Again, sorry for the slowness or the shortness of the story. I just feel like relaxing myself for the test I have to take this Saturday and next Friday. Much much to do! Anyway, enjoy! ;D
-Robin's/Dick's Point of view-
My body felt really warm…warmer than usual. Was I under that many blankets or something? I didn't want to wake up, I just felt like sleeping in some more, and moaned a few times due to pain I felt on my back.
No matter how hard I tried to keep my eyes closed, I started to sweat more than ever, and figured my body doesn't want me to sleep in anymore. I opened my eyes and felt myself in a normal position. My brain was trying to add it all up in a matter of seconds…
"SYLER!" I pushed him out of the bed.
Syler clung onto the bed before the fall could be more brutal. I crossed my arms and he glared at me.
"You didn't come to our room, Dick and I got worried! This is my mansion, you need to stop this nonsense!"
I scoffed and shook my head, "No! I want to be alone! Get out!"
"I was looking for you for hours, Dick!"
Syler climbed back onto the bed and sat down next to me with his arms crossed. He was determined. I tried much as I can to push him off the bed and getting him out of here.
"Leave me alone, would you?"
Syler glared, "No, you are under my roof and you don't have any rights to kick me out of my old room."
My body's muscle locked up and heard what he said. His old room? I glanced up at him, confused how it was his old room, and didn't understand.
"What?"
Syler sighed, "This was my room first originally. Before Gari was born, stepmom and dad were still raising me when I was in high school. They wanted a place of their own and we moved here since I suggested it was closer to college. I picked this room because it felt nice." He shrugged, "But how did you end up sleeping this room anyway?"
I blinked…uncertain how to even respond to that. His old room? Great…now, I was getting to the point I have nothing to know about anything. He really had this room different than I have imagined. I didn't need this right now, so I left the bed hurriedly, and rushed out as fast as I could. Instead, my elbow got caught by my so-called boyfriend and I slipped a growl at him. My head jerked at him and glared. He intensified his glare at me, not approved to my next sudden action, and it wasn't working out.
"Let me go!" I tried to shake his grip off of me, but it was no use!
Syler yanked me closer, "You need to stop this or I'll never let you out of this house ever again, got it?"
That felt cold and harsh more than I have imagined. He meant it and somehow, he was serious about me. He cared and admitted that he was looking for me yesterday.
"So damn what? I'll escape somehow!"
Syler chuckled, "And you'd take responsibilities of your friends' death? Fine, let yourself be messed up and don't bother come back when I say I told you so." He let go of me.
I stood frozen and felt like I forgot about that. I forgot being a hero has always come with a price. He knew how important they were to me and I can't let myself be a burden. Never. I will never let it happen again. My knees couldn't support me and I wept. I fell onto my knees and felt impossible. Nothing was going to work out and I wasn't happy. He tried to hug me, but I kept pushing him away more than ever and didn't feel the need to be around him right now.
"NO! STOP IT!" I snapped, "CUT THE CRAP, SYLER!" It was endlessly fighting between us.
Syler didn't stop and trying to get a hold me into his arms. I didn't need it right now, I needed some space, and he wasn't giving me any. He hardly said a word, just kept on trying, and felt like losing the battle. I wasn't on my feet and it was difficult to keep him away from me. My face was a mess, my entire body was in pain, and so queasy about everything. The only thing was keeping me down was his vanilla I can easily smell. No matter what, I wanted to be sexually attractive with him, and feel good about it. No, feel amazing with him. That's what I wanted the most.
My arms felt tired of pushing him and dropped. He finally held me in his arms and hushed me a few times. He just let me weep for so long, I didn't think I was the emotional one in a relationship, and the voice repeated in my head.
"Y-you-your dad hates me, Syler…he hates me." I cried loudly.
I sensed his tension strong when he heard me that and no matter what, what the voice has said to me. It bothered me.
"He would have loved you. What makes you say that?"
My hands clenched onto his shirt, "I-I was in their room…he sounded so angry and forbidden me to date you. He-he hates me, Syler…I'm not good enough for you."
I felt him lifting me up and carried me back to the bed. My body was lunged onto his body and curled right up onto him. Afraid to be worth anything to him. Syler kissed my head several times until I calmed down.
"Robin, my dad might have hated all the boyfriends I went out. But eventually, he loves them all. He's just protective and worried that I'd be used. Just wait and hang around a little longer, maybe he'll like you more than I thought. But…how did you hear him?"
