Broken (A/N: Dark's goin' crazy!)
...Nineteenth Part: Dark...
"I seriously need to get some air!" I announced. "I don't care if it's still raining." Four... freaking... days... later...!
"Aren't you going to take Krad with you?" Emiko wondered, looking puzzled.
I shook my head. I had spent nearly every moment of my time with him since... well, for a long time. "I need some time to myself," I told her, sighing. "I think he can live without me for a couple hours."
. . .
Of course, there was practically no one outside. Halfway through my walk around town, I decided that this was really kind of boring. Even though it was somewhere around midday, it was dark and cloudy, which didn't liven thing up much at all.
So my mind began to wander. And where did it go?
Straight back to Krad.
I stopped briefly to smack my head against the side of a brick building, only to recoil from the completely pointless action, holding my head in my hands and complaining about the pain. "Ow..."
I didn't do it because I was thinking of Krad, really, but what I had begun to think concerning him. It was a notion that I couldn't quite wrap my brain around, even though the guy was the one person now that I might lose my sanity over if I didn't hold him or kiss him or just see him around every single day. I loved him, but... some things just weren't quite fathomable to a thief whose previous obsession happened to be over women.
And besides, he would probably be pretty... nervous... about those kind of advances...
I shook my head violently to try to clear it, which just made my headache worse. I hoped I wouldn't get a massive bruise on my forehead from my stupidity.
I needed to steal something.
But there was nothing Emiko nor I wanted to steal...
Damnit.