Losing Control / 7
///I want to bring you/// ///Into the real world/// ///Where you belong/// ///With me///
///Tears of Griever///
"Why don't you stay here with me?"
To that question, I stared at him dumbstruck. He had a knack for asking me the hardest questions. Maybe that's why he became a teacher. It was Sunday morning, Seifer was sitting on the couch reading the Sundays newspaper and I was peeping through a few pages of the newspaper he set off to the side when I heard the question. I frowned.
"I am getting lonely here by myself and I am guessing you can use some company."
He lowered the gray material and met my eyes. I changed the direction of my stare to the coffee cup resting on the table. The dark liquid swirled in a hypnotic way as I stared into it.
"Well?"
"I don't know."
"Well, if you don't know, I decide. Let's go get your stuff right now, and we can grab something to eat on our way back. How does that sound?"
Before I could even reply to the suggestion, he pulled me by the arms and dragged me out the door, grabbing his coat and the car key on the way.
"Now you just have to tell me where your house is."
He commented as he started the engine of his car. I didn't really want anyone to know where I lived, but he left me with no other choices. The windows were lowered, allowing the gentle breeze to enter the car. I loved the feeling of wind running through my hair. I felt free.
I arrived at my house shortly after.
"How am I going to get everything?"
"Do you permanently own the house right now?"
I nodded.
"Then you should just get your clothes, toothbrushes, and the other stuff you need. We will get the other things later."
Seifer waited in the car as I packed my belongings. Even as I pulled out a pair of jeans out the drawer, I didn't know why I was packing. Why was I going to live with him? I was confused at myself for not arguing with him or refusing to live with him. Why was I leaving my own house to live in his?
Deep down inside, I knew I found a real shelter at his house, but I didn't want to admit it. I couldn't admit it. Although inside his arms I felt like I could trust him, outside when I was all by myself, I felt as if he was toying with me.
Stuffing my belongs into a duffel bag, my mind was flooded with confusion. I didn't particularly favored confusions.
"Done?"
He asked in his comforting voice as I walked towards his car. Without answering, I opened the door and entered, settling myself on the leather seats. He gave me a smile before starting his car again.
All I did was stare at him.
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"Let's see.You can sleep with me on my bed until we figure out something else. You OK with that?"
I could feel my eyebrows knit together against my will. I didn't want to be rude or show my distaste towards sleeping with someone else, but I couldn't help it. Seifer must have sensed my discomfort because he placed a hand on my shoulders.
"I can take the couch. I don't mind."
"No.it's OK."
I tried my best to sound as polite as possible. He was already doing so much for me.I couldn't be rude so him. I walked into his room to unpack my bag. Seifer offered to buy me something to eat while we were outside, but I didn't like the public attention, so I told him I wanted to eat at his house.
I entered Seifer's room and started unpacking my stuff. Suddenly, I was slapped with the cold reality. I didn't want to go back to school, or worse, I didn't want to face Jake and his group. I wasn't scared of them, but I didn't want to interact with them either. While I was deeply engrossed in my thoughts, Seifer walked into his room and sat next to me.
"School tomorrow."
I replied with silence as always. He didn't seem bothered by it at all.
"Are you sure you are going to be OK?"
I narrowed my eyes and reverted my attention to the bag.
"I am just a little worried. You know, when I saw you in the bathroom, I -"
"I am going to be OK."
I hissed, angry at the fact that he was taking pity on me. I didn't need him to be concerned. It was my problem and I could handle it myself. He looked a little hurt as I snapped at him, but he soon smiled.
"My bad."
It kind of annoyed me how he wasn't angry at me for snapping at him. A normal response would have been a glare, a shout, or a punch. Either he was being patient towards his student, or he didn't feel the need to argue with me.
I hugged the pillow resting next to me gently, feeling my lungs with Seifer's scent. The pillow smelled like him, and the smell was somehow comforting. It felt odd to be with someone. It felt odd to be cared about, not I was complaining.
Then all of sudden, I felt lost and confused. The walls, which were beginning to come down, were building back up again. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to think of Seifer. Was he really there to help me or was he there to toy around with me?
Before I had a chance to think any longer, my eyelids became heavier until I was sound asleep.
Seifer's POV
Just looking at him, you would think he was an angel. An angel that fell onto earth with nowhere to go. His deep blue-gray eyes are always searching for something and his mouth is always closed in a tight line even though he wanted to say something.
I watched his sleeping face in silence. When I walked into my room, Squall was on the ground, holding onto a pillow while his chest heaved rhythmically. I lifted his gently off the ground and placed him onto the bed, amazed by the lightness of this boy.
Why was I so drawn to him? What about him made me want to help him?
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Whew...haven't been updating for a long. Sorry everyone! Please review!!