I shrugged, "I just heard him. He's a ghost, Syler. He was so angry at me for dating you and forbids me."
Syler cradled me in his arms like a baby I was. It was safe and welcoming. He meant it…never letting me go and I didn't understand why. Sure, he'll set me free and I'll be running to his arms. To show him how much I like him and each second, he was important.
"Syler…why won't we have sex? Is it the wish? Or are you worried something would happen to me? Please…" I begged of him, "At least give me something to give me comforting. My body is hurting because you're not having sex with me! I like it a lot you know?" I sniffled.
Syler glanced down at me softly, seeing how stubborn I can truly be, and knowing what I was capable of. He brushed back my hair.
"Where are you feeling pain?" He hummed softly.
"In my lower back and my stomach."
Syler nodded, "The wish…is involving you, but I'm a little shock about it myself. It has given me a stronger reason why I shouldn't have sex with you."
I blinked, "Why are you so shock about it?"
"Dick, please give me some time to reason myself about it. Yes, I'm still shock about it, but I'm not sure how to look at it yet. I still love you, I still do and it won't change a thing between us."
His delicate brown eyes were still holding that feeling in and still frighten about something. I sighed.
"So…how long does this wish last for?"
"…for life."
I gulped. So it was permanent.
"Does it benefit you to our relationship?"
Syler tightly hugged me in closer to him, "Depends on how you view it too, but it will be…new."
Whatever this wish was, it didn't sound so threatening at all. It gave me comfort to know it would be alright.
"When will I know about this wish?"
Syler's fingers soothed my cheek, "When I feel it's safe to talk about it."
I blinked, "So when is unquestionable?"
He nodded, "But, I promise you that everything will be fine."
I nodded and went along. The wish had to be something serious, but a little shocking. Whatever it could be, I will be prepared to handle it. I smiled for once, we were getting along now, and working it out ourselves.
"Just don't leave me hanging and confused." I insisted.
Syler nodded, "I promise, it'll make sense when the right time comes."
He smiled back and we cuddled into each other's arms. We spent the rest of the time about reviewing our schedules to be sure what was going on this week to next week. Well, minus the birthday since Gari was in charge of that and he even admitted that he can't do much around her. I chuckled at the idea and we just chatted for so long, we hardly forgot to change out of our pajamas.
He ordered us dinner while Gari went out to hang out with her friends as usual. We were having one of those Chinese food and awe crap. I couldn't use one of those chopsticks. I kept trying and the food kept dropping. I growled out of frustration and couldn't stand it!
"Here, let me help." He placed his right hand onto mine.
He adjusted my hand and fingers on the chopsticks and his hand felt so warm and huge. He guided me along on how to use them and made sure I was able to put food into my mouth without dropping it. He wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing and showed me again. Again by the third time and it became all natural by the fourth time on my own.
"Thanks." I muttered.
He chuckled, "Hey, it's adorable." He kissed my cheek.
I knew I had to be blushing when he did that and we ate in silent, but we giggled here and there. It was quite fun to deal with something like this. He was the first to teach me chopsticks when I had no experienced at all with them. I've heard of them and seen them, but I never bothered to try and learn using them.
He bought up the books and I laid my head on his stomach while I read. He would often peek down in his book to see me and just admired what he was seeing. My eyes rolled and continued to read the book.
We never left the old bedroom and it was comforting. The room wasn't big like the other one and more welcoming in a sense I guess. Maybe I loved the design of the room better. I almost finished exploring the large mansion and seeing its mystery and what it contains. Tomorrow I might look out for more and see what else he had in this house. Surprisingly, Gari never seem to bother come upstairs at all or cared about anything else. She liked swimming and her room was enough. I even found a room for her to be dancing in.
Did I finish the book? I don't remember where I left off this time, but feeling warm with Syler was nice for a change.
At least you guys got another chapter today. So, not having to wait too long. Let me ask Syler if he's going to confess this time.
Me: Hey Syler, can we tell the big secret-
Syler: *Glares* No! Come on! I just got Robin happy and you just want to fuck things up already? Are you insane, woman?
Me: *eyes rolled* You are exaggerating waaaaaayyy too much, you know?
Syler: *deathly glares at me* I'll kill you, you know?
Me: and you won't exist if you did.
Syler:...
Me: *smirked* Sorry, Syler isn't ready! 8/ Give him some time, people, we'll all learn soon.
