Author's Note: I hope this chapter isn't too bad!
Chapter 13: I Saw What I Saw
"B-Brick..." I whispered, nearly dropping to my knees. "It's not how it looks --"
Riley was behind me still. He grabbed a hold of my hand and grinned. "Aw, Bloss, yes it is..."
I slapped him across the face, knocking him to the ground. I then kicked him four times in the stomach. "Don't you ever touch me again, do you understand me?"
Riley groaned in pain, got to his feet, and hurried away like the slime he was.
I turned again towards Brick. He again had pain washed over his face, but this time I knew it was a different kind. His eyes became red and clouded, and I could not find words to tell him what had happened.
"I didn't know you were out of the hospital," I said, trying desperately to change the grim subject.
"Oh! I see! So that makes it okay to kiss other guys? I go to the hospital for four weeks because I came to visit you when I shouldn't have, and then you abandon me?" he asked. He was trying not to show that he was crying, but the crack in his voice gave it away.
"No, no! You don't understand!" I pleaded. "Listen to me, I didn't --"
"I saw you, Blossom! How can you deny it?"
He was trying to look furious, as was his nature... but I saw through it. The injuries on his body were nothing compared to the new one in his heart.
And again, it was my fault.
"Brick, please, listen. I didn't do anything wrong. It's not like it seems --"
He drooped his head. Closing his eyes, his red hair covering his them, he said, "Blossom. I saw... what I saw..." Tears were now flooding down from his eyes and shadows covered his face. He grimaced, wiping away a tear violently.
"Brick! Oh, please, just listen to me --"
"There's nothing to hear," he said, though his voice was barely audible. His heart was breaking and there was nothing I could say or do to stop it. A million thoughts were racing through his mind, and he squeezed his eyes even tighter together, causing yet another tear to fall.
"Please..."
He cleared his throat and opened his ruby eyes again. They met mine for a moment, his eyes swollen. It was then, in the temporary silence, that I realized that I had been sobbing as well. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
His eyes suddenly became cold. Emotionless. Dark...
"I think we should stop seeing each other," he said, his voice hard.
I wanted to reach out and comfort him, but I was unable to touch him, for he recoiled at my hand. I couldn't find any words that would make it better. I couldn't even feel in my own heart that I was innocent. Though we were three feet apart, it felt like three miles. It was like I was trapped in a snowglobe and people were shaking me for their own enjoyment, and there was no escape from it. There was no way to be free again.
I could no longer find my voice, I was crying too much. I begged him silently, shaking my head and moving my lips as was best I could do. I mouthed one final Please.
He turned around. He wasn't going to say anything else.
My vision blurred completely, and I darted away from him as fast as I could, gasping for air inbetween sobs. I ran away from everything.
