she's not there...
But then... what's that sound...
Shifting my eyes to the far corner I see her...
Towards the back of the shop, hunched over a table. While she wipes away at the table I notice her ipod in place, completely blocking her out of reality.
She is wearing a red and black plaid skirt with a black tank top, her feet covered in black chucks. But eyes stay focused on the skirt. A skirt definitely too short to be hunched over like that. A skirt revealing so much... too much...
Smirk.
Temptation has got some nice legs.
I step closer... the small sounds coming from her becoming more audible with each step. She's singing, though I can't make out the lyrics I can hear her voice.
It's strange…
It's cute…
It's strangely cute… her voice is raspy and quite off key. The sound… it's drawing me in closer to her. My footsteps echo in the room but of course she fails to notice. I walk up to stand behind her…
So close…
Inches away… from being able to touch.
Slowly, I raise my hand and tap her shoulder. The second that I do, its like an electricity follows through. Almost burning. Wide grey eyes turn and look into mine.
I guess she felt it too...
The electricity...
She raises her hand to the place where I touched her, lightly grazing over the spot. "What can I get you?" she asks, eyes remaining locked on mine.
"Coffee..." I pause a second when I see it... the glint in her eyes. It caught me off guard, but I regain my composure before she notices. "Coffee black," I tell her with a smirk forming on my lips.
She slowly nods her head, but eyes stay on mine...
grey into blue...
blue into grey...
3... 2... 1...
...and she breaks away...
The second that grey breaks from blue, its like I have been thrown into cold water... its like... its like I've been thrown back into reality...
"Here you go," she said handing me the cup of coffee as I take my regular seat behind the counter. I mumble a thanks and she nods her head in acknowledgement.
Hips sway as she makes her way to the end of the counter and starts wiping away at it. I take a sip of my coffee while my eyes remain locked on her form. I see her lips move… she's humming to the beat of the song she was previously singing.
I wanted to hear her voice again. The off-key raspy hypnotizing voice. That voice that somehow sounded like velvet. I needed to hear it again.
My mouth opened to ask to her…
ask her what I wasn't sure but that voice…
anything would have been fine… as long as I got her to talk…
Too bad I didn't get my chance. As soon as I opened my mouth… my cell phone went off. She turned at the sound and I removed my gaze from her. Damn it. Reaching into my pocket I grab the louder than necessary electronic device.
Tyler.
Sigh…
Groan…
I didn't need to pick up to know what he wanted... his precious Hummer. As if having no control, my eyes wandered back to the auburn haired girl.
She licked her lips.
Placed her hips on her hips.
Then she smiled.
Damn. Baby boy was definitely going to regret ruining my moment with temptation. Even from across the room – grey locked on blue… that glint… I felt pulled out of reality again.
"Co--Come back again," she said stuttering a bit. It made me wonder if maybe she felt it too… the warped feeling of reality.
I smirked in her direction before turning away from her and out the door. As I made my way the vehicle I smiled and before I could stop myself a couple of chuckles came out of my mouth.
Hooked…
I was definitely hooked on temptation… and I don't plan on stopping myself from falling in deeper.
Deeper into those grey eyes with a glint…
Ah yes… temptation in female form is certainly the way to go…
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This chapter took me a little longer to get out – SORRY! I always have a hard time writing in Reid's POV – I always think it's not in character. But you guys should be happy about that fairly large interaction between our heroine and wonder boy LOL. There is a small detail that I have purposely left out and I don't know if anyone has even noticed or will notice until I point it out in a few chapters up ahead.
Something I was wondering is what you guys want for the next chapter. Do you want the next chapter to be this chapter, basically this day, in Aden's POV so you guys can see what Aden was thinking during the interaction with Reid. Or do you just want me to go ahead and move on with the next chapter as I had planned. Vote and let me know – majority rules.
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