Enrique sighed as he closed his eyes once more, willing himself to fall asleep; but it wasn't happening. He shifted a bit, causing the arms around his waist to tighten, as if they feared he would leave.
Oliver's words echoed in the Italian's head.
'I just can't take it anymore…'
'Everything…'
After he had said those two sentences, Enrique had felt like his soul had been frozen. He had feared the worst; he couldn't think, let alone speak. But his body took over and soon Oliver was enveloped in Enrique's arms once more for the third time that day.
He had looked down at the French boy a few moments later to find him fast asleep, so he had lain back on the pillows, bringing Oliver with him; that had been a few hours ago.
The sun was still shining through the open windows, a small, cooling and soothing breeze blowing through. The Parisian atmosphere outside screamed tranquillity, but Enrique knew that one of its people was far from tranquil.
Beside him, the green haired teen mumbled something incoherent under his breath and he smiled again. He had realised during his train of thoughts that the line of their friendship was slowly being penetrated, meaning that…
"Enrique." Someone whispered from the doorway and he opened one eye lazily to see Johnny.
"What?" He mouthed.
Johnny made a gesture with his hand to ask if he was ok (the diver's one) and Enrique nodded. Johnny gave a lop sided smile and closed the door quietly.
"They're ok." Johnny told Robert, slumping in one of the chairs. "Well, at least Enrique is. Oliver was asleep; in Enrique's arms, might I add."
"We'll deal with that later, Johnny, but now we have more important matters to attend." Robert replied.
"So what do you think happened?"
Robert sighed sadly. "I do not know. But I think Enrique was right; it has to be die Gaststätte." He said, referring to 'the restaurant' in his mother tongue.
Johnny nodded, since he knew German. It wasn't safe to talk about the family business in the family's home, especially with Oliver's father in the establishment.
"But I guess we cannot know what is up with him, until he is able to tell us. There is no point in playing the guessing game when it could be anything."
"But what about what Enrique said?" Johnny countered.
Robert thought for a moment, before sighing.
"There is no proof that that is the main cause, Johnny. It could just be one of the factors. Many things can cause people to momentarily breakdown. Work… family… friends… loved one-"
Robert stopped. Johnny and Robert stared at each other for a long time.
"You don't think…"
Demi-goddess: You don't think what?
Johnny: You wrote it.
Demi-goddess: So I did…
Johnny: Review.
Enrique: Why should they?
Johnny: Because otherwise Demi-goddess won't update until she gets at least 5 reviews.
Enrique: 5? That's… I dunno, is it a lot or little?
Demi-goddess: BOB.
Johnny: 'BOB'?
Demi-goddess: Bit Of Both. It's groovyied. But yeah, REVIEW!