I put the key into the lock of our aparement, my heart sinking to my stomache.
I slowly turned the key in the lock, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to take a deep breath to settle my nerves.
I let myself inside and closed the door quietly. Trying not to startle the already spent Kerith.
As I went into the living room he was sitting on the couch, he looked up at me with disbelief, like I was a mirage, his eyes seemed wearied and worn down to the point of exaustion.
Then something seemed to click into place, and he was on his feet, and across the room, holding me.
"Jaryn." He whispered to me.
Why was him holding me suddenly making me feel uncomfortable?
Why did I have the sudden urge to push him away.
A long blue fringe came to mind, and I tried to shake it out of my head.
"Are you alright?" He backed up to get a better look at me, the sudden head shake startling him.
"I'm fine, just tired, I'm going to go take a nap." His eyes were conserned yet consenting.
"Of course, do you want me to bring you something?"
"I'll be fine, you should take a nap too. You look tired."
He nodded, but I didn't believe it for a second. He'd probably come into my room every ten minutes to make sure I was still there. I was suddenly worried about house arrest.
Forcing a half-hearted smile to ease his worry I made my way to my room.
Could I be so fickle to fall out of love with Kerith so easily? No, that wasn't it. I still loved him, but something was different. I couldn't put my finger on it.
Not really tired, I layed on my bed, staring at the ceiling, sorting through my thoughts.
Oblio? What an odd sounding name.
It had to mean something.
But I decided to play it low until Kerith settled down again. A week or so of boring routine should do it, then back to figuring out what I'm going to do about this mess.
I rolled over, closing my eyes, I decided to take a nap after all.
I never noticed my worried brother, standing in the doorway watching me fall asleep.
"Sweet dreams Jaryn."