///I want to bring you/// ///Into the real world/// ///Where you belong/// ///With me///
///Tears of Griever///
"Why don't you stay here with me?"
To that question, I stared at him dumbstruck. He had a knack for asking me the hardest questions. Maybe that's why he became a teacher. It was Sunday morning, Seifer was sitting on the couch reading the Sundays newspaper and I was peeping through a few pages of the newspaper he set off to the side when I heard the question. I frowned.
"I am getting lonely here by myself and I am guessing you can use some company."
He lowered the gray material and met my eyes. I changed the direction of my stare to the coffee cup resting on the table. The dark liquid swirled in a hypnotic way as I stared into it.
"Well?"
"I don't know."
"Well, if you don't know, I decide. Let's go get your stuff right now, and we can grab something to eat on our way back. How does that sound?"
Before I could even reply to the suggestion, he pulled me by the arms and dragged me out the door, grabbing his coat and the car key on the way.
"Now you just have to tell me where your house is."
He commented as he started the engine of his car. I didn't really want anyone to know where I lived, but he left me with no other choices. The windows were lowered, allowing the gentle breeze to enter the car. I loved the feeling of wind running through my hair. I felt free.
I arrived at my house shortly after.
"How am I going to get everything?"
"Do you permanently own the house right now?"
I nodded.
"Then you should just get your clothes, toothbrushes, and the other stuff you need. We will get the other things later."
Seifer waited in the car as I packed my belongings. Even as I pulled out a pair of jeans out the drawer, I didn't know why I was packing. Why was I going to live with him? I was confused at myself for not arguing with him or refusing to live with him. Why was I leaving my own house to live in his?
Deep down inside, I knew I found a real shelter at his house, but I didn't want to admit it. I couldn't admit it. Although inside his arms I felt like I could trust him, outside when I was all by myself, I felt as if he was toying with me.
Stuffing my belongs into a duffel bag, my mind was flooded with confusion. I didn't particularly favored confusions.
"Done?"
He asked in his comforting voice as I walked towards his car. Without answering, I opened the door and entered, settling myself on the leather seats. He gave me a smile before starting his car again.
All I did was stare at him.
~:+:~
"Let's see.You can sleep with me on my bed until we figure out something else. You OK with that?"
I could feel my eyebrows knit together against my will. I didn't want to be rude or show my distaste towards sleeping with someone else, but I couldn't help it. Seifer must have sensed my discomfort because he placed a hand on my shoulders.
"I can take the couch. I don't mind."
"No.it's OK."
I tried my best to sound as polite as possible. He was already doing so much for me.I couldn't be rude so him. I walked into his room to unpack my bag. Seifer offered to buy me something to eat while we were outside, but I didn't like the public attention, so I told him I wanted to eat at his house.
I entered Seifer's room and started unpacking my stuff. Suddenly, I was slapped with the cold reality. I didn't want to go back to school, or worse, I didn't want to face Jake and his group. I wasn't scared of them, but I didn't want to interact with them either. While I was deeply engrossed in my thoughts, Seifer walked into his room and sat next to me.
"School tomorrow."
I replied with silence as always. He didn't seem bothered by it at all.
"Are you sure you are going to be OK?"
I narrowed my eyes and reverted my attention to the bag.
"I am just a little worried. You know, when I saw you in the bathroom, I -"
"I am going to be OK."
I hissed, angry at the fact that he was taking pity on me. I didn't need him to be concerned. It was my problem and I could handle it myself. He looked a little hurt as I snapped at him, but he soon smiled.
"My bad."
It kind of annoyed me how he wasn't angry at me for snapping at him. A normal response would have been a glare, a shout, or a punch. Either he was being patient towards his student, or he didn't feel the need to argue with me.
I hugged the pillow resting next to me gently, feeling my lungs with Seifer's scent. The pillow smelled like him, and the smell was somehow comforting. It felt odd to be with someone. It felt odd to be cared about, not I was complaining.
Then all of sudden, I felt lost and confused. The walls, which were beginning to come down, were building back up again. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to think of Seifer. Was he really there to help me or was he there to toy around with me?
Before I had a chance to think any longer, my eyelids became heavier until I was sound asleep.
Seifer's POV
Just looking at him, you would think he was an angel. An angel that fell onto earth with nowhere to go. His deep blue-gray eyes are always searching for something and his mouth is always closed in a tight line even though he wanted to say something.
I watched his sleeping face in silence. When I walked into my room, Squall was on the ground, holding onto a pillow while his chest heaved rhythmically. I lifted his gently off the ground and placed him onto the bed, amazed by the lightness of this boy.
Why was I so drawn to him? What about him made me want to help him?
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Whew...haven't been updating for a long. Sorry everyone! Please review!!