I reached the apartment building and went up to the eighth floor. I slowly opened the door, closing it nervously behind me. it felt like I was coming home from a party at 3 a.m. and trying not to get caught sneaking back in by my parents. I gently proped the board up next to the wall, taking off yata's shoes and silently walking into the living room. yata was sleeping on the couch with his arm hanging off the side; quietly snoring. my staring was interrupted by the pain in my stomach. I lifted my shirt up, revealing a large black and blue bruise.

"damn.." I whispered in shock, looking down at it.

well, apparently yata wasn't a very heavy sleeper, considering the fact that he shot up as soon as he heard me. i quickly pulled down my shirt trying to avoid him pitying me. his eyes locked onto my stomach while he stood up and walked towards me, pulling up my shirt to reveal the bruise again. I giggled as he gently traced it with his index finger, angrily looking at it.

"its fine," I said quietly, "I already took care of it.." my voice trailed off as he pulled my shirt down, sitting back on the couch. he gestured me to come sit next to him, so I did. he gently leaned his head onto my shoulder.

"I thought you weren't gonna come back." he mumbled as a light blush formed on his face.

we sat like this for a while before I turned to face him, then placed both my hands on his cheeks; pulling him into a deep kiss. his eyes widened in shock as i slowly sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. he kept his arms by his side again as his face turned dark red. after maybe fifteen seconds I stopped and placed my head on his shoulder.

"I would never leave you." I whispered into his ear as he gently wrapped his arms around my back, hugging me softly.

a few minutes later he turned his head to the side while studdering, "y-you can't leave." I felt him hug me tighter, "I mean.. y-youre the only one who can keep me... happy." he paused, closing his eyes from embarrassment before mumbling, "i need you."

he lightly traced circles onto my back while waiting for my response, but I didn't know what to say. is this the same way he felt after I completely creeped out on him the other day? I removed my head from his shoulder, my hands reaching for his; which were still at his side. he turned his head to look at me while I played with one of them.

"you're so sweet.. honestly, how do you not have a girlfriend." I sighed while looking up at him. he looked adorable; his messy hair, sleepy eyes and flustered face made my heart melt.

"I mean just look at you.." I said quietly. I swear my eyes were probably heart shaped by now, and without even realizing it I was playing with his hair.

he tightly grabbed my wrist and held the back of my head, pulling me into a kiss. I was surprised that he would even attempt to do such a thing, I mean he couldn't even look at me for five seconds before his face went red and would look away in embarrassment. I gently held the side of his face with my free hand; his cheek was soft and warm, probably from blushing so much.

"I just came by to check on little miss rose over here, but it seems she's a bit prioritized." I heard Eric say loudly behind me not five seconds quickly pulled his arms to his side again in surprise.

"fuck you asshole, you fucking scared me!" he yelled while I covered my face with both my hands in embarrassment, refusing to turn around or does he even care if I'm okay or not? he didn't seem the least bit concerned earlier.

"sorry for rudely interrupting like this, I'll be taking my leave now." he smirked while walking towards the door.

"eric.." I called out to him before he opened the door. he stood still, looking back at me patiently.

"you're a big perv." I mumbled into my hands. he laughed while pointing a finger at me.

"you're cute rose." he said playfully while walking out the door.

I removed my hands from my face and looked towards the closed door. why was I so embarrassed just now? this never happens, I usually own up to whatever I'm doing with confidence and a smile, not hide behind my hands in embarrassment. I always thought that people looked extremely pethetic when they did that, but there I was, doing exactly that. I moved off of yata's lap and sat upside down on the couch; my legs over the back of it and my head hanging off the front. this was the best I could do at the moment, not having any mokeybars around to hang from. yata was tilting his head back on the couch while covering his eyes with one of his arms.

"fucking creep." he mumbled angrily under his breath.

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its been three severely boring and long days, me and yata have been kind of avoiding each other lately because of what happened. Eric hasn't been over either, which relieves me and at the same time terrifys me, knowing that he could show up at any given moment. kama works for most of the day and comes back at night and sometimes earlier. yata doesn't stay in that much during the day anymore, and when he does he's playing video games or something. I started to cough up blood in the middle of the night and was put on bed rest, not allowed to go anywhere.

"you don't need to get beaten up again." izumo had teased me when yata told him about the bruise.

"some guy probably tried to rape her at the skatepark." yata had explained to izumo, "at least that's what I assume happened, she won't tell me."

"I don't blame him." kama mummbled, receiving a game controller to the forehead by yata.

this was all three days ago at one in the morning. don't ask why one in the morning, it just was. me and yata haven't really talked since then, and I've been sleeping in an extra bedroom which was much hotter than any other room in the apartment.

•

I woke up earlier than i usually do, quickly sitting up; causing my bruise to hurt. I was having a strange dream; one that I couldn't remember all the details of. all I could remember was a large storm brewing above a tragedy.

I stood up and looked out the window besides my bed, it was probably 2 in the morning seeing how dark it was outside. I opened it to let in a crisp breeze that immediately made me feel ten times better.

suddenly I heard shouting from the apartment above me, it sounded like two men arguing and a girl crying or something. the shouting grew louder and didn't sound like it was going to stop any time soon, so I decided to go up there and tell them to shut the fuck up.