Here's the next chapter! Sorry it took so long to update. I had a major writers block.
Ch. 4-
Veronica and Charlie returned to the institute in silence. Veronica kept looking at Charlie but he kept his head down and walked into the institute with intention. He proceeded to walk toward his bedroom. Veronica put a hand on his shoulder,
" Charlie," she began. He turned around quickly and shrugged off her hand. Veronica frowned and looked at Charlie, who had entered his room. He quickly shut and locked the door. Veronica let out an exasperated breath and went to her own room to do the only thing that calmed her– read.
It had been two weeks since the incident with the Silent Brothers. Veronica kept approaching Charlie and trying to talk to him. He just pushed her away, again and again. Veronica had knocked on his door again and again throughout the days and would only receive comments telling her to go away. Today was much the same.
Charlie came out of his room only at supper time. Veronica greeted him with a smile as he entered the dining room. He didn't return it.
Veronica sighed and gazed at Charlie as he sat across from her and ate.
After supper, Charlie disappeared again. Veronica found him in the training room, slicing away at practice dummies.
" Charlie," she began, but Charlie only glared at her with– dark blue eyes?– It was happening again... Veronica sighed and went to leave the training room but stopped by the door frame and stood for a moment watching Charlie.
His chocolate hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat and he had a determined but distracted look on his face.
Veronica looked at him, past his strange actions and looked at the real Charlie. Who was– in fact– quite handsome. Veronica quickly snapped out of her gaze and went to her room.
Charlie punched the practice dummy again and again. He let out a huff of annoyance and stepped back. He ran his fingers through his already messy hair. Charlie blinked the sweat- and possibly tears- out of his eyes. As he walked to his room he thought about Veronica. There was something about her. Something he couldn't quite figure out. He let out a breath of exasperation and flung himself onto his bed. 'Tomorrow, I'm going to tell Veronica...' He thought to himself and dozed off to a troubled sleep.
I hope you liked this chapter! The next chapter will be posted in a few days. Please review